Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 168 Traces of Alchemy
"Konglong banglang..."

The violent collision that was imagined did not occur, and the wall made of bricks was not as hard as imagined.

Those bricks were not even plastered and glued together, but were just randomly placed into the shape of a wall.

Because the "blue turbans" who were responsible for building this wall originally thought that the role of this wall was nothing more than to cover up the abandoned tunnel.

It's just a show.

This saves Mr. Zabini, his boss, from the garden behind the shop, where he can see the dark entrance to the tunnel and find it unsightly.

However, it was precisely because of their laziness that the three Weasley brothers were spared a "catastrophe" today.

But this does not mean that they did not encounter other troubles. After collapsing the wall that was more symbolic than practical, the magic car drove into the garden of Mr. Zabini.

Its tires ran over some precious flowers, knocked some ancient Greek-style marble sculptures topsy-turvy, and finally hit the "gardener" who looked like an Arabian dromedary with the front of the car.

"boom--!"

[Polonaise] The front bumper was dented, and the car was eventually forced to stop. The innocent alchemy camel was knocked to the ground hard, and its four long legs with obvious metal joints were constantly bending and stretching, trying to find a fulcrum to get up from the ground.

Percy held the steering wheel, gasping for breath as he was still in shock. His eyes were fixed on the few pieces of the windshield in front of him.

George turned his head to see how Fred was doing in the back seat, but he happened to see a vine as thick as a baby's arm and with barbs lashing viciously from behind the car.

Plants run over by cars are attacking them!
It was a large area of ​​low shrubs, and some of their branches transformed into the shape of vines. When the bow-shaped branches flicked a little, those thorny vines would whip and sway...those The vines were beating wildly on every part of the car they could reach.

"Ah, be careful—!"

Fred shouted, a twisted vine smashed a big hole into the car door next to George, and countless spikes the size of fingernails pierced the iron sheet outside the door, and the force of the whipping shook only a few pieces of the windshield. Shivering.

"Start the car quickly!"

George reminded his brother loudly, and was so frightened that he wanted to reach out his hand and change the gear lever from neutral to the first/second position.

But at this moment, the plant that was pressed under the magic car gave the car's chassis a vicious "uppercut". The car body shook violently, shaking George hard and knocking him off the roof of the car.

"We're done!" He groaned, covering his head which was knocked out again. But there was a sudden vibration underneath the car - the engine started again.

Percy quickly raised his hand and shifted into reverse gear, and the car swished backwards.

Those poisonous tentacles still wanted to hit them, and they tried their best to use vines to draw towards the car that was quickly escaping. The car's wheels quickly twisted backwards, tearing off all the vines wrapped around them in one breath. The three Weasley brothers could hear the crunching of broken vines.

"Merlin's beard! What a shame!"

George smacked the car door excitedly, and then breathlessly said, "Nice car!"

However, this car's endurance has reached its limit. With three "bang bang bang" sounds, the three car doors popped open almost at the same time. The three Weasley brothers sitting in the car all felt their seats tilt to the side. Before they could figure out what was going on, they were already lying on their backs. On wet ground.

Then, the car stood there with bruises and big holes all over it, steam rising, and its taillights flashing angrily.

What's even more terrible is that the vines with poisonous tentacles are also spreading towards the three of them - without the care of the alchemy camel, and being ravaged by a car, this magical plant has been suppressed and ferocious. Their instincts suddenly exploded, and they were eager to replenish some blood food.

"What is this!"

the twins screamed.

Percy actually recognized the poisonous tentacles. As a top student, even though the fifth-grade summer vacation was only a few days old, he had already fully previewed all the sixth-grade courses. He knew this magical plant that he had only encountered in sixth grade in herbal medicine class.

However, because he has not attended the class yet, he does not yet know the tips Sprout will impart to the students on how to deal with this plant.

Percy could only read a spell based on what was written in the textbook, holding his wand at the poisonous tentacles: "Mobiliarbus (move around)!"

It can only be said that he is indeed the most talented boy in the Weasley family after Bill. In terms of spell casting success rate alone, even compared to most adult wizards, Percy's skills are enough to crush those people.

Even though he had only read about this spell in a book, he successfully made it effective the first time he used it.

A wave of magic rippled away. The poisonous tentacle vines that were spreading towards them immediately turned into a cat whose soft flesh on the back of its neck was lifted, and were lifted off the ground by the power of the curse. Following the guidance of Percy's will, they slowly moved away from him and his two brothers, as if being carried by an invisible hand.

"It's finally a surprise..."

However, just when he was relieved, with a soft "pop" sound, a large "free-range chicken" with a weird mouth suddenly appeared next to Percy. And the apparation of this "free-range chicken" suddenly changed the surrounding magic fluctuations, greatly reducing the effect of the spell Percy had just cast.

The poisonous tentacles cheered again.

However, in an instant, the ferocious energy of these magical plants was suppressed.

There's no other reason: just because here comes a real ruthless person.

"Incendio!"

Bourne shook his wrist, and clusters of flames spurted out from the tip of his wand. In addition, some "transformation" techniques were added when the spell was cast, and the flames turned into flying birds, constantly circling around the three brothers Bourne and Weasley.

If you have more hair, you will be weak to fire, and if you are big, you will be weak to gate.

Although the poisonous tentacles have no hair, as a plant, it is quite reasonable and natural to be afraid of fire.

After a few vines were scorched, this magical plant immediately became well-behaved. They honestly retracted into their flower beds and stopped spreading.

"If you run around again, I will give you to Hagrid when I get back..."

After dealing with the threat in front of him, Bourne immediately gave a verbal warning to the ball escape bird that teleported him here from the [Hydra].

"... He not only has a cauldron at home that is suitable for your size, but also likes to try cross-species breeding experiments between different magical animals."

This cute ball escaper was stunned for a moment, and then started pacing in place, looking for bugs to eat, as if nothing happened just now.

He had to do this, because he would probably have to take the ball escaper away later. By then, if it happens again, Bourne may have to be taken to a strange place again.

"So, now I'm at the Burrow? This ball evader has taken me back to Devon?"

(The Burrow of the Weasley family is located outside the village of Ottery St. Catchpole, which is located in Devon, along the River Otter.)
Looking at Percy, George and Weasley appearing in front of him, Bourne scratched his hair and asked in disbelief.

"Where is Ron? Isn't he playing with you?"

He pointed at the [Polonaise] not far away that looked like it had just entered a scrap car treatment plant and had been scrapped.

Bourne remembered that the Weasley family had such a magical car that could fly, but he had no memory of the specific make and model of the car.

"Hey, Bourne..."

Percy was about to speak, but his two living brothers looked at each other and immediately interrupted what he was about to say.

George said loudly, "Yes, that's right," and Fred said simply, "Welcome to the Burrow."

Seeing the "sincere" smiles on the twins' faces, Bourne immediately saw through their ruse. Isn't it the first day he met the Weasley brothers?

Sure enough, after witnessing the twins telling lies with their eyes open, Percy immediately glared angrily at the two disturbing brothers.

"Shut up, both of you."

Percy said viciously.

Then, he took out the letter from Bourne that he had received a few hours ago from his trouser pocket.

"This is what happened..."

After speaking briefly and concisely, Percy explained the cause and effect of the matter, and then he immediately asked Bourne several questions.

"So, where is this place?

Is it the hotel Professor Slughorn rented in the Pillars of Hercules shopping street?
Also, what's up with those poisonous tentacles?

I remember that even the seeds of this plant are strictly managed by the Ministry of Magic around the world, and private planting and cultivation are not allowed.

Finally, and most importantly - what's going on over there with Penello, where is she now? "

As he spoke, Percy looked around, but unfortunately the person he wanted to see was not here at all.

In fact, in this garden planted with poisonous tentacles, except for the few little wizards present, there is no fifth person at all at this time... not even a shadow.

Faced with Percy's question, Bourne could only tell the truth: "I don't know either..."

However, by chance, he happened to see the metal camel not far away that was trying to get up, and Bourne immediately had an idea.

"…But it should know."

He stretched out his hand and waved to the camel, and his spiritual power suddenly activated, lifting this metal creation that was much heavier than an ordinary camel.

Suddenly he flew to Bourne.

"Be patient, I'll do it quickly."

When the camel wasn't paying attention, Bourne reached out and took out the chain sword from the deformed lizard's wallet.

Then, with a "disembowelment", Bourne opened the ground glass belly of the alchemical creature and took out a component from its belly.

This appears to be a heart made of red crystal.

But it only "seems".

Byrne twisted his hands, and the red crystal shell split into two pieces, revealing a pocket watch. Every time the second hand above rotates half a circle, the pocket watch will vibrate on time, as if it is imitating the beating of a heart.

"It shouldn't be this."

Bourne reached out again and took out an ivory-white intestine from the camel's belly. This was a tube made of bone china, which contained spikes and fibrous tissue that had not been completely digested.

"Made a mistake, come again."

This time, Bourne finally found what he was looking for. It was a piece of brown crystal, carved into the shape of a liver, but it was solid inside.

"Je pense, donc je suis."

(Cogito ergo sum.)
Bourne spoke a secret text in French, and then the crystal turned into a parchment roll with a lot of content densely written on it:
Transaction records, customer needs, work parameters, maintenance instructions, work logs...

"I knew that was the case."

Byrne got it right.

As soon as he saw this camel golem made by alchemy, he saw a strong "Nicholas Flamel" style from it.

When making alchemical works, only Nico Flamel, who is not short of money, would use so many high-premium materials to pile up some functions that can be realized with other more practical design styles——

For example, what's the use of an alchemical camel golem with those gem crystals as guts? It's actually no problem to install cheaper metal or glass.

For another example, if you want it to move, do you have to use a "leg-shaped" design? Not to mention placing it in the garden, this thing is really put in the desert. Aren't the wheels more convenient than the limbs?
And Bourne received a Christmas gift from Nicolas Flamel, which contained alchemy study notes from the old gentleman's time as an apprentice. Bourne had read the notebook many times, and naturally knew that since his youth, Nico Flamel would add such a mark to record the status of the item in every alchemical product he made. document.

This kind of document can be used not only to prevent counterfeiting, but also to facilitate the repair of alchemical products after problems occur. Even though Nico Flamel later created the [Philosopher's Stone], so he was not short of money at all and rarely sold his alchemy products, as long as he made the works again, he still retained his previous habits.

This is really a good habit.

Of course, it would have been better if Nico Flamel had produced a document that was not just in French.

Although there were four people present, excluding the twins who had no effect at all, Bourne could only understand about one-third of the content on this parchment even by dragging Percy along.

"...The records above show that this [Camel Weeder] - as it should be called - was originally made by Mr. Nico Flamel for a public welfare organization due to previous friendships. Later, the organization He gave it to Zabini...Why is this name familiar to me?"

Percy asked curiously.

"Zabini? Wasn't he the new first-year Slytherin last year? He is the only son of Mrs. Zabini, whose six husbands have died."

Fred said nonchalantly.

"That little wizard is probably related to this [Zabini], because this surname is not very common, and there should not be many Zabinis in the magic world."

George added.

Percy nodded, agreeing with the twins' statement.

Most of the contents at the back of that document were [Camel Weeder]'s work log for managing poisonous tentacles. Only the last paragraph was written. It suffered a collision today and suffered "heart-breaking"... and it had just sent a message to the police. Its owner issued a warning.

"So, the owner of this thing is coming soon?" Fred looked around and asked, "How do you think they will ask us to compensate for his losses?"

"That wall, this flowerbed, even those poisonous tentacles are actually okay." George was also a little worried, "The key is, Bourne, you are sure to repair this alchemy camel and take it out of its belly. Should the parts be put back together? After all, this is a complex alchemical product - and ordinary repair spells seem to have no effect on this kind of thing - if there is no way to repair it, then you will have to lose money."

Bourne shook his head, "No need to compensate."

He had already seen the people who had received the warning running out of a building in the distance.

These people have one characteristic in common:

They all wore blue turbans.

(End of this chapter)