Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 221 Polyjuice Potion
Pettigrew was taken away by Kingsley.

However, more than 80% of it was voluntary, and the forced part was less than 20% at most.

Merlin's beard!

He now has enemies all over Hogwarts, and he is lucky to be able to leave here and go to the Ministry of Magic to stand trial.

Under the deliberate concealment of Dumbledore and the professors, no young wizard except Bourne could learn the inside story of the big arrest just now.

They were all kept in the dark.

They just knew that something unexpected happened in the first match of the Hogwarts Quidditch League, and Slytherin and Gryffindor had to compete again another day.

Most of the young wizards believed that this accident was caused by members of the Slytherin team. The reason is also very simple and straightforward: they are worried about losing to Gryffindor, so they create so many out-of-control Bludgers.

Moreover, even the students of Slytherin House also mostly agree with this statement.

Because on the afternoon of the game incident, their dean burst into the underground common room with a livid face, then grabbed the Quidditch captain Flint and went to a small cubicle.

Unlike the common rooms of the other three houses, in addition to the common areas, the Slytherin lounge also has many partitions surrounded by silk cloth.

If there is a dispute between students, or if they need to discuss something private, they will find a cubicle to deal with it.

Mostly for decency.

And that afternoon, almost everyone in the Slytherin common room heard Snape's roar.

"Disgraced the great Slytherin!"

"Although Slytherin himself is not opposed to wisdom and conspiracy, he cannot tolerate the bad habits of filth and hiding evil!"

"What 'play boy', who are you going to play, which boy do you have your eye on?"

After being scolded by the terrifying dean for several hours and walking out of the cubicle with a disgraced face, Flint felt that many of his classmates looked at him strangely.

However, life must go on, and the accident on the Quidditch field did not affect the normal operation of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Students must attend classes when they are due, and complete assignments on time.

In this way, the next Monday after the accident on the court, the Gryffindor little lions had another Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.

Ever since the elf classroom "riot", Professor Lockhart has never brought living animals into the classroom again.

Now, he chooses to read large chunks of his books to his students, sometimes acting out dramatic passages.

Generally speaking, he would choose Harry to assist him in order to recreate the scene at that time.

So far, the characters Harry has been forced to play include: a simple Transylvanian villager who is bewitched by a bubble-blowing spell and cured by Lockhart; a Himalayan snowman suffering from a rhinitis; There is a vampire - ever since Lockhart dealt with it, it has eaten nothing but turnips...

In this Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Harry was dragged to the front again, this time playing the role of a werewolf.

Harry originally didn't want to cooperate, but there was a very important reason, and Lockhart had to be kept in a good mood.

"Well done, Harry, that's right, 'Whoops' - so much like that - and then, believe it or not, I just slid over - like this - slammed him down - -In this way - I pushed him to the ground with one hand - holding the wand in the other hand, pressed against his throat - then I slowed down and used the remaining strength to cast a very complicated humanoid magic. Curse - he let out a miserable moan - Harry, then called - higher pitch - good - his hair disappeared - his fangs retracted - he became again One man. It was a simple but effective method, and one village will always remember me as a hero. I saved them from the fear of being attacked by werewolves once a month."

The bell rang and Lockhart stood up.

"After-school homework: Everyone writes a long poem about my victory over the werewolf Wogga Wogga! The little wizard who writes the best will get several copies of "Magical Me" signed by the author!"

The students began to leave.

Harry hurried back to the back of the classroom, where Ron and Hermione were waiting for him.

"Is it okay?" Harry asked quietly.

"We'll wait until everyone has left," Hermione looked at the students walking around, nodded and said, "Okay..."

She walked towards Lockhart's lectern, clutching a piece of paper in her hand, Harry and Ron following behind her.

"Professor Lockhart?" Hermione stammered, "I want to... borrow this book from the library. I hope to learn some background knowledge from it."

She held up the note, but the hand holding it trembled slightly.

"The problem is, this book is in the restricted area of ​​the library, so I need a teacher to sign the note - I believe this book will help me understand your story in "Wandering with Ghouls" Talking about the chronic onset of venom..."

"Ah, "Wandering with Ghouls"!"

Lockhart took the note from Hermione and smiled warmly at her. "This is probably my most satisfying book. Do you like it?"

"Oh, I love it," Hermione said eagerly, "How clever of you to catch the last ghoul in the tea strainer!"

Hermione has actually read Lockhart's book, so she remembers some details in the book much more clearly than others.

"Ah, I believe no one will object to me giving a little extra help to the best students in the grade." Lockhart said enthusiastically, casually pulling out a huge peacock quill pen from his pocket.

"Yes, it's big and beautiful, isn't it?" He misinterpreted the look of disgust on Ron's face and took it for a little wizard's envy. "It's just that I usually only use it to sign books, because it's a bit exaggerated to use it to write books."

He signed a large, curly name on the note and returned the note to Hermione.

"Harry," Lockhart said as Hermione folded the note clumsily and put it into her bag, "there's going to be a play-off match against the Slytherin Quidditch team in a few days, right? I heard You're a great player. I was a Seeker back in the day. They asked me to run for the national team, but I'd rather spend my life killing dark wizards and evil magical creatures. But if you feel the need to lighten the fire, Feel free to come to me. I'm always happy to pass on my experience to players who aren't quite as capable..."

Harry mumbled something vaguely in his throat and hurried away with Ron and Hermione.

"I can't believe it," Harry said as the three of them studied the signatures on the note, "he didn't even look at the book we wanted."

"Because he's a brainless idiot," Ron said. "Whatever, we already got what we wanted."

"He's not a brainless fool," Hermione squeaked as they jogged toward the library.

"Just because he said you are the best student in the grade..."

Entering the dull and quiet library, they couldn't help but lower their voices.

Mrs. Pince, the librarian, is a grumpy, thin woman who resembles a malnourished vulture, which is also the stereotype held by many people.

"Power Potion?" she read doubtfully, trying to take the note from Hermione's hand.

But Hermione refused to let go. "I don't know if I can keep it." Hermione was a little out of breath, but she still mustered up the courage to speak out her request.

"Oh, give it to her," Ron said, snatching the note from her clenched hand and stuffing it to Mrs. Pince, "We'll get another autograph for you. As long as it's Lockhart will sign anything that lasts a while."

Mrs. Pince held up the note and held it up to the light, as if to test whether it was a forgery. It passed the test successfully.

Then, Mrs. Pince gently pressed a bell on the lending table. The bell did not make any sound, but it could let the librarian assistant who was responsible for sorting books among the bookshelves hear the call.

"Bourne, go and get a copy of "Powerful Potion" for your classmate." Mrs. Pince said to Bourne who came over: "Although they got the note of Lockhart's approval, I think the book is still not enough." Perfect for second grade wizards, don't let that book out of your sight."

Bourne was holding two terrifyingly thick magic books in his hands. He had already checked that there were no traces of scribbling inside, and was about to return them to their original places.

After listening to Mrs. Pince's instructions and looking at the confused trio, Bourne instantly understood the whole story.

However, he was still a little confused: Mrs. Lorris raised by Filch had not been petrified, so what were these three little wizards doing borrowing "Powerful Potion"? It can’t be because you like learning that you have to prepare in advance for some advanced potions courses that even sixth and seventh grade students may not be able to learn, right?
But as a qualified library assistant, he still agreed to Mrs. Pince's request and walked back to the high bookshelves with his head high. When he came back a few minutes later, he was holding a book that seemed to be moldy. Big thick book.

"Powerful Potion" is a magic book with its own magic. Its cover has been like this since it came out of the printing factory. The mildew spots on it are just some kind of magical protection measure - the purpose is to make readers read the book. time, so as not to be addicted to the too dark potion formula inside for a long time.

Hermione took it carefully. She originally wanted to put it into her schoolbag, but after looking at the mold spots on it, she finally gave up.

She didn't want dirt to get on her other textbooks.

"As long as you're careful not to walk too fast or look at those very unscrupulous potion recipes for too long, those mold spots won't spread or contaminate other things."

Seeing that the little witch was a little restrained, Bourne couldn't help but remind her.

Ron nodded and said: "That's it, Hermione, hurry up and find the 'Polyjuice Potion' you want-"

Before he could say the word "recipe", the rest of Ron's words were shot back by Hermione with "looking stupid" and "wanting to kill" looks.

You know, Bourne was standing next to them, and Mrs. Pince had just expressed her intention that she did not want them to borrow the "Powerful Potion".

Of course, Bourne actually had no intention of stopping them, let alone reporting it to Mrs. Pince.

In fact, he was just curious whether the trio would be the same as in the original book this time - pretending to be Crabbe and Goyle (plus a cat-eared girl), and then sneak into the Slytherin House common room. Talk to Draco - what do they want?

So, before Hermione could come up with a good explanation, Bourne simply said as if giving the names of the dishes: "Grass worms, leeches, sapweed, two-eared grass, bicorn horns, and African trees." The fragments of the snake's slough, which is the entire recipe for Polyjuice Potion, are on page 42 of "Powerful Potions"..."

After listening to Bourne's words, the three people looked at each other, seeming to be discussing something silently. In the end, it was Hermione who made the final decision. She took the three boys to a corner of the library, and then carefully opened the "Powerful Potion".

Harry and Ron both stepped forward curiously and looked at the watermarked pages. They could see at a glance why the book was in the restricted area. Some of the potions in it have extremely horrific effects that are simply unimaginable. There are also some very uncomfortable illustrations in the book: a man seems to have been turned inside out, and there is a witch with a head on his head. Many pairs of arms appeared...

"Here it is," Hermione said excitedly, finding the page labeled Polyjuice Potion.

There are pictures on it of several people transforming into other people. Each set of pictures is vividly drawn, and the accompanying pictures are all hyper-realistic.

"My only expectation now is that the expressions of extreme pain on those people's faces are all imagined by the artist." Noticing the expressions on the faces of the people in the picture, Harry suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach.

"This is really the most complicated potion I have ever seen..."

Hermione noticed the text except the illustrations. The little witch frowned and fell into reverie.

"...Grass worms, leeches, sapweed and amphorae."

She murmured, pointing at the ingredient list one by one with her fingers. Her concentration made her temporarily forget that there was a supervisor standing next to her.

"These are easy to get, they're in the student lockers, and we can get them ourselves. Oh, and there's also bicorn horn ground into powder - I don't know where to find that; an African Scraps of skin from a tree snake—that’s hard to get, too.”

Bourne couldn't help but mention: "These things are piled up in Professor Snape's potions office. He has his own private storage room."

"Yes, we can..."

Hermione was so excited that she made a fist with her right hand and punched her left palm, but she immediately realized that she said these words in front of Bourne.

"So, do you want to explain why you need to brew polyjuice potion?" Bourne looked at the trio with a smile.

"Each Polyjuice Potion also needs something to turn into that person. Maybe I can give you some suggestions in this regard. As a friendly reminder, depending on what you choose, the Polyjuice Potion will be different. The taste of the potion will also be very different. If you choose the right one, the polyjuice potion may even taste like cream of mushroom soup, but if you choose something not so good, this potion may taste Become a booger-flavored Bibi Beans.”

Ron swallowed nervously.

As a lover of Bibi's multi-flavor beans, he had tasted beans of that flavor but never had the courage to swallow them after licking them.

"Hermione, let's talk to Bourne." Harry also suggested at this time.

He saw that the little witch was a little entangled, so he simply said it himself: "It was me who caused this incident. It was on the day of the game against Slytherin that I was sent into the goal by Slytherin's crazy Bludger. I entered the hospital wing. That night, I met a man named 'Dobby' there..."

"House elf." Ron reminded his good brother that Harry, who had been raised in a Muggle family, did not know as much as him.

"Well, yes. It's a magical creature with bat-like ears, big eyes, and a masochistic tendency that is so severe that it can't be overemphasized."

Thinking of what happened that night, Harry still looked a little frightened.

"It told me that it had controlled the out-of-control Bludger to knock me off my broom and send me to St. Mungo's.

Before that, Ron and I almost couldn't get into the platform at the train station, and a leather swallow appeared on the Hogwarts Express. It was also responsible for both of these things.

But it didn't expect that after half of its control, the bludger would really get out of control.

That Bludger nearly killed me.

Dobby said he felt so guilty that he kept punishing himself in front of me. I was terrified. So after it broke one and was about to pick up the second spittoon and hit itself on the head, I stopped it.

Although it did not admit it, it did not deny that it was serving the Malfoy family.

And just when I was about to ask it if Draco ordered it to do these things, I suddenly heard a low and hoarse voice.

I heard that terrible sound before when I was replying to a fan letter to Professor Lockhart.

The owner of that voice seemed to be hidden within the walls of Hogwarts, and what he said was terrifying. He seemed to be tirelessly repeating that he wanted to 'kill those Muggles' and 'kill those who have defiled themselves'. Master honors the guy'.

When I asked if the noise was caused by Dobby, the house elf was also frightened. It just kept repeating, 'Sure enough, Hogwarts is not safe now' and 'It's useless. Protect me from this dangerous place' and the like. Then, it disappeared from the hospital wing.

Combining these things, I'm now very suspicious of that Draco Malfoy guy. I guess the Bludger is also playing tricks on him, and he may be planning some more dangerous tricks later on. So, after discussing it with Ron and Hermione, we unanimously decided to trick him. "

(End of this chapter)