Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Chapter 463: Dumbledore Enjoys His Life and Fawkes the Phoenix Is Panicked

"Appreciate further details."

"tell me the story."

Les and Rowena both came closer to Helga to see what progress she had made.

"I had a flash of inspiration for an idea a while ago, and now it can basically be realized." Helga's eyes were shining, with a pile of books and drafts around her.

She rummaged through it for a while before she found the steps of the dragon transformation magic that Salazar had written.

"You see, this dragon-transforming magic is similar to the werewolf's wolf poison." Helga poked her fingers on the parchment scroll, obviously very excited.

Rice thought about it and found that it was indeed similar.

Werewolves infect normal people by injecting their own wolf poison into the human body. The wolf poison will take root in the infected person's body and merge with the flesh, making it impossible to remove. When the full moon night comes, under the stimulation of the moonlight, the wolf poison in the infected person's body will completely erupt, turning the normal person into a wolf.

Jack's dragon transformation magic is similar to this. It also involves first injecting a special substance called dragon element into the human body to cause changes in the person's body, and then using external force to stimulate the person to transform into a dragon.

"I originally planned to replicate this so-called 'Dragon Element', but the price it would bring may not be acceptable to the wizards." Rice also expressed his distress.

In Jack's memory, Les had determined that the dragon magic was irreversible. Once injected into the body, it would carry the poison for life, just like a werewolf. It was even contagious, just like a werewolf's wolf poison.

"Of course I won't copy it exactly." Helga gave a mysterious smile, took something out of her arms and handed it to Les.

"Look what this is?"

"Biscuits? No, they're the Weasley brothers' canary biscuits!" Rhys was stunned at first, not understanding what Helga was trying to do. Then he looked carefully and realized that the biscuits she handed over were the prank cookies from the Weasley joke series.

A hint of enlightenment arose in his heart, and he vaguely felt that he seemed to have grasped some key clue.

"You and Rowena are not good at food magic, so it's normal that you can't be inspired." A smug look flashed across Helga's face: "Don't underestimate food magic!"

"How?"

"No way, no way!"

Rice and Rowena spoke up at the same time, saying that they had no intention of underestimating food magic.

"These cookies are really fun to make. Those two Weasley boys are really talented." Since Hufflepuff had never seen Fred and George's pranks, they had a pretty good impression of them. They even felt that they were somewhat compatible with Hufflepuff House.

"This is the same kind of biscuits that I imitated based on the canary biscuits. Would you two like to try some?" Helga took out a box of biscuits and pushed it in front of Les and Ravenclaw.

The two of them probably understood their old friend's intentions, so naturally they had no reason to refuse.

Rice took the cookie box and found that the cookies in the box were carved with various animals. He took a cookie with a snake carved on it, while Rowena took a cookie with an eagle painted on it.

After eating the cookie, Les felt a surge of magic spreading through his limbs. He could interrupt the process, but there was no need.

Letting the magic power flow through his body, Les turned into a snake in a flash, and Rowena next to him turned into an eagle.

interesting!
Feeling the new snake body, Lais had a flash of enlightenment in his mind. A thoughtful look flashed in the eagle eyes of the Ravenclaw next to him. However, when she caught a glimpse of the silver and green snake on the ground, a crack seemed to appear in the dam of reason in her mind.

This fat snake looks so delicious!

Rice shuddered, and suddenly felt a hint of murderous intent from the predator. He subconsciously raised his head, and then met the pair of yellow-orange eagle eyes.

Les:? ? ?
Rowena:…

Les was shocked, while Rowena hurriedly looked away and began to comb the feathers on her wings with her beak. The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Fortunately, this state did not last too long. In less than a minute, the two of them came out of the transformed state.

After returning to human form, Rowena stood aside obediently and showed great interest in her hair: Eh? Why can't I comb this hairstyle properly?
Rice glared at Rowena angrily.

"Ravenclaw, what do you mean?!"

"Ah, well..." Rowena felt guilty, which was rare. Mainly because she was so embarrassed to drool over her old friend just now.

But she was a smart Ravenclaw, and she thought of a perfect trick to resolve the embarrassment in two seconds.

"Helga, your transformation cookies have disadvantages!" Rowena simply said this and turned her criticism towards Helga. She pointed out that Helga's cookies made them have the bestiality of transforming into animals.

Helga raised an eyebrow.

"Then I'll optimize it later, but I think you guys understand what I mean, right?" Helga said a few perfunctorily to Rowena, then brought the topic back to the transformation magic.

"Of course." Les and Rowena answered in unison.

Helga must have wanted the students to transform into powerful magical animals by taking certain kinds of food.

I have to say that this idea is very bold and very difficult to implement.

"So you're planning on making some dragon cookies or something?" Les asked.

"No." To Les's slight surprise, Helga shook her head to deny his guess, and took out a box from her sleeve.

After opening the box, she took out a small potted plant from the box that was cast with a traceless expansion spell.

Helga's potted plant is very similar to the small kumquat potted plants sold in flower and plant shops. A small sapling with a thickness of two fingers has grown in the soil of dragon dung compost, and some golden fruits the size of longans are dotted among the leaves.

Les had seen Helga tinkering with this potted plant in Rowena's mansion before, but he didn't take it seriously because Helga liked to grow all kinds of strange flowers and plants, but obviously this potted plant was different.

"This is my latest research result. You can call it the Transformation Fruit Tree. The fruit it bears can allow people to transform like canary biscuits. This is the result of combining the transformation magic on canary biscuits with the results of my previous research on the Hundred Flavor Fruit Tree." Helga's tone was full of pride.

Les and Rowena's eyes suddenly widened.

They had heard Helga mention the concept of the Hundred Flavors Fruit Tree before. She wanted to cultivate a fruit tree that would produce fruits with a variety of flavors, such as orange, tangerine, apple, lemon, and even fish, poultry, and animal meat. She actually created this magical "dark cuisine" fruit tree.

As long as you pour juice or animal blood under the fruit tree at regular intervals, the fruit on the tree will change. For example, if you pour orange juice, the fruit on the tree will change to taste like orange, and if you pour cow blood, the fruit on the tree will change to have the texture of beef.

The prerequisite is that the interval must be long enough, otherwise it is very likely to produce hybrid fruits.

Now if this technology is used in transformation magic...

Les and Rowena's eyes suddenly changed when they looked at the sapling.

Helga understood the looks in her friends' eyes, and she became even happier.

"Yes, we just need to water the roots of the tree with the blood of magical animals, and then we can make the tree bear corresponding fruits. When you eat the fruits, the corresponding animal elements will be introduced into the body. When the opportunity comes, a traction can complete the transformation." Helga explained her ideas about transformation magic to her friends.

"The advantage of doing this is that after completing a transformation, the special substances in the body will be consumed immediately, and the wizard will not turn into a monster like a dragon man or a snake man. The disadvantage is that you can't become anything you want. The wizard who eats the fruit needs to communicate with the fruit tree in advance and choose fruits that are highly compatible with him. In this way, the rejection reaction caused by the special substances after eating will be relatively weak. It is a bit similar to the process of modern wizards choosing magic wands."

Rowena glanced at Les and said, "Salazar, I remember you seem to have a serpent monster?"

"Yes, I'll go get the blood of the snake king right away." Les was a man of action, and he would do what he said. At the same time, he asked Helga to go to Dumbledore to get the phoenix blood, and Rowena to go outside to order the dragon blood.

Of these three types of blood, dragon blood is the most common and is available on the market. Basilisk blood and phoenix blood can only be obtained from specific wizards.

Fortunately, the few wizards in the world who can provide these two types of blood are all at Hogwarts.

The tasks were assigned and Rowena took Les and Helga out of the room.

After turning a few corners in the winding corridor, she led the two of them to an oil painting of a staircase, and then returned to the hall of the mansion through the painting.

After returning to the lobby on the first floor, the three of them immediately split up.

Rowena went to write a letter to purchase dragon's blood, Les went to the Chamber of Secrets to find his basilisk, and Helga went to the eighth floor of the castle, gave the password and entered Dumbledore's office.

The moment she pushed open the door of the principal's office, Helga vaguely felt as if there was something wrong with her eyes, but when she looked carefully, she found that she was not mistaken: Dumbledore was lying on a recliner, with a puppet on each side of his body giving him a massage.

On Dumbledore's desk, there were several plates of snacks and a cup of black carbonated drink with a wisp of white steam and a slice of lemon stuck in the rim.

Helga:? ? ?

Before she went into seclusion, she had received several orders, including one from Dumbledore, with the doll's life module almost fully configured. At the time, she felt something was a little off, and today it was confirmed!

Seeing that it was Professor White who came in, Dumbledore didn't even bother to open his eyes, but just asked her to sit down.

"Professor White, would you like to try it too? The dolls you made are really good at massaging! They can even make a magic ointment. After applying it, the blood vessels all over the body are unblocked."

Helga:…

She didn't know what to say for a moment, but she felt that Headmaster Dumbledore in front of her seemed to be very relaxed.

"Professor Dumbledore, it's working hours now!" Helga felt that Dumbledore seemed to be going a little too far - they had never enjoyed this in the past!

Not to mention the past, I have never enjoyed it so much even now!
Shouldn't the headmaster of Hogwarts do the hardest work and endure the most hardships? Why is it that Albus enjoys it so much?
Thinking about how she had been studying transformation magic day and night, even using a time-turner, while Dumbledore was in his office eating desserts, drinking iced drinks, and even having a doll giving him a massage, Helga felt unbalanced.

Dumbledore's life was peaceful and quiet because someone was carrying the burden for him!
Dumbledore is from Gryffindor, right? Okay, I, Helga Hufflepuff, will take note of this!

Dumbledore turned over in his recliner, saying that for a Hogwarts "executive" like him, there was no difference between working and leaving get off work. He was on call 24 hours a day, and he was always at work.

Since there is no distinction between get off work and home, it’s okay to enjoy yourself while at work.

Helga took a deep breath, buried all the complicated emotions in her heart, and told Dumbledore her purpose.

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became sharp. With his knowledge, how could he not hear the extraordinaryness of this fruit?
But after a few seconds, the gleam in his eyes disappeared, and he raised his hand and pointed behind the office door, indicating that Professor White could take it himself.

Phoenix Fox was sleeping, and when someone entered the office, it just shook its tail and did not pull its head out of its wings. But when it heard Professor White talking about the "Transformation Fruit", it became alert.

When Helga's true intention was revealed, it immediately raised its head and all the feathers on its body swelled up.

But this could not stop Helga's determination to obtain the phoenix blood.

She quickly stepped forward and cornered Fox.

Fawkes cried anxiously, but Dumbledore seemed to be asleep and did not respond.

With his request for help in vain, Fox could only stare at Helga with his eyes and tap her beak, hoping to dissuade this malicious wizard from leaving.

Helga didn't force it. She took out a black ball of mud from her arms and held it in front of Fox.

A hint of confusion flashed in Fox's watery eyes: You don't think that such an ordinary mud ball can bribe me, do you?
But it soon smelled an unforgettable fragrance from the mud ball.

Fox: 'This thing seems delicious, but this wizard has bad intentions...'

While Fox was struggling, Helga simply pushed the dumpling forward and put it to Fox's mouth.

Fox took a bite subconsciously, and immediately all his guard dropped.

What bad intentions could a grandma have when she can provide such delicious food?

Helga thus successfully obtained the Phoenix blood.

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Here is the update. Good night everyone. I will go write the next chapter. You guys go to bed first.

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