Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 192 Hostage Rescue Operation (Part )

Brewing potions is a delicate job.

A little carelessness and a few mistakes in operation may lead to very dangerous results.

If you don’t believe it, you can refer to Neville.

In Snape's Potions class, if he hadn't always been assigned to a group with Bourne and only made potions that were only at the level of a first-year wizard, this kid would have made a lot of trouble.

For example, while making an acne potion, he almost put porcupine quills into the cauldron before it was removed from the flame.

As a result, he and the little wizards around him will all turn into sprouted "little potatoes" - with a lot of green abscesses growing all over his body - and the effect is no less than being beaten. A "fire-roasting" attack, and it was also a group attack.

It can be seen that after the inheritance and development of potion masters from generation to generation, modern wizards pursue refinement, controllability, and process when learning potions. This is actually quite reasonable and has practical significance.

Wizards who have received formal magic education will never be like those old hags: using a large pot without any measurement marks as a professional crucible for brewing potions; without using a measuring device to measure the quality, they will just grab the raw materials and throw them away. In the pot; just get a fireplace and start boiling.

Their operation would not allow them to graduate normally from any magic school, as long as the Potions professor was not blind.

The reason why these old hags dare to be so bold, to put it bluntly, is because they rely on their own bloodline talent.

Dominatrix is ​​very good at brewing potions.

This is because they can use some means to turn their blood into a magic material, and this magic material can make most other potion materials docile - it is equivalent to a stabilizer.

As long as there are no major problems with the ingredients and proportions, dominatrixes can usually successfully brew the potion they need.

However, it is precisely because of this talent, coupled with some of their barbaric customs many years ago (including but not limited to cannibalism and robbing human males for reproduction), that the dominatrix has always been a wizard in ancient times. of hunting objects.

Later, until the dominatrix reform committee was formed, they changed their habits to appear more civilized.

In addition, the "old hag" (that is, the hybrid descendant of a wizard and a hag) gradually replaced the hag and slowly lurked among the wizards. This allowed the hag to gradually reach the standard of "humanity" recognized by the Ministry of Magic. , and not be classified as "beasts".

The "incremental" change strategy of the Dominatrix Reform Committee was quite successful in the long run.

If it hadn't been for a change like Bourne's, the senior management of the British Ministry of Magic and even the throne of the Minister of Magic, maybe the descendants of these old hags of the hag family would be qualified to sit on it.

But what if is what if.
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Mrs. Zabini looked with satisfaction at the cauldron where the potion was being boiled, and at the group of hostages tied up with ropes.

"Although we have encountered some twists and turns recently, we finally succeeded in grasping Dumbledore's trump card. And as long as the White Devil is unable to use his own strength to kill everyone, the committee will not fail in its success."

Despite being in adversity, Mrs. Zabini still has relatively optimistic expectations for the future, because she feels that this wave of "the advantage is mine."

What she has to do now is to use "Veritaserum" to get some information she needs from Harry Potter before the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore react.

It doesn’t need to be comprehensive, just enough to allow her to convince Fudge and let the current Minister of Magic see hope of overcoming the mountain that is weighing on his head.

"I'm going to write a letter to a reporter from the Daily Prophet later...

No, I need to meet those people in person.

Those hyena-like guys will definitely be interested in the game between the White Devil and the Dark Lord.

After pulling them off, Dumbledore probably wouldn't dare to retaliate openly against the committee in a big way. "

It turned out that she blamed Dumbledore for both the accident at the auction and the subsequent bombing of the seaside estate.

In Mrs. Zabini's view, only a wizard as powerful as Dumbledore could carry out such a precise and terrifying blow to the committee.

She kept muttering in her heart: "Hurry up and cook the potion in the pot, and the little wizard wants to drink the Veritaserum while it's hot!"
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"That sucks," Dudley muttered under his breath.

He was now tied with a rope to a chair at the dining table, facing a little boy with dark brown skin, who was munching on ice cream taken out of the refrigerator—it was originally his personal dessert.

If his cousin had dared to do this in the past, Dudley promised that he would let Harry Potter join him for a gentleman's fistfight.

Of course, that was in the past, and he actually doesn't dare to do that now.

Because last year he saw what a wizard was and what magic was, and he went to the hospital to cut off the pig tail that had grown out of his tail vertebrae.

Moreover, as a child, he knew that the giant named Hagrid was a wizard. Is it possible that wizards would be like this when they grow up?
You know, Dudley used to rely on his physical strength to bully Harry Potter.

But in a few years, will his little cousin come to him for an explanation?

It's quite exciting to think about this kind of thing...

For this reason, Dudley suffered from insomnia at a young age and had to bear a burden that he should not bear at this age.

And today, Dudley's burden was even heavier, because a group of wizards came to his house today.

Although he learned from this that not all wizards could grow up to be like Hagrid, these guys were much more ruthless than Harry and Hagrid.

He witnessed the whole process of Harry's curse showdown with these people. His cousin seemed to have gained a bit of an advantage first (except for your high score on weapons), and then he was frightened by the venomous snake summoned by another young wizard and made a strange scream (parseltongue). Finally, Harry was beaten by several The old witches all used magic to knock her down.

Even if those people were not practicing witchcraft and were old enough to attack a child together, the result could not be changed.

As soon as Harry Potter was put down, those vicious witches captured the three Dursleys and the two guests they invited.

Even though Vernon Dursley and Mr. Mason had the "tonnage" advantage, the witches still waved the sticks in their hands and made them unable to move.

It was because Dudley was not old that he was just tied to a chair with a rope, otherwise he might have been cursed.

The person responsible for watching over him was Blaise Zabini, who was temporarily unable to help him.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Blaise Zabini was eating ice cream when he suddenly raised his head and looked at the little fat guy across the dining table.

He enjoys bullying others.

As expected, Dudley lived up to his expectations. The little chubby guy was so frightened that his legs couldn't help but tighten tightly. He was so frightened that he didn't urinate on the spot.

"I, I, I..."

Dudley stuttered several times, swallowed again, and then spoke again: "...Do you want something to drink? If you just eat ice cream, it is nutty and vanilla flavored, and your mouth may feel greasy. .”

Blaise Zabini raised his eyebrows, then snorted from his nose. Dudley quickly explained: "It's on the floor below the refrigerator. It's a refrigerator compartment, not a freezer compartment. There's my favorite carbonated drink in it...it's full of gas."

Perhaps because of his young age, or perhaps because the Muggle child in front of him didn't dare to lie to him, Blaise actually took out a large bottle of drink from the refrigerator.

Although he had never drunk Muggle drinks before, the packaging of drinks was similar all over the world. Blaise unscrewed the bottle cap in a few clicks.

Tons, tons, tons…

After taking a sip of the carbonated drink, Blaise smacked his lips and said, "The taste is just average, just a little better than butter beer..."

Before he could say "a little", Blaise Zabini had to shut his mouth quickly. Because he felt a "mysterious breath" flowing in his body, and soon he began to hiccup uncontrollably.

And this is actually just the beginning.

Eat lots of ice cream + guzzle soda = become Splatoon.

Soon, Blaise Zabini didn't care about the chubby little Dudley who was tied to the stool, and ran directly to the toilet while holding his stomach.

Seeing this scene, Dudley couldn't help but feel surprise on his face.

He had just followed the guidance of others and deceived Blaise Zabini.

Just as Zabini was questioning him, a pot of peas floated up and formed a text: [Let him drink carbonated drinks, and I will find a way to save you]

"Harry Potter, is that you?" Dudley asked in a low voice, "Hurry up and untie the rope from me."

With a soft "pop" sound, the rope tied to his body was untied, and the peas formed some new words.

[Hide in the closet under the stairs. 】

【quick! ! ! 】

The peas even thoughtfully formed an arrow logo for him!
But even so, the answer Dudley expected from Harry Potter still didn't come.

This is because Harry Potter was still "petrified" and trapped in the living room of his house, and the "good Samaritan" who helped him escape from the custody of Blaise Zabini was actually one of Harry Potter's A passionate fan.

"Dobby, you can do this."

Dobby, the house elf, hid his figure and clenched his fists hard to cheer himself up.

Although, the behavior that just caused Blaise Zabini to have diarrhea was, strictly speaking, something that went beyond the code of conduct for house elves.

But he neither used magic nor poison, and even the specific steps were completed by Dudley, a Muggle kid...

It's not totally unacceptable.

What's more, he did this entirely to save Harry Potter! Thinking of this, Dobby strengthened his confidence.

Blaise Zabini's transformation into Splatoon did cause some minor troubles, and even Mrs. Zabini left the living room to go and see for herself what had happened to her precious son.

Except for an old hag who was stirring a cauldron by the fireplace, only one person was left guarding the five hostages, including Harry Potter.

The invisible Dobby tiptoed behind these five people. He stretched out his slender fingers and touched everyone as much as possible.

As long as he touches them, he can apparate with these people.

Even if you can't move very far with five people in one breath, as long as you leave this dangerous area, you will at least be safe for the time being.

Then, he could apparate directly into the closet and rescue the child from Harry Potter's aunt's house.

However, he only has one chance.

Because when he takes others to apparate, he will inevitably lose the effect of the disembodiment curse and be exposed to the eyes of the old hags.

So Dobby must try to avoid it. He carefully touched Harry Potter and the others, and then...

The bursting sound of bubbles caused by the Apparition suddenly attracted the attention of the old hag who stayed behind to guard the hostages. An elf with big ears like a bat came into her eyes.

But Dobby was also surprised that his apparation did not take effect.

"How could this happen? How could it happen?"

"Stupy——"

The old hag wanted to cast a spell on the panicked Dobby, but her spell was only half-sentenced when Bourne took action.

The all-petrification spell directly bombarded the guard, just like Harry's Expelliarmus, and Bourne's all-petrification spell also had an additional chain lightning effect.

Lightning with arcs of light bounced off the only two old hags in the living room, instantly causing green smoke to appear from their hair and mouths.

Everything along this path was petrified, and it was almost impossible to take away the two old hags in one wave.

In the end, they couldn't stand it any longer, so they turned into their true colors and turned back into real old hags.

They inherited the bloodline of the hags and yakshas, ​​and had ugly and shriveled bodies. The tallest among them could even compete with the "little earth jar" among the trolls.

Each of them has a hooked nose, many acne and pimples on their face, and their sharp teeth and nails are enough to prove that this is a race that is not easy to mess with.

But in fact, these two old hags have been electrocuted to the point of being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The reason why they are now arrogant and arrogant is just because of the secretion of adrenaline hormones.

At this moment, with the sound of hurried footsteps, three Aurors with iron armor spells on their bodies and Mr. Weasley who followed voluntarily rushed into the room.

"No, it's two hags who are going crazy! Be careful with their curses and poisons."

Tonks immediately warned when she saw the monster in the living room with its teeth and claws. However, none of the wizards present needed her reminder.

"Hurry up and capture them! The Floo Network and Apparition are banned in this area. They can't escape. Be careful if they break the pot."

Kingsley Shacklebolt handed the two monsters in the living room and his back to his companions, while he stared at the stairs.

(End of this chapter)