The Mightiest Aurors of Hogwarts

On Friday night this week, Harry finally received all the potion ingredients, and they chose to refine the potion in the abandoned bathroom where Myrtle was. Of course, the refiner was Hermione Granger.

Although the raw material cost of the Black and White Potion is much lower than that of the Polyjuice Potion, some materials are not easy to obtain. It is best not to fail if possible.

Hermione threw the last mandrake leaf into the cauldron and handed Harry a wooden stick for stirring: "Okay, now you just need to keep stirring until the potion turns into a mixture of black and white. ”

Harry nodded, after making so many preparations, he was finally going to succeed.

Ron was still a little worried: "Are you really not going to think about it? Aesop Green is a Slytherin. I don't think I would drink any potion given to me by Slytherin."

While stirring, Harry recalled in his mind the Slytherins he knew, including Snape, the Potions professor. Well, he really wouldn't dare to eat anything these people gave him.

"Come on," Hermione said angrily, "you should at least have confidence in me. If these medicinal ingredients are added together, even if they don't have the effect that Aesop Green said, they will only become a potion to relieve eye fatigue. It won't endanger your life, Ron."

"Okay, okay," Ron looked at the pot of potion, "If I can really make the magic spell Harry mentioned, I won't talk about it anymore."

After a while, the potion in the crucible gave off a faint light, and the originally milky white potion became a mixture of black and white.

"It's like a wizard's chess board, Hermione, you are so awesome!" Ron exclaimed.

Hermione raised her head and said, "Harry, stop slowly now. According to the formula given to us by Aesop Green, the black and white potion should be colorless and transparent when left alone."

After hearing this, Harry slowly pulled the wooden stick out of the crucible. Soon, the originally mixed black and white potion gradually faded, and it seemed that there was only a pot of clear water left in the crucible.

The three of them looked at each other excitedly. Harry took out the dropper bottle he had prepared and handed it to Hermione: "It really worked."

Hermione scooped some black and white potion into the dropper bottle, and then shook it vigorously. The potion, which was like pure water, turned into black and white due to the shaking: "It is indeed a success. Which of you will come first? Remember, black and white will After dropping the medicine into your eyes, you should silently recite the incantation in "Black and White Oriental Witchcraft"."

"I'll go first." Harry took the drop bottle, took off his glasses and handed them to Ron.

The cold black and white potion fell into his green eyes, feeling refreshing and cool without any discomfort.

"How was it?" Ron asked.

"Harry, recite the spell," Hermione reminded.

Harry took out his wand: "Black can become white, and white can become black. Between black and white, give me the wisdom to see the truth clearly!"

The wand's wand flashed with black and white light at the same time.

Finally, Harry opened his eyes, but they seemed no different than before.

"Did you succeed?" Ron returned the glasses.

Harry pointed the wand at himself: "See black and white!"

There seemed to be fog in his eyes. When the mist dissipated, one eye became completely black and the other eye became completely white.

"Oh, your two magic sources look about the same size."

The weather was nice over the weekend, and Aesop huddled in his chair, flipping through a book he had finished out of boredom.

"Aesop, this is the coffee you asked for." Mr. Aibo placed a cup of freshly made coffee on the small round table in the corner of the hall.

"Thank you, your coffee is the only one in Hogsmeade that suits my taste."

At Aesop's signal, Mr. Aibo, who was not busy, sat down on the chair next to him: "The climate in the UK is not suitable for the growth of coffee. The coffee beans used in my shop are all brought from Africa and come from Blake." manor."

"Sirius Black?" Aesop's tone was slightly surprised.

Mr. Abbott nodded: "It is the Black family, and judging from their family's situation, although Sirius Black is a wanted criminal, he is indeed the owner of the coffee manor. But the manor can also be run by itself, very early In the past, the Black family entrusted the African Wizards Association to help them take care of it."

Aesop closed the book in his hand: "What's going on outside? It's so lively."

He has been staying in Mr. Abbott's hotel for some days, and Hogsmeade seems to have never been as lively as it is today.

"The children's Hogsmeade weekend, the streets are full of little wizards now." Mr. Abbott said cheerfully. Although his small hotel is very close to the school, Hogwarts is a boarding system, so after school starts, he I haven’t seen my daughter for a long time.

"No wonder." Aesop muttered. Just as he was about to continue reading, two little wizards walked in.

"Mr. Green, Harry told us you lived here." Hermione greeted him warmly, "Hello, Mr. Abbott."

Mr. Abbott greeted with a smile: "You must be Hermione Granger. Hannah often mentions you. She said you are the best witch in their generation."

Hermione blushed slightly: "I'm not that good."

Mr. Abbott looked at the other boy: "Red hair, you must be the youngest boy of the Weasley family."

"Hello, Mr. Abbott, you can call me Ron."

Mr. Aibo stood up: "Then I won't disturb your conversation with Mr. Green."

Aesop put the book in his hand on the table: "You are looking for me because of the news that the owl brought last night?"

“It would be great if you could lend a hand.”

Aesop was noncommittal and just picked up the cup of coffee.

It was Hermione who spoke: "Of course, the main thing we are here to thank you for is that according to your guidance, the three of us - me, Ron, and Harry - we have all mastered [Wang Qi] according to your guidance. Curse], it is indeed a very practical curse."

"Well, it is very useful to use it to observe the opponent's strength. When you find that the water body symbolizing magic power on your opponent's body is much larger than yours, you should be careful."

Hermione thought for a while and said: "I think it's more than that, Mr. Green. The breath-seeking spell can make magic visible in our eyes, which means that in addition to being able to see the magic on the wizard, we can also easily distinguish it." Magic items and ordinary items, can you even tell where they are enchanted?”

Aesop smiled and nodded: "It seems that you are indeed a very smart witch. If I were a professor at Hogwarts, I would give Gryffindor ten points for your words."

"By the way, didn't Harry come to Hogsmeade with you?" Aesop knew that the Iron Triangle was almost inseparable.

Ron shook his head: "Harry's uncle was unwilling to sign the consent form for him to come to Hogsmeade, so..."

"That's such a pity. I also want to see if his disarming spell has improved," Aesop sighed, "Besides, it would be the best to spend a day playing in Hogsmeade with friends and then go back to school for the dinner. A great way to celebrate Halloween.”

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, what was Harry doing in school now?He must be unhappy, after all he may be the only third grader left in school.

"Mr Green……"

"You will bring him a gift, right? Those Duke Bee candies?" Aesop winked at the two of them.

"Of course!" Hermione said quickly.

"Then enjoy your Hogsmeade weekend, and don't be embarrassed about those potion ingredients. If everything goes well, I will go to school to give you some lessons in a few days, and treat it as [Bi-Wang Curse]. Teacher, let’s turn on the stove.”

Hermione and Ron said goodbye to Aesop.

Now, Ron is no longer so resistant to Aesop Green: "Mr. Aesop, what is this book you are reading?"

"The Old Man and the Sea, a book written by an American Muggle writer." Hermione answered first.

Ron looked at the motionless man and the big fish on the cover of the book: "What is this book about, Mr. Green?"

Aesop thrust the book into Ron Weasley's hands.

"The most fundamental courage and rage of a mortal."