Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"Hello Hagrid, how are you, Norbert?"

How could Alvin, who had recovered, miss Hagrid's place? He saw the candy Hagrid gave him among the gifts next to the hospital bed.

"Hi, Alvin, I'm so glad you're okay! It scared me when I arrived, but luckily you're okay."

Hagrid was chopping firewood. When he saw Alvin coming, he quickly put down what he was doing and stepped forward to give him a big suffocating hug.

"Fortunately, I'm pretty lucky, so I didn't tell him easily." After escaping from Hagrid's arms, Ivan took a deep breath and said.

"Where's Norbert? I want to get some blood from him. I want to make something."

When Hagrid heard that Norbert was going to be bled, his first reaction was heartache! But after Ivan said that if he could have made what he wanted to do earlier, he would not have almost lost his life in the Forbidden Forest this time, Hagrid agreed.

Because Hagrid guessed that it must be something very important, and feeling sorry for Norbert was just his instinct as a fan of magical animals. He felt pity for any little cutie.

But he also knew that this was nothing to Norbert. After all, the baby fire dragons in the wild would be covered in blood when they fought with the same clan before, and they would not even leave a scar after being fed for several days.

Besides, it’s impossible for Alvin to drain Noble’s blood!

"Norbert~ Come here!"

Norbert, who had grown as big as Yaya, heard Hagrid calling him and ran out with Yaya from the nearby forest.

Just when I saw Alvin, I hesitated for a moment...

In the end, Ai Wen took a jar of dragon blood and left while Norbert looked aggrieved.

Norbert: I knew he was going to be up to no good when he came! o·(? ???????????? )?o·?

Although Alvin left a large piece of beef for it, the baby still felt aggrieved.

……

Inside the room where you need everything——

Ivan carefully carved runes on the hand spray parts. He wanted to completely transform the gun into an alchemy object!

In the Forbidden Forest, if even the gun was an alchemy tool, then Quirrell would definitely not have the strength to use Avatar on him! The cheeky dragon's breath bomb is no joke.

This time Ivan used dragon blood mixed with mercury to make ink, and carefully painted runes on every part of his hand.

With the injection of magic power, the runes were activated, and after a burst of light, a brand new alchemical firearm was successfully produced!

After being made into an alchemy tool, the overall color of the gun body turned into black and gold, the silver gilt pattern completely turned into gold, the handguard turned into a material like black glass, and the looming Rune Demon on the outside. Pattern.

This is all the result of magic. Essentially, they are still the original materials, but magic has changed them.

Now that the hand is sprayed with Aiwen, it adds four terms: strength, tenacity, durability, and explosion. If the dragon's breath bomb is fired this time, it will be about five times more powerful than before!

Now, it’s time to find someone to solve the most critical problem!

Early in the morning, Alvin wrote a letter and asked Little Didai to fly to the store his family opened for him in Scotland and bring him two bottles of good wine.

In order to facilitate his sophistication in school, his family has prepared more than a dozen shops for him!

He specifically ordered that as long as he saw a letter from an owl with the seal of the Margrave family, whatever he asked for must be met unconditionally.

"Professor Flitwick~ Can I come in?" Badger stuck his head in!

Professor Flitwick's office was not closed. After knocking on the door twice, Ivan poked his head in and looked inside.

Professor Flitwick happened to have nothing to do and was reading the newspaper. When he saw Ivan, he smiled and greeted Ivan into the room.

"Evan, what's the matter? Come and sit down."

"Hehe~ I have something to ask you for help, but I'm afraid it's against the rules, so I thought of bribing you." Ivan said straightforwardly, without concealing his intention.

"Oh? Haha, you kid is so interesting. Tell me, let me see what you want to bribe me to do for you." Professor Flitwick was very interested. He hadn't met such an interesting student for a long time.

Ivan didn't directly say what he wanted to do, but took out two bottles of Rémy Martin Louis XIII, a high-end wine, each worth 80,000 pounds from his wallet.

Professor Flitwick also likes to have a drink or two. Of course, Professor Flitwick may not be willing to drink such expensive wine given his wealth.

If we use the exchange rate of five pounds and one galleons, this bottle will cost sixteen thousand galleons. That is the calculation. But it is not certain whether wizards will pay this price to buy Muggle wine. In short, the price does not reflect the price. Just the cheap one.

Bribing Professor Flitwick with wine is just that, unlike Hagrid, these two bottles are equivalent to oral liquid and will be gone in one gulp!

Ivan opened a bottle and poured a glass for Professor Flitwick, and told him about the value of the bottle, which made Professor Flitwick afraid to drink it.

"No, Alvin, this is too expensive, I can't have it!" He thought it was okay to be a small person, but he couldn't accept such expensive things from students! That was completely inconsistent with his status as a professor.

"Don't worry, Professor, I bought this in the world of ordinary people. It doesn't cost Galleons at all. What's more, I bought it in my own store and it didn't cost any money. You can just keep it without worry. Besides, I'll pay you back." I need something from you."

Alvin revealed his purpose. He wanted to ask Professor Flitwick to help him expand the Invisible Stretching Charm on his wallet, and also cast a small Invisible Stretching Charm on a small wooden trough.

As for why we went to Professor Flitwick instead of someone else~

You can't afford to offend Professor Snape. He'll probably be just a loser if you go there. You can't afford to offend him! Professor McGonagall must get to the bottom of it, because after all, the Ministry of Magic has strict control over this space spell, so it is better to give up in order to keep your ears clean.

Although the amiable and lovely dean of his family should be able to do it and agree to help, Ivan doesn't know what her level is. After all, this dean has always been secretive and only thinks about herbal medicine and medicine. gourmet food.

After much deliberation, this former fighting champion and professor of magic is the most suitable person. His skills are definitely not bad, and he is also easy to talk to.

As for the old bee~

Haha, Alvin doesn’t want to argue with him!

In the end, Alvin left with two blessed instruments satisfied. The wallet now had a full 500 cubic meters of space, and the other wooden trough also had a cubic meter of space.

As for the rules, Professor Flitwick said that as long as the Ministry of Magic doesn't see it, they can't open your wallet to check it, regardless of those guys who are full and have nothing to do.

Alvin simply doesn’t love this cheerful little old man too much!

That wallet is easy to talk about. As for the wooden trough, it is a magazine made by Alvin alone for hand spray! This time you can load a bunch of bullets into it, and you don’t have to fire two rounds and have to manually load the bullets.

After firing the gun, you just need to remove the eggshell. There is magic in it to automatically load the ammunition. This time when you encounter Voldemort, just take it out and do it!

I don’t believe he can catch all the bullets without any injuries!

"Professor Sprout, do you have time?" Ivan found the next victim... Bah! Ask a professor to help.

Our affable Professor Sprout is enjoying a blueberry cupcake as her bedtime dessert.

Because it is already evening, otherwise you would think the professors would be so idle!

"It's Alvin. I haven't rested yet. What's wrong? Would you like a piece of blueberry cake too?"

Professor Sprout warmly welcomed Alvin into the room and offered to share a blueberry cake with him.

"Thank you, Professor, I do want to ask you a favor, but first I need to ask you to try this!"

Alvin took out a Dragon Beard pastry.

"I've never seen a snack before, let me try it~" Professor Sprout was aroused by the snack he had never seen before, and the nature of the cook at Badger Yard began to show.

It’s not that they should be treated differently. The gift given to Professor Flitwick should be more expensive than the gift given to the dean. The price is not important. What is important is whether the gift is right!

"How does it taste, Professor?"

"It's really good. It tastes amazing. Where did you get it?" Dean Badger was eating so happily that he even forgot about the blueberry cake next to him.

"I asked the chef at home to make this freshly. When it was ready, I asked the owl to deliver it."

"That's really troublesome for you. If you need my help with anything, just tell me. I'll be happy to help you."

"Hehe~ Then I'm not polite~ Dean, was the hot pot last time delicious?" Ivan first asked about the last hot pot feast.

"Of course, it tastes pretty good!" Professor Sprout said with a wonderful aftertaste on his face.

"Okay, Professor, you know how to confuse the curse..."

Ai Wen's plan is to take advantage of the dean's free time this weekend to let her take Bubu to her home, so that Bubu can learn from the heirs of her family's royal chefs and the eight major cuisine chefs!

Then he came back to teach the other elves. Although he gave the recipes to the elves, Ivan did not let them take them out for their daily meals.

Because he had tasted it, and although he said it didn't taste bad, and it was pretty good with the elf's food magic, he still felt that the taste was missing!

This time, Bu Bu didn't have many requirements for learning, as long as he had a general understanding of how to mix and use the "appropriate amount" and "a little amount" in the recipe according to the general tastes of the teachers and students in the school.

As long as he masters this essence, Alvin's good days will come in his second grade!

He doesn't like to fool around with food. If he can't give in, he will never give in!

After having a taste of this oriental flavor, Professor Sprout readily agreed! How could she refuse if she could eat delicious food? It was just a matter of casting a confusion spell on a few Muggles, but she still managed to pinch them with her hands.

Alvin has already said hello to his parents and is waiting for the professor to come to the door with the elf on the weekend!

Alvin is already looking forward to the wonderful life next semester! Finally, you no longer have to choose boiled potatoes with skin on the table!