The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

The library is in Romanesque style and is the only one that can be described as grand among the scattered buildings within the family territory - most of the other buildings are in a casual and self-created style.

Its site was chosen on a flat plateau, overlooking the surrounding vast area through the surrounding wisteria trellises.Some later additional buildings are connected to the main body through additional corridors on both sides.

The three elves were close to each other next to the flower stand closest to the main door. They held the same wooden stake and bent one leg, stretched out the other leg, raised their toes and cautiously leaned forward.

Eugenie bypassed them, looked to the left and right, and made sure that there was no sign of the spell at the current location. The original spell must have been lifted as the tree bears fruit.

She stepped forward and turned around to see the three little ones lowering their legs to test the air. "Why do you three have to follow? One is enough. If you have no work to do, go to bed early."

Go play, roll around, eat biscuits, whatever, don't huddle here anyway.

"The master ordered us to bring books to her."

"Whether we can complete the mission depends on you, little master."

"Come on!!" The elf hid half of his body behind his companion, clenching his fists and making gestures.

"Okay, then be careful and don't-" Don't take it lightly, she wanted to say that there should be other separately set protective spells.

But before she finished speaking, the three were already behind her. A pair of toes were touching her heels, almost stepping on them. The other two were lined up vertically, as if they were using her as a shield.

It seemed that after witnessing her hugging Dudu, the elf's attitude towards her changed again.

She curled her lips and said, "Okay, okay, I'll open the way."

It feels like the old hen at the front when playing!After taking two or three steps, there will be a series of footprints.

Step by step, they walked to the door and opened it without any hindrance. The elves' tightly held breaths relaxed, and their little chests relaxed.

Before she could take another breath, she suddenly stopped, "Slow down!"

They immediately picked up the discarded vigilance, jumped back two steps, and then pulled their little master's clothes back hard, "There's more - there's more?"

"Well, an anti-intrusion spell, don't pull my clothes." She was pulled so hard that she almost sat on the ground.

"Okay." The elf nodded immediately and immediately changed his hand to hold her pants.

They lowered their heads and thought, "Anti-invasion spell—hmm, what is it?—Ah! Now that I think about it, it will create an illusion of automatically repelling intruders."

Eugenie moved her wrist, and then took out her wand, "Yes, more powerful illusions may have elaborate scenes, and people may be lost in them forever."

"Lost forever! No, don't wow!" They wanted to persuade the little master to give up, but after thinking about it, it was not appropriate, and they still had to find a way to solve the problem.

"The purpose of the previous owner setting this up was to protect his achievements. I heard that he was very interested in the research that was just emerging among Muggles in the early 20th century."

"So maybe the content of the fantasy is related to that. You can't learn the knowledge of Muggles in a magic school. It will be difficult to pass it."

Eugenie raised her lips in disapproval.

"There are still some remaining materials in the alchemy room. If you are lucky, you can help-"

She shook her head and briefly walked around the alchemy room. The existing information was much older and was not from her great-grandfather's time.

The elf buried his head and continued to think hard.

When I came back to my senses, I always felt that something was missing in my hands and in front of my eyes.

"Ah ah ah, the little master is gone!!"

"How do you talk, what do you mean it's gone? The little master just went in like that?!"

They pulled each other's ears red and jumped on the spot anxiously, "What should we do!"

"I do not know!"

"Is it too late to go to the alchemy room to pick up the manuscript and throw it in?"

"It's too late, let's go!"

The elf gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll send it in."

"Then we can enter the same fantasy space, right?"

"I don't understand either, let's try it!"

Their anxious and panicked voices did not penetrate the illusion at all.

The moment Eugenie was sucked into the illusion, it was as if she had passed through a thin, colorful barrier like shell paper.

The dense light dazzled her eyes. A black square quickly approached from a distance, and then suddenly spread out in front of her eyes. Black, white and gray colors surrounded the entire space.

Eugenie came out of her body, yes, her body stayed where it was, and her consciousness was separated alone.

Black ink climbed up her body and invaded every corner. She stood there like a silhouette.

She looked back at herself and shook her head, muttering in disdain, "It's too much. Even my deskmate with Mr. Finnigan can't get this dark."

Only a touch of color appears in black and white, and the butterfly seems to be born from the cracks in the void, growing bigger and bigger.

It flew gracefully and landed, spreading its wings flat and bending its six legs, lowering its rod-shaped tentacles so that the ball at the end of the tentacles was close to the intruder in front of it. Its ball was about the same size as her head.

At the moment when the tentacles touched the forehead, the beautiful scene came to an abrupt end.

The butterfly's body trembled and twitched violently, and its head, chest, and feet made a strange sound like the joints being broken in reverse, where each joint was connected.Amidst the unstoppable snapping and cracking sounds, blue and green blood-like liquids gush out.

Death of a Butterfly --

It fell to the ground with a crash, its beautiful scales falling off collectively, its wings soaked feebly in its own hemolymph, draining out all its life energy in increasingly slow twitches.

The gigantic corpse with its shape turned into a black and white hollow frame, which was absorbed and assimilated by the black and white in the background space, and completely disappeared.

Eugenie tried to perform a physical analysis on the composition of the liquid, but what the spell passed to her was a bunch of chaotic data that was beating rapidly, without even the most basic appearance characteristics.

It shouldn't be. The purpose of this anti-intrusion spell is screening. If you simply don't want the data to fall into the hands of others, just destroy it directly. There is no need to do anything unnecessary.

But since it is a screening assessment, there must be a subject and an answer direction.What does this dead butterfly mean?Fragile life?

She tried to use this butterfly as a starting point to let her thoughts diverge in different directions at the same time, including alchemy, philosophical thought, life science...

The liquid started to move at this moment, splitting itself into small pieces, each piece twisting frantically and jumping violently on the ground——

Platypus, ball evader, fire dragon, nautilus, stinging jellyfish...

Bubble pods, conifers, ferns, gillweed, red algae...

Only a few can be seen clearly, and the rest are ignored in the blink of an eye.

Until all living things disappear, only rocks and oceans are left in front of you, and then they also escape into nothingness and return to their original energy state.

All sound is gone.