Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 335 Ten Years of Drinking Ice, Passionate Boy and Girl
However, having agreed to bring so many "people," Cohen will have a lot more extra work to do.

Because there were only two flesh golems, one of which was lent to Voldemort—and now there were three animals that needed new bodies.

Two more bodies are needed, so Cohen will have to create them himself.

For the next few days, Cohen would spend any free time visiting Nicole's alchemy workshop.

"I remember you used the elixir of immortality, didn't you?" the count said, staring at Cohen, who was fiddling with a large, sticky, fleshy substance. "You used it on that damned toilet?"

"correct."

Cohen dripped a few drops of solution onto the meat, and it began to tremble slightly.

Since it's just a disposable body, there's not much effort required, and there's no need to steal lollipops from other Hogwarts students.

"Then how will you recreate a human body?" the Earl asked. "Didn't you say to Voldemort last time..."

“I was obviously lying to him, wasn’t I?” Cohen raised his eyebrows. “I thought you figured it out—why would you need an elixir of immortality to create a physical body?”

“You never explained it to me!” the count said sadly.

“Now you know.” Cohen nodded. “Alright, don’t disturb me while I’m culturing the embryos—I’m afraid I might put in the wrong solution later.”

As expected of alchemy, which can easily refine anything except gold, creating a body similar to a human only requires a little mithril and unicorn hair, plus two mandrake roots, a handful of sap grass, and a lump of mammalian flesh.

“Also, remember to add the compound decoction.” Nicole leaned against a support, watching Cohen’s steps as she reminded him.

“We can’t just pick a girl from school,” Cohen frowned. “People will recognize her if they have the same face…”

“No need to add hair or anything like that,” Nico said. “This is so that you can easily adjust the physical appearance of your body. By infusing the Polyjuice Potion into the embryo, you can achieve this effect with Transfiguration—like your previous ‘flesh puppet.’”

“Apart from the inability to control it remotely, it does seem very similar.” Cohen poured a spoonful of the mud-like compound decoction onto the embryo. “However, it’s a bit of a shame that it can only live for a week…”

“An embryo without a soul can hardly survive for long, Cohen. The soul is the most important thing in a life…” Nicole said. “But if you only need it to replace a dance partner at a ball, this time is just right.”

"I hope Sissoko and the others will like it," Cohen said, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

“It doesn’t seem like it,” the count said. “Although I can’t understand snakes, it clearly didn’t seem to agree to this yesterday…”

……

I don't want to be a woman dancing with a male wizard.

Sissoko turned his head and said,
He's not my son.

“But you can watch me dance with unicorns,” Cohen said. “And…”

[And what?] Sissoko glanced at Cohen.

“This is my first time dancing,” Cohen said sullenly. “I really wish someone from the family was here watching. If you don’t want to… then I’ll ask Goat. He should—”

"Well..." Sissoko said hesitantly, "Then I'll still..." "Goat, you—" Cohen called out to the Chimera not far away.

"I'll go—" Sissoko conceded, "I'll go... and keep an eye on Sofia for you, so she doesn't cause trouble... but you need to know I'm not—"

"Okay, okay." Cohen's previously dejected expression vanished. "I already promised them, and the goat also has to help look after your original bodies."

"Why couldn't you have found a water snake or some other unicorn?" Sissoko said, twitching his tail. "Why did you have to send your dad..."

“I don’t want my best buddy dancing with one of my blood relatives at the Christmas ball,” Cohen said matter-of-factly. “But you’re different—the more you object, the more reasonable I think this arrangement is, especially since Ron is a total straight man.”

"If only you would be this attentive to finding me a female snake." Sissoko sighed.

“I’m very serious about this,” Cohen said seriously. “Once I’m all set, you’ll have a basilisk wife—the kind that’s lasting all her life.”
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As Christmas Eve approached, Cohen had nearly finished creating two new bodies. Together with the flesh puppet he already had, there were three unfamiliar "women" in the box.

To avoid causing unnecessary face-matching issues by using students' faces, Cohen transformed the three bodies into three girls he had seen in old newspapers. The basilisk and Hisoko were assigned two girls with long brown hair, while the unicorn was assigned a girl that Cohen had meticulously crafted—white-haired, red-eyed, and exactly one head shorter than Cohen.

To the two snakes and the unicorn, there was no difference in appearance between humans; neither of them felt that their appearance was not exquisite enough.

But even greater difficulties lie ahead—

"Why don't humans have tails!" the little snake monster hissed in terror. "I can't move!"

“You’re speaking Parseltongue…” Cohen suddenly realized a very serious problem—none of these three seemed to be able to speak human language.

"Humans walk on legs," Sissoko instructed, then demonstrated to the little basilisk by moving his own legs, "and then moved his legs on the ground—ouch!"

He took only one step and immediately tripped and fell flat on his face.

"No, it seems like I can walk again like this—" Sissoko's voice echoed across the ground. He began to twist his body, suddenly moving forward slightly, and exclaimed with delight, "That's how you move! Twist the middle part—Sofia, look at me!"

As he spoke, Sissoko turned his head to look at the little snake monster and Cohen to the side.

"Okay, Mom!" the little basilisk said excitedly, following Sissoko's instructions.

“We can’t just let you out like this,” Cohen said, covering his face, then turned to the unicorn. “At least you’re still normal, right? —”

Cohen was about to say that at least the unicorn could stand up—but the next second she was sprawled on all fours.

"[It can't push off with its front legs...]" The unicorn turned its head uncomfortably to look at Cohen. "[This one's shorter than its hind legs...]"

“Because these are hands.” Cohen plopped down in a chair, looked at the three oddly shaped “people”, and looked troubled.

They had considered everything, including the potential problems caused by the soul being transferred and the potential problems with the two physical bodies, but they hadn't considered that the two bodies lacked experience as human beings.

Putting these three guys on the dance floor would be enough to scare a bunch of people, let alone dance.

“Fine, I’ll teach you…” Cohen sighed. “If you weren’t so big, I’d really like to just take your real bodies over there and make you dance…”

(End of this chapter)