HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

Xia left the room and went downstairs while thinking about the conversation she had just had with Lillian and the others. They were too sure and absolute about Priest's attitude, and there must be something wrong with it, but they didn't reveal any deeper details, and Xia couldn't figure out what the problem was no matter how hard she tried.

As she passed the corner of the second floor, she ran into Fiona.

"Shia, Oswin and I are looking for you."

"What's wrong, Grandma?"

"Well, I've encountered a situation and I need your help." Fiona said, and then she took Xia to the potion room.

Looking at the bottles and jars filled with different colors in front of her, Xia had a bad idea in her mind. She asked tremblingly, "Do you want me to drink these potions?"

Oswin saw Xia's expression gradually becoming horrified and laughed. Xia also realized that her idea was very outrageous. She was embarrassed and was too embarrassed to speak for a while.

Fiona glanced at Oswin with a hint of reproach, and she said softly: "We just found an interesting potion, but the ingredients are a bit strange." She walked to a row of bookshelves and picked up an inconspicuous black leather book. The handwriting on it was blurred, and Xia could only vaguely recognize that it was a very old book about potions.

Fiona put the book on the table, opened a page, pointed to the content and said: "To make this potion, you need a part of the magic power of the thirteen-year-old witch (note: it is not the magic power injected when stirring, but the magic power added separately during the production process. The maker and the magic power provider cannot be the same person!!!) and a drop of her blood."

Xia saw that the "Attention" part was circled and marked with a prominent exclamation mark. She opened her mouth and said "Wow", and said to Fiona, "Why thirteen years old?"

"There is magic in the age of wizards, just like some people want to live forever. Different ages will definitely have different effects." Fiona motioned for Xia to look at the next page, which wrote about using the magic power of wizards of other ages to make potions. Not just witches, but also wizards can use their magic power.

Xia no longer had any questions. She readily agreed to her grandparents' request. She stretched out her arms and said, "I'm ready. But how do I get the magic power?"

Even though Xia had experienced having all her magic power taken away once, it didn't mean that she knew the specific process. It could be said that she knew nothing about it. She just hoped that she wouldn't have an experience like last time, which was too bad.

Oswin drew out his wand and pointed it at Xia's heart. Before reciting the spell, he said to Xia, "Relax, don't be nervous, don't resist, and feel the power emanating from your heart."

After that, Oswin recited a spell that Xia had never heard before, and then Xia felt her heart beating more vigorously, and a gentle force flowed through her body. She remembered Oswin's words and did not reject this force. Then she saw a white substance that looked like a cloud but not a cloud, like a fog but not a fog floating out from her heart, and Fiona caught it in a bottle in time.

Unlike last time, Xia did not feel any discomfort. She was still full of energy and did not even feel tired. She jumped twice on the spot and was satisfied to find that it was not her illusion.

Oswin and Fiona were also concerned about whether Xia was feeling unwell, and they felt relieved when they heard Xia say with full energy that she felt well now.

"Then next, it's blood."

This does not require any advanced magic to obtain. In a flash, Xia picked up a golden knife on the table and cut a hole on her fingertips. Before her grandparents could react, she had already dripped the blood into the bottle. She even squeezed it hard to let more blood flow in.

Fiona exclaimed, and she hurriedly grabbed a bottle of white fresh essence and poured it on Xia's fingertips, which made Xia feel a little surprised. She smiled and said, "Grandma, if you had used white fresh essence a little later, it would have healed on its own."

Oswin took the bottle from Xia's hand and said with a hint of accusation: "Xia, even if this is our request and you also agreed to it, I still hope you know that protecting yourself is the most important thing at all times."

Xia knew that Oswin and Fiona were protecting her. She would never refuse the care from her family members, and she repeatedly assured them, "I will definitely put protecting myself first."

After receiving Xia's assurance, Fiona and Oswin repeatedly reminded Xia to always put themselves first, but they didn't say anything else.

Xia looked in the potions room for a while, trying to find out if there were any books of interest to give to Severus. He had already finished reading the elementary potions book and the intermediate potions book that was given to him. Xia had never found the time to come to Priest Manor to choose other books. She thought that maybe next time she could let Severus come directly to the manor and choose the content he was interested in.

After a while, Oswin sent her out on the pretext that they had to concentrate on brewing potions. In the tightly closed potion room, Oswin and Fiona were nervous and worried, and the plain black book that Fiona took out also quietly changed its appearance - "The Priest Family". This is what was written in the book, and the content inside was not "The magic and blood of a twelve-year-old witch".

Fiona and Oswin didn't pay any attention to the notebook. They focused on the two bottles of potions in front of them, which were added with magic power and blood respectively.

Fiona still looked a little unsure. She asked, "Is this really okay? We don't have to look at the book again?"

Oswin stared at the potion bottle, but he still calmed his wife's emotions: "My dear, we have watched it many times. I am sure that no step is wrong. Two bottles of equal amounts of refreshing potion from the same pot, magic or blood voluntarily provided by Priest... I assure you again, I am sure there is no problem."

Fiona didn't know if she was comforted or not. She pointed at the potion and her voice trembled slightly: "Oh, is it healed now?"

Oswin picked up the potion and examined it himself, "Yes, it is ready."

Outside the closed door of the potion room, Xia, who was sent out, stuck out her tongue and whispered, "What a terrible and poor excuse, grandma. I should let Ander and James share their experience in making excuses. But it doesn't matter. What matters is that I already know what secret you are hiding from me."