Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 502 Strange Krum and the Potion 'Dark Wizard'

Harry had never met anyone so inconsistent.

Even when he attacked others with heavy blows, Snape, who was submissive to Harry, always maintained his good quality of having a sharp tongue.

But Krum, who initially appeared to be gloomy and taciturn, turned out to be so talkative.

The ice cream seemed to have unleashed some potential in him, making him eloquent and talkative.

After finishing the ice cream, he returned to being shy and cold as he was when we first met.

Completely different person from before.

This is bad.

When Harry and the others were listening attentively and even Draco couldn't help but let go of his reserve and wanted to take out his notebook to write down Krum's words, Krum stopped talking again.

It's better to shut up.

Isn't he waiting for ice cream? Just look at the owner Florin.

But Krum refused to do that. He kept staring at Harry and the others.

It seems that flowers can be seen.

What's worse is that he has a poker face and you can't tell whether he's happy or angry at all.

Draco on the side was speechless.

He felt that he was quite outrageous.

How can you think of this guy as a scheming person?

Judging from Krum's appearance, it might be better to say that he wanted to eat a few more cups of ice cream, then run away and let Harry and the others pay the bill.

Ron actually enjoyed the look in Krum's eyes.

He even felt that the feeling of being stared at by his idol was better than when he kissed Lavender.

So much so that his eyes became more and more strange.

Ginny kept looking at Harry to ease the embarrassment.

No matter how strange Krum's behavior was, it was nothing to her.

Krum, who was considered the social leader by everyone, was also experiencing turbulent waves in his heart at this moment.

The guy opposite him who claimed to be his fan kept staring at him with furry eyes.

To make matters worse, he now remembered the news he had seen in an old edition of the Daily Prophet when he was interested in learning more about Harry Potter.

Damn!

Merlin's beard!
This guy's name is Ron Weasley!

He - likes - men!
Krum had to pretend to be calm.

"Hey! Ice cream is here!" Florin waved his wand, and freshly baked blueberry orange jam ice cream flew in front of Krum.

Except for Ron, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Um, Krum, who is that person you are talking about?" Harry asked hurriedly.

"That person?" Krum took a bite of ice cream.

The coldness of the ice cream and Harry's words brought him back to the state of mind in which he had just complained about Durmstrang.

At this point, even if Ron took off all his clothes and danced ballet in front of him, he probably wouldn't be surprised.

"His name is Grindelwald."

"He killed many people in our country, my grandfather was one of them."

"Of course, he's never had much power in this country, and they say he's afraid of Dumbledore -"

"Well said, look at his final end!"

"But, the recent competition——"

"I think I was wrong. I saw with my own eyes that man and Dumbledore hugged each other warmly." "Although Dumbledore looked repulsive, he still accepted it!"

"Dumbledore accepted!"

"How can this be possible? He is the greatest white wizard and the person Grindelwald fears the most!"

"If even he——" "Who else——"

"Manager! Give me another ice cream, the same as before!" Krum turned to look at the manager, tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

Harry and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

That Dumbledore was doing this for the greater good - to kill Voldemort?

They were afraid that Krum would immediately change his attitude as soon as they said this.

"Harry, here I come!" Under the excited gaze of everyone, the hero Neville appeared!

On the other side, there were clouds ten thousand meters above Smith Castle.

Ryan lay on his side in a white cloud, holding a 93 iced Coke in his hand, his eyes half closed, and he read:

"Sequence Nine Magic Potion 'Dark Wizard': The user will have an extraordinary adaptability to the dark arts, a naturally evil mind, and be proficient in hundreds of evil spells, poison spells, and curses. The user can easily learn all kinds of dark magic, and there is no dark magic that is impossible to learn."

As he finished speaking, a little black-haired girl with a doll-like hairstyle stuck her head out from behind him: "What are you talking about, little brat? There is no such magic potion in the world."

This is Kate. Fleur and Penelope are both very moved and refuse to drink and have fun on the white clouds ten thousand meters above.

Only Kate has the guts to do this.

Ryan seemed to have expected Kate to post something. He took a sip of Coke and poured the ice cubes into his mouth. He started to chew them. “Didn’t you see the raw materials of this potion recently?”

Kate frowned, then slapped the thick dragon leather book that she had placed aside and said, "The Dark Shadow of the Mirror World?"

"Bingo!" Ryan snapped his fingers, and the sea of ​​clouds not far away suddenly rolled up, leaving only a round hole.

The scene in it was playing after Harry fainted in the boiler room.

The invisible and intangible ocean of magic power turned into boiling red magma that gushed out from the boiler. The fainted Harry Potter and the red-skinned imp were like two small boats wandering in the magma sea.

The scar on Harry Potter's left forehead seemed to absorb all the temperature given to this fragile body by the surrounding magma. It turned red and then the lightning-shaped scar suddenly cracked.

Its edges and corners turned into snow-white, sharp animal fangs.

The snow-white skull and milky white brain were no longer visible at the crack, only a long blood-red tongue dancing between the animal's fangs.

The red baby began to melt in the equally red ocean.

Like ice melting into scalding hot water.

The red of the magma turned into the green of moss as the baby merged into it.

The bubbles that were surging up gradually disappeared.

The bloody mouth on Harry's forehead began to open and close, and the surrounding green liquid was slowly absorbed by it.

As the green liquid slowly disappeared, the animal teeth and long tongue on the forehead also disappeared.

In the end, only the boiler room was left intact and Harry Potter, half of whose face had turned into a red beast mask.

Ryan waved his hand above the clouds, and the sea of ​​clouds closed again, and the picture disappeared.

"'Magma' plus that little red monster is the 'dark wizard' potion you mentioned?" Kate also took a sip of 93 Coke to calm herself down.

"I thought you were complaining about the mouth on Harry's forehead." Ryan rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Then he continued, “Of course.

Fake potion: requires herbs, insect corpses, animal livers, cauldrons to boil, and wands to stir.

Real potions: magical evolution, guided by memory and emotions."

"The scar on Potter's forehead was left by that ugly Voldemort. I wouldn't be surprised even if it turned into an excretory organ of a human." Kate used the black dragon leather book as a pillow, then lay down again and continued with Ryan's first words.

"Also, your technique cannot be promoted at all. I'm afraid no one else can do it except you." Kate curled her lips.

(End of this chapter)