Hogwarts: My Plants Have Billions Of Evil Points

"Are you still interested in this?" Midgard looked at Leonard in surprise, and said in a serious manner, "The bounty offered by the Ministry of Magic is one thousand Galleons, but I guess I can get six or seven hundred." It’s almost the same, the big heads come from the families who were hurt by Fenrir, some of their family members were bitten by Fenrir and escaped, but many of them missed the treatment time and became werewolves.”

Speaking of this incident, Midgard had a very bad expression on his face, "They once released some bounties through the channel of the dark wizard, and they only need to settle the settlement to get them. The total is about one or two thousand."

"Sounds good," Leonard said.

"You'd better not think too much, this time it's because we were lucky, otherwise the two of us would not be Fenrir's opponents at all, every wizard with a bounty like him is not easy to deal with, you should be honest Go to Hogwarts instead." Midgard warned.

"Don't worry, I won't play with my life," Leonard said. "Let's just order it directly. Don't you want to buy white fresh essence? It's all here."

"This is different from the previous one." Midgard said, looking at the clear white essence on the table.

Seeing Leonard's puzzled eyes, Midgard explained, "I heard from Ziggs that someone was selling white fresh essence with good effect but poor quality, so I bought a bottle."

"It turns out that you bought that bottle." Leonard suddenly realized, "Don't worry, this batch is more effective, and I have improved the process."

"Is that so?" Midgard nodded, "Then follow the agreement, ten Galleons a bottle."

"No, you bought them all from me, of course I'll give you a discount, just five Galleons a bottle." Leonard said generously.

In the future, he may often buy some prohibited magic materials, and Midgard's help is indispensable. Although he has saved Midgard himself, but unilaterally asking for this kind of favor will be exhausted sooner or later, and he will still be full after a meal. Leonard It's still clear.

Hearing Leonard's words, Midgard's expression softened a lot.

"Five Galleons are too few, how about it, eight Galleons." Midgard said.

"No, it's just five gallons. If you don't agree, I won't sell it." Leonard jumped off the chair, making a gesture to take away the white fresh essence.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, five Galleons." Midgard had a dumbfounding expression on his face. "There are five bottles in total, twenty-five Galleons."

She picked out twenty-five Galleons from the pile on the table, put them in a cloth bag and handed them to Leonard, and then took a large cloth bag and filled them with three hundred Galleons and handed them to Leonard.

"And this is the money for the box of materials I promised you. Take it, and I'll ask Marcus to send you back to Diagon Alley later. As for the bounty, I'm sorry, although I really want to share it with you, the injured werewolf is too too much……"

"It's okay, I don't need so much money, but who is Marcus?" Leonard took the bag and asked suspiciously.

"It's the one you plan to knock out, my confidant." Midgard Nunu pointed to the middle-aged man outside the door.

"Well, it seems that I almost offended your confidant, he won't speak ill of me in the future, will he?" Leonard jokingly said.

"No, Markas is a mute. He once went mad and killed his wife and children, and bit off his own tongue after waking up." Midgard said lightly.

A very cruel thing, but Midgard's tone was very flat.

Leonard was silent for a moment, intending to change the topic, "By the way, aren't werewolves very strong in self-healing ability? Why do you still need to buy white fresh essence?"

He noticed just now outside that many werewolf injuries showed signs of recovery, and there was no need for treatment at all.

"The night of the full moon will be in a few days. If you already have injuries on your body, you may not be able to go crazy on the night of the full moon." Midgard said with a sigh.

The atmosphere became heavy again.

Leonard hesitated and asked, "Can the werewolf wizard really lose control of himself on the night of the full moon?"

"Yes, even us werewolf wizards who resist our hearts," Midgard said in a low voice, "this is a curse we cannot escape."

Can't escape? Can't it? Isn't there wolf poison potion?

Leonard frowned slightly, and tried to ask, "Can no potion solve your problems?"

"Why are you asking this?" Midgard looked at Leonard amusedly, "Do you want to be the savior of our werewolves?"

"Just treat me as kind-hearted and don't want others to suffer," Leonard said.

"Come on, kind-hearted people can't kill Fenrir so decisively like you, and want to kill Fenrir, who has a vengeance." Midgard's eyes softened, "I appreciate your kindness, but it's not necessary Wasted too much time for us."

"Maybe I'm a genius? Just tell me if anyone has studied this potion." Leonard said stubbornly.

He is not a savior, and the werewolf group has nothing to do with him. He just thinks that Midgard, who has a better relationship with him, shouldn't suffer.

Seeing Leonard's firm eyes, Midgard smiled unconsciously.

"Okay, stubborn kid." Midgard said helplessly, "I heard that some people are indeed researching the issue of werewolf wizards and developing related potions, but I don't know much about this, so I don't know the details. For the situation, you can ask Giggs, he has a lot of contacts in this area, and he may know something."

"Gigs?" Leonard frowned, "If that's the case, then you should go to him to buy my white essence."

"Why?" Midgard was taken aback.

"He's not an idiot. He won't be unaware if we trade around him. Then I'll be on his blacklist, let alone sniffing out information." Leonard touched his chin. "Sometimes it's like this, you have to give something first if you want to get something."

Who told him not to know the formula of Wolf's Poison?