Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 393 Side Effects

Traveling to Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening is just Ryan's daily routine now.

Even for him, it was even more exaggerated.

In his long-lost free time, he possessed the mobility to reach the moon instantly in the physical sense. He could be in Hogwarts in the Scottish Highlands one second and in Paris, France the next.

Physical distance has no value to Ryan. As long as he wants, he can appear anywhere on the earth.

At noon today, Ryan came to the coffee shop NEW EAST, which he had opened opposite the outdoor elevator of the Ministry of Magic, which was also the red telephone booth, in order to study wizards.

Here, he actually met his former research subject again - Finny Dax.

The conversations between Dax and several others in his shop and in the elevator made Ryan realize Grindelwald's deeper meaning.

Why did he kill those young wizards who had just followed Voldemort and had not yet committed any real crime?

After coming to this world, Ryan actually got to know Grindelwald.

He is actually a person who doesn't like killing.

Thus, Nurmengard was created to imprison those who opposed him.

But this time, the style of the past was changed.

Although the answers of the other talented people besides Dax were outrageous, they cannot be said to be unrelated.

Grindelwald's killing this time was all for Dumbledore.

In his eyes, as long as these conservative young people who occupy important positions are around, the existing good changes in the wizarding world will be slowed down or even destroyed by them.

Because he knew Dumbledore was a good man and couldn't bear to do anything cruel.

Grindelwald was unaware of Riddle's existence.

And now, the development of the wizarding world, or the changes in the Ministry of Magic, has indeed changed because of the deaths of those young cancers.

Among the employees of the Ministry of Magic who can be seen to have upward channels, there will be more and more busy people like Xiuyi.

The bloated Ministry of Magic also began to regain new vitality.

"Then I will do more practical work in the future! Now that we don't have to worry about getting into trouble, I feel like I'm back to the time when I just graduated." When they reached the second floor, Dax, who had just parted ways with Wayne and Xiuyi who were going to the fourth floor, had a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Long live Dumbledore!" Dick looked at the sun on the magical ceiling, which was gradually rising.

It was the day before the end of the Christmas holiday. In the Ravenclaw dormitory, Harry was fiddling with a pot of potion, which was bubbling.

As Harry stirred and chanted strange spells, the curry-yellow liquid in the cauldron began to become clear and its color turned silvery white.

"All right!"

"As long as I take it continuously for a hundred days, my blood will be replaced by this potion, and my body will undergo earth-shaking changes." Harry, who still had dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot in his eyelids, was trembling with excitement.

"You really want to drink this?"

"Harry, think about it!"

"It's so much trouble to drink this. You will have to get up at six in the morning, do a ridiculous dance, and recite a long spell without making any mistakes."

"If you are wrong, the time will be postponed and you will have to drink the potion for one more day."

"In the end, at most you will feel better."

"But the problem is, we have Distillery for healing, Extrasensory Charms for perception, and various protective spells for defense. You really don't need these." Ron looked at the pot of potion in front of Harry with disgust.

It might look nice now, like more transparent unicorn blood.

But before that, in addition to some normal potion ingredients, Harry had no idea how many strange and bizarre ingredients were added into it, like fresh slugs, toad livers, and mouse eyes, which were still considered normal in it.

Ron could never have imagined that Harry would dare to drink this stuff, and it was said that it would replace his blood.

"It's more than that." "It will ensure that my body is always in peak condition and will not be tortured by illness."

"My body as a whole will be strengthened, especially my resistance to spells will be enhanced, not to mention my already superhuman reaction speed."

"Ron, is there a better deal than this? Just get up early and drink some potion?" Harry said as he waved his wand.

Silvery white, clear liquid flowed out of the crucible as the wand pulled it, filling the empty bottles in front of Harry.

"very good."

"You don't have to get up at 6 o'clock for the first sip of potion, and you don't need to dance or chant spells." Harry picked up a bottle full of potion in front of him and drank it all.

Very strange.

It's nothing like drinking a liquid.

The moment this potion entered my throat, I felt a chill.

The feeling started from Harry's heart and spread to his limbs and even to the ends of his hair.

"What happened to me just now?" Harry looked at Ron, who was looking at him in astonishment.

“You’re glowing.”

"I thought I was seeing things," Ron stammered.

"Maybe, I think I can do more." Harry shook his head indifferently. He stretched out his fingers and felt that they were much more sensitive.

Harry weighed the wand and twisted his index finger and thumb casually. The wand spun freely at his fingertips and then stayed steadily at his fingertips.

"Merlin's pants!"

"How did you--" Ron exclaimed.

Harry flicked his wrist upwards, the wand slipped from his fingertips, and with a casual movement of his right hand, it reappeared in his hand.

"It seems that the transformation of the body is beginning to show results." Harry smiled. The bottles of potions shining in the sunlight looked like Quidditch champion's trophies.

Now, what could Dudley do to fight him?

"Oh, it looks like you succeeded." A clear voice came from behind Harry. He turned around, but there was no one there.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Ryan was standing in front of him. He was holding a bottle of potion and examining it in the sunlight coming in from the window.

"Ron, is Harry's potion okay?" Ron's throat moved and his face turned pale.

He seemed to be more nervous than Harry, the real person.

"Why would there be a problem?"

"Potions are my forte." Harry waved his hand impatiently.

"very nice."

"But..." Ryan drew out his voice, keeping the audience in suspense.

"But what?" Ron asked quickly.

"But the salamander blood that Harry bought was of such good quality."

"With the advancement of breeding methods, the salamanders of today and those of that era can be considered two different species in terms of appearance." Ryan paused.

When Harry couldn't help but feel a little worried, Ryan said, "But the side effects are not serious. It's similar to the Felixir, which makes people behave a little arrogantly."

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