Fox Demon: God rewards hard work, I will eventually master martial arts and become a god

Chapter 232 Appears, World Wanderer

With Voldemort as his goal, Harry Potter became even more diligent in his training.

But correspondingly, the training given by Lin Yu became more difficult.

Just like in terms of physical training, although Gryffindor has not won the championship yet.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is basically no difference between this and winning the championship.

Because Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, who are in second place, now have a score of almost 200 points.

And even though he was able to rank second, one can only imagine what the scores of other colleges were.

The gap in between is no longer something that can be caught up.

Simply looking at it can make you despair.

Not to mention that Harry Potter behaved so domineeringly on the Quidditch field.

One ball for one child makes absolutely no sense.

It has basically been confirmed that Gryffindor is the winner this time.

So this also led to the fact that some of the privileges that Professor McGonagall had promised him before could be realized more or less in advance.

For example, more cruel methods of body training.

"Mr. Potter, are you sure you need these things for your practice?"

After seeing the list given by Harry Potter, Professor McGonagall in the office frowned and said in surprise.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall, I really need these things to assist my practice now."

Harry Potter nodded and said without hesitation.

"But many of these things are very dangerous. They are raw materials used to make destructive potions, you."

"Thank you Professor McGonagall for your concern, but I understand in my heart,"

"And I will use it properly under the supervision of Professor Sprout."

Regarding the use of these things, Professor McGonagall has another requirement, which is that they must be used under the supervision of professionals.

Regarding this, she was initially prepared to ask Professor Snape for help.

But Harry Potter decisively rejected it.

Compared to Snape, a guy who has a personal vendetta against his father.

Obviously Professor Sprout is more suitable.

"If that's the case, then I won't say anything more."

"It's just Mr. Potter, I hope you still put your studies first and don't put the cart before the horse."

Leaving Professor McGonagall, Harry Potter felt nervous and looking forward to it.

Nervousness is not knowing what kind of torture you are about to suffer, and anticipation is how much you will improve under such torture.

Jogging all the way, I came to the place where I usually have herbal medicine classes.

Here, Professor Sprout has been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Potter, as your teacher, I really don't recommend that you come into contact with these things."

"These things are very dangerous. Even if I want to use them, I have to take all kinds of protective measures carefully."

Seeing Harry Potter, Professor Sprout spoke earnestly.

Like Professor McGonagall, she obviously found it inappropriate for Harry Potter to be exposed to such things.

"Professor Sprout, thank you for your concern, but I did not come up with the idea on a whim."

Harry Potter shook his head and said seriously.

"In that case, then I will help you handle it, and you can also watch and learn how to handle these herbs safely."

Professor Sprout said helplessly, and began to help Harry extract what he needed from these herbs according to what Harry Potter said.

After about two hours, there were many more bottles and cans in the empty classroom.

The air in the classroom also became a little turbid.

There was a strange smell permeating the air.

"Mr. Potter, the raw materials you need have been processed. Did you understand the steps just now?"

"See clearly Professor Sprout."

Harry Potter nodded and said thanks.

"What next? What are you going to do with these dangerous things?"

At this point, Professor Sprout was also a little curious, wondering how these things could be used in practice.

"Of course it's prepared."

Harry Potter said with a smile.

In front of Professor Sprout, he began to use the various extracted essences to prepare the medicine he needed.

Of course, Harry Potter did not come up with these proportions.

It was arrived at by Lin Yu after simple pharmacological research and deduction.

This proportion of liquid medicine can temper Harry Potter's body to the greatest extent, but it will not really damage his muscles or bones or even damage his roots.

Able to maximize the potential of the human body.

Professor Sprout looked at Harry Potter mixing the potion with confusion on his face, and his expression changed from incomprehensible at first to gradually becoming confused.

Because she began to discover that Harry Potter's seemingly random mixture actually contained patterns.

Although the prepared potions still don't look like they can be used normally, some of the ratios are eye-catching.

After a while, after Harry Potter carefully prepared the potion according to Lin Yu's instructions, Lin Yu's voice rang out.

'Go and prepare the water-tank, and light the fire. '

Harry Potter nodded and borrowed what he needed from Professor Sprout using local materials.

Then, under her gaze, the things that had just been prepared were mixed with water and poured into the large vat.

"Do these potions still need to be boiled before they can be formed?"

Professor Sprout said curiously, while thinking hard about how some of the ingredients would react after being cooked to a high degree.

Watching the water in the big tank begin to bubble gurglingly.

Harry Potter swallowed, his face also full of nervousness.

"No, it doesn't need to be boiled to be effective."

"But now I'm going in."

"what?"

Professor Sprout thought he had heard wrongly.

She looked at the big boiling vat in front of her and was stunned.

"Are you kidding, Mr. Potter?"

"No, Professor Sprout, although I really want to answer you this way, at this point, entering the tank is the training method I need."

With that said Harry Potter began to take off his clothes.

"Wait Mr. Potter, I think you are joking."

"Not to mention that the potion you just prepared contains many corrosive effects. The boiling water alone is not something that humans can enter."

Professor Sprout said, preparing to stop Harry Potter's thoughts.

"Sorry, Professor Sprout." Harry Potter shrugged helplessly. It was difficult for him to explain this kind of thing.

It's impossible to say that there is a powerful soul in your head, teaching you what to do, right?

If you can't explain this, you shouldn't be treated like a lunatic.

But thinking about Professor Quirrell's condition, Harry Potter felt that maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

Professor Sprout held the wand and was already preparing to restrain Harry Potter and stop him.

Then at this moment, Lin Yu took action.

An overwhelming coercion enveloped Professor Sprout.

Her movements suddenly stopped.

The whole person was like a sculpture, standing motionless on the spot, even his eyeballs could not move.

In this state, Professor Sprout could only watch Harry Potter hold a straw in his mouth, and then jump into the big vat.

The moment he jumped into the vat, Harry Potter couldn't help but scream.

But he couldn't open his mouth at all. An invisible force sealed his mouth, and together with the straw, it was isolated from the medicine in the vat to prevent it from being corroded.

pain!
It hurts so much!

Not to mention the corrosion caused by the medicine, the scalding boiling water alone is enough to make this experience feel like going to hell.

Even though Harry Potter had been training for a period of time, he still couldn't resist this injury.

Under the heating temperature, the skin quickly turns red and blisters, and then begins to ulcerate.

At this time, the potion also begins to take effect.

The flesh and blood began to corrode rapidly, and the skin and muscles quickly rotted layer by layer until they reached the bones.

Under the influence of the potion, Harry Potter was like a wax statue, his whole body melting rapidly.

Facing this severe pain, Harry Potter subconsciously wanted to escape from the vat, but unfortunately, he couldn't even think about it with Lin Yu by his side.

The invisible force pressed Harry Potter tightly into the vat, leaving him with no possibility of escaping.

The flesh and blood are constantly corroded and regenerated under the influence of the regenerative herbs in the vat.

Corrosion, regeneration, corrosion, regeneration.
The cycle goes on and on, never ending.

Professor Sprout looked at what was happening in the vat in front of him with a look of horror in his eyes.

This was like a hellish scene before her eyes.

Harry Potter was like an unpardonable sinner, suffering this inhumane treatment.

The scarlet muscles, the rotten face, and even the exposed eyes and blood vessels.

Everything looks so terrifying and chilling.

Professor Sprout could not imagine how painful this would be, how excruciating it was.

But now she can't do anything. Not only can she not call for help, she can't leave either.

He could only stand there and watch, watching Harry Potter suffer this torture.

In the water tank, Harry Potter was still struggling painfully.

He really regretted it, why he couldn't think about it so much and promised his master to make the tempering more difficult.

It's fine now. This kind of pain is simply beyond what humans can bear.

Now he wished he could just hit him to death. Compared to living, dying might be easier.

But no matter what he thinks, the status quo cannot be changed.

The whole person is immersed in the medicinal liquid and is constantly tempered.

This process lasted for a full hour.

During this hour, Harry Potter had been suffering like this.

Professor Sprout has been watching from the sidelines. In the entire Herbology classroom, except for the flapping sound of Harry Potter, nothing else can be heard.

And when the potion in the vat and all the potion contained in it were consumed by Harry Potter, the flame went out.

The originally turbid potion became clear after all the potion was used up.

Stay until it's all over.

The power that previously restrained Harry Potter and Professor Sprout finally disappeared.

Harry Potter, who had lost his black hair, was crawling beside the hot vat like a dead dog, panting.

Professor Sprout, who was finally able to move, saw this and rushed over.

Pulled Harry Potter out of the vat.

When he started, Professor Sprout was worried that he might pull Harry Potter's arm off or something if he moved.

Fortunately, such a terrifying thing did not happen.

After leaving the water tank, Harry Potter collapsed directly on the ground.

Fortunately, Lin Yu was very thoughtful, and even his underwear was well preserved for him.

Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing now.

"Thanks, Professor Sprout."

Harry Potter said weakly, this time's tempering was simply unprecedented, it was really uncomfortable.

Compared with this time, the previous tempering was nothing at all, just like child's play.

"Mr. Potter, what happened just now?"

"Or is this all your doing?"

Thinking of the power that had just restrained him, and the terrifying pressure that came with that power, Professor Sprout felt terrified.

Now that she was finally free, she couldn't wait to ask.

Facing Professor Sprout's inquiry, Harry Potter was not prepared to hide anything.

Before that, Lin Yu had already told him how to deal with it.

"No, I didn't do it. How could I have the ability to do such a thing."

Harry Potter shook his head and said, "My master did this, and he is also helping me practice."

"master?"

Although this term is somewhat unfamiliar, Professor Sprout still knows what it means.

She subconsciously looked around, but didn't see even a single figure, so she said hesitantly.

"Your master. Is he with us now?"

"Yes and no, my master is everywhere."

Hearing Harry Potter's somewhat mysterious words, Professor Sprout's expression changed slightly.

Why does this sound like a god?
As a wizard with extraordinary power, he naturally has great faith in more powerful gods or existences in myths and stories.

But now when this is really about to appear in front of me, I still can't help but feel a little afraid.

"Mr. Potter, I think the matter regarding your cultivation needs to be stopped for the time being."

"I want to inform the principal about the specific situation before making a decision."

If it really involves gods or something, it's not a trivial matter.

At least judging from just now, it was definitely not something she could handle.

(End of this chapter)