Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

 Chapter 901 The Principal and the Magic Text of Freedom

Kyle actually knew that Sacia would come from the beginning, because he asked Raton to send a letter to St. Mungo's last night.

 It's just that the time he agreed in the letter was noon, but he didn't expect Sasia to come so quickly.

Outside the door, a witch who looked similar to Dumbledore was standing there, frowning.

 "Mrs. Sasia, it's so nice to see you here..." Professor McGonagall walked over.

"It doesn't have to be so formal, Minerva." Sasia hugged her, "Please forgive me for not coming to attend your inauguration ceremony as principal. There are too many things. I hope it's not too late to say congratulations now."

 “Of course…” said Professor McGonagall.

To be honest, she was so confused during the inauguration ceremony that she didn't even notice who was sitting underneath.

Two witches, who are equally tall and thin, and have serious expressions, stand together, looking very much like two older sisters.

"Welcome, Pegasus..." Dumbledore also walked over, "I'm surprised to see you somewhere other than St. Mungo's."

 “Long time no see, Albus.” Sasia nodded.

After a brief greeting, she turned her gaze to the door and frowned again as she looked at Hagrid, who was spinning around in circles.

“Albus, is he also a professor at the school?” Sasia asked doubtfully: “I just thought that his brain seemed to be affected by some kind of magic, but after careful inspection, I found that it was not.

"Is this some kind of ritual at your Hogwarts? Or is it a habit of half-giants?"

Sacia could clearly feel that something was wrong with Hagrid's condition. She moved her fingers. Out of professional instinct, she wanted to study it carefully.

"Ah, just a little trick." Dumbledore said with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, the symbol on the door dimmed instantly.

Hagrid finally stopped and noticed the group of people standing beside him.

 He wanted to say hello, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt something wanted to come out of his stomach.

Hagrid ignored his politeness, covered his mouth, and stumbled into the forbidden forest behind.

 “Ugh!”

The scene is a bit embarrassing.

“Sorry, I made you laugh.” Professor McGonagall glared at Kyle with a sullen face.

Kyle twitched the corners of his mouth and turned his face to the side.

 In fact, he thought of Hagrid who was still outside in the garden, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

Kyle feels that with the physique of a hybrid giant, the alchemical fog shouldn't have much effect on him, but now it seems that the effects of alchemy and magic are two different things.

Sasia looked at the performance of everyone present... Although she still didn't know what happened, she also guessed that it should be related to Kyle.

She raised her head and glanced around, then took out her wand.

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, seven or eight unnamed wild flowers floated into the air and quickly became shriveled, with a few drops of juice melting into a puddle of clear water.

 Then, Sasia picked a few leaves from a sorbus tree, crushed them and mixed them into the water.

Dumbledore was the first to react. He turned a stone into a bottle and caught the water that had changed color.

“Let the half-giant gentleman drink it, it will be good for him,” Sasia said.

 “I have no doubt about that.” Dumbledore smiled.

The most famous potion master in the wizarding world... Even if she said that the things Professor Sprout took away were useful, Dumbledore would not hesitate to give Hagrid a spoonful.

"Please excuse me for a moment." Dumbledore took the bottle and walked in the direction of Hagrid, and said at the same time: "Oh, Minerva, I just remembered that Horace wanted to see you for something, it seems to be about purchasing potion ingredients. things.”

 Of course he could see who Sasia was looking for this time.

 Professor McGonagall reacted a little slowly. After all, she was not very clear about the relationship between Sacia and Kyle.

However, she understood Dumbledore's hint and called Professor Flitwick to return to the castle.

After everyone left, Sasia couldn't help but smile: "Albus is still so considerate."

 “Who says it’s not?” Kyle shrugged, “Dean, when did you come?”

 “An hour ago,” said Sasia.

“Didn’t you write me a letter last night? It happened that the potion needed to be brewed for a while this morning, so I took the time to come over.”

“Then what I mentioned in the letter, about the campus hospital...”

"I have already met Poppy." Sasia said, "Although I cannot cooperate with Hogwarts on behalf of St. Mungo's, I can share part of the potion formula with Hogwarts Campus Hospital on behalf of an individual."

“It has nothing to do with St. Mungo’s, it’s my private potion recipe.” Sasia emphasized again.

Kyle also understands that St. Mungo's must remain neutral, especially under the current situation. The Death Eaters must not want to see St. Mungo's and Hogwarts get too close.

But this is enough, at least he has accomplished what he promised Madam Pomfrey.

Last night, when Dumbledore suggested taking a break and having a midnight snack, Kyle did not stay in the principal's office, but found an excuse to go out.

 He went to the school hospital and made Madam Pomfrey an offer she couldn't refuse... cooperation with Sasia.

It's Sacia, not the Dean of St. Mungo's.

  After all, Kyle was also very aware of St. Mungo's situation and would not make it difficult for her. He did not mention the content of the cooperation, and it was all up to them to discuss it themselves.

Madam Pomfrey agreed and ran the ticket on the spot. Kyle also wrote a letter in front of her and had it delivered to St. Mungo's by owl.

 If this were not the case, the meeting last night might not have any results until now.

 “Thank you.” Kyle said sincerely.

Sasia raised her eyebrows and said nothing, just looking at him.

“Oops, I almost forgot.” Kyle slapped his forehead, reached into the bag, and took out two bottles, one large and one small. “Don’t worry, your trip will not be in vain.”

"As a thank you..." He handed the larger bottle to Sasia, "This is the blood of the basilisk, almost a pint."

“And this, the basilisk venom.” Kyle pointed to the small bottle that was about the size of his thumb.

“It’s just that there may be some dragon blood mixed in, so it’s not so pure.”

"It doesn't matter, it's a little troublesome, but I have a way to separate them." Sasia looked at the small dark red bottle with an increasingly strange expression.

“But I’m curious as to why dragon’s blood is mixed into the basilisk’s venom…

“No, it’s more appropriate that the dragon’s blood is mixed with venom. At least two-thirds of it is dragon’s blood.”

It’s not like she’s never seen serious basilisk venom before, it’s light yellow, but the one in her hand is completely the color and texture of dragon’s blood, and it’s also the kind that has gone bad.

 Saying two thirds of them is polite.

"It's all the same, it's all the same." Kyle said with a smile, "Dragon blood is quite precious, isn't it? Just think of it as an extra gift from me."

These venoms were extracted from the wounds on the hornets' bodies just now, so they should be reused.

The reason why the Horntail is so quiet and cannot be woken up is because it was poisoned by the Basilisk and fell into a coma.

It can only be said that he is both a foodie and a fun-loving person. If Kyle hadn't told him in advance that the Basilisk was not allowed to kill the Horntail, it would have been eaten as a midnight snack?

The blood of the basilisk also came from this way. The hornet was a vegetable, but it also left a lot of wounds on the huge body of the basilisk. Just find a few containers and put them under the wounds for a while, which is almost enough.

Sasia twitched her lips.

 Dragon blood can only be said to be expensive. As long as it is something that can be purchased, she will not be short of it. What she needs is materials related to the basilisk.

 Fortunately, the basilisk has enough blood, so the trip is not in vain.

 Sasia put away the two bottles and walked into the cabin at Kyle's invitation.

"I heard that you are going to be a professor at Hogwarts?" She looked at the environment of the wooden house and shook her head.

There are too many windows and the light is too bright. It is not suitable for brewing potions. Just remove the roof and the windows on the left.

But this is where Kyle lives after all, so she can’t say anything.

"Yes." Kyle nodded, "I have offended mysterious people a lot recently. I came to Hogwarts to hide. It happened that the school was looking for someone to replace Professor Babling. I also have a certain knowledge reserve in magic texts. , just caught up.”

Sasia only felt that her throat was a little dry.

 Have you offended the mysterious person too many times?

It was really an eye-opener. It was the first time she heard such a strange reason.

In the entire magical world, it is not that there are no wizards who can offend Voldemort, but most of them only end up with one end...being killed by him using the Death Curse.

The only person who could survive to anger Voldemort was only one and a half wizards.

 Dumbledore is one of the people Voldemort is most afraid of, and this is also well known.

And the savior Harry Potter...he can only be counted as half.

As an experienced witch, Sasia knew very well that it was not Harry Potter who killed Voldemort, but some of Lily Evans' magic that acted on him. The title of savior was more because the Ministry of Magic wanted to quell the panic caused by the Death Eaters as soon as possible, so it took advantage of the situation and settled on the child.

 So what Voldemort really wanted to kill was Lily, but she was already dead, and only Harry Potter was still alive.

 It's just that there is one more person now. Although it is only temporary, it is surprising enough.

 There is also that sentence...a bit too many times.

It seemed that Kyle had done something that she didn't know about, and even it was not a small thing, enough to make Voldemort want to kill him at all costs.

 Could it be the last time in the Gringotts vault... Probably not. Voldemort didn't show up at that time, just a Death Eater.

However, Sasia was not a curious witch, so she did not ask Kyle in detail what he had done, and actively skipped the topic.

"It would be good to be a professor at Hogwarts." She said softly: "Maybe in a few years, you can naturally become the principal."

 “Impossible.” Kyle waved his hand.

"Why, you don't believe it?" Sasia glanced at him, "Don't you think it's a coincidence? Why did Minerva and Albus suddenly agree to give Bathida a day off.

“As far as I know, the headmaster of Hogwarts has a hard rule that you must have been a professor in the school.”

"Maybe that's true, but it's still impossible." Kyle said, his expression was very calm and he didn't show too much excitement.

Maybe Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall really have this idea, but it is just an idea.

 Dumbledore, the greatest of the White Wizards, defeated Grindelwald, Order of Merlin, First Class.

 Professor McGonagall, the most famous master of transfiguration and the conscientious vice-principal.

 But both of them became principals when they were around eighty years old.

Kyle has seen the portraits in the principal's office. All the people who became principals through normal channels are almost the same age.

 He is not yet twenty years old, so early.

In addition, Kyle also knew himself well, and even though he had been a professor in the school for sixty years, he really couldn’t guarantee that he would run away midway...just like Professor Babling.

The professor of the ancient rune class, like the ever-changing magic text, never sticks to a certain pattern. The school's castle cannot contain the free magic text... Anyway, Professor Babling is quite free and independent. He is not teaching. No one can find her in time.

Kyle felt that he needed to learn this excellent tradition.

 The two chatted for a while, and Kyle took Sacia to visit his garden.

Unexpectedly, the dean suffered from occupational disease again and stared straight at the golden horns on both sides of the long-horned dragon's head. His eyes were so hot that the little guy was so scared that he didn't even dare to land.

 What a good thing, the main material of flying potion can also be used to brew fireproof potion, strong potion... It is a priceless treasure in the eyes of any potion master.

  Unfortunately, it’s a bit small.

 The Longhorns is not yet an adult, so the effect of the horns must be doubled.

 Sasia finally gave up on some immature idea and looked away.

But this really frightened Kyle, fearing that Sasia would not be able to hold back and give the Romanian longhorned dragon a haircut with her stick in hand.

 Fortunately, Sasia kept the potion in the crucible in mind and was ready to leave soon. Kyle sent her out of school.

 Before leaving, Sasia gave Kyle a piece of parchment.

“African tree snake skin, unicorn blood, mandrake sap, leech juice, lacewings, **** root, sulfur powder…”

Kyle looked at the various names on it and wondered: "What kind of magic potion is this? Why have I never seen this combination before?"

“A magic potion formula from the Middle Ages, developed by a dark wizard.” Sasia said.

 “Dark wizard?”

“Hmm, have you ever heard of Singer who controls the fire dragon?”

Now Kyle knew.

A well -known person, his own strength, but he has the talent of controlling Huoshong, and he has great ambitions, belongs to Voldemort of that era.

 The fire dragon he commanded caused a lot of trouble to the Ministry of Magic.

However, he did not remain arrogant for long. No matter how difficult the fire dragon is, it is still a magical animal. Just like Antioch holding the Elder Wand, he was not strong enough and was quickly knocked down by the Auror at close range.

 As soon as he died, the threat of the fire dragon was naturally lifted.

　　Afterwards, it became a negative teaching material, reminding every magical animal expert not to go astray.

 “Is this the potion he invented?” Kyle asked.

"Yes." Sasia said, "The function is to increase the power of the fire dragon and the temperature of the dragon flame for a certain period of time. I think you should be able to use it.

“Those dragons of yours are too small. Except for the Horntails, any three or five Death Eaters working together can kill them.”

　　　…”

 “Thank you.” Kyle put away the parchment.

"I just happen to know." Sasia said, "And this kind of potion is not easy to brew, and the materials are very expensive. You need to find a way to do this yourself."

"I know."

"That's good." Sasia walked out of the school gate and said half-jokingly: "Maybe after you become the principal, I will consider coming to Hogwarts to be a potions professor."

"That will have to wait for a while." Kyle shrugged, obviously not very interested in this topic.

 It’s been too long and I’m too lazy to talk.

 …

By the time Kyle returned to the cabin, Dumbledore was already chatting with Hagrid in the garden.

"I really didn't expect you to call Sacia here." Dumbledore looked at him and blinked, "That's why Bobby changed his mind."

“Well, the dean promised to provide some of the private potion formula.”

"No wonder," Dumbledore said, "I didn't expect that your reputation is quite big...well, bigger than mine. At least Sasia won't go to Hogwarts because of me. It's me who went to find her." ”

“It’s not me, it’s the basilisk’s pride.” Kyle said with a smile: “After all, I am the only one who can provide the basilisk’s blood and venom. She seems to value this very much.”

 “Strong potion,” Dumbledore said suddenly.

"What?"

“A potion that can protect against curses has just been researched recently.” Dumbledore explained: “It has a similar effect to armor protection, but it can last for a long time, and is especially effective against dark magic.”

"Invented by Dean Sasia?" Kyle said in surprise. This is already another form of defense potion. If you drink one bottle during battle, you can resist two more stun spells.

 “If I had known earlier, I would have given a little more basilisk blood.” Kyle regretted a little.

 The basilisk is so big that it can drain another five pints of blood.

"It doesn't matter." Dumbledore shook his head. "The main ingredients of the strong potion are not only the blood of the basilisk, but also the nails of the five-legged monster, which are also rare."

　　　…”

How should I put it, Kyle suddenly felt that his armor was very useful for protecting himself, and there was no need to drink any magic potion.

"By the way, one more thing." Dumbledore continued: "Bathida has left the school. The notice will be posted tomorrow. When the vacation is over, you can officially take over her job. "

 Subconsciously, Kyle thought of what Sasia had said before, but then he shook his head and said, "I know."

"I suggest you put the garden thing aside for a while." Dumbledore said. "Being a good professor is completely different from learning the knowledge. You'd better prepare in advance."

"I will," Kyle said, "but Director Dumbledore, I have an idea..."

 School manager?

Hearing Kyle's name, Dumbledore became nervous for no reason... It was definitely not a good thing for Kyle to be so polite.

"Let's talk about it." He said cautiously: "But you also know that I am only one of the twelve school directors, and I am still relatively junior and have little say.

"You should have seen before that my words are not even as effective as Minerva's."

"Don't worry, it's just a small thing." Kyle said: "As a new professor, I think it's not too much to rearrange the course schedule."

 …

 (End of this chapter)