Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 322, Section 321: Truth Potion
Hogwarts.

evening.

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Sheen held a small and exquisite crystal bottle.

This is the truth serum in the vault.

It is a magical potion used to force the user to tell the truth. Just three drops are enough to make someone reveal their deepest secrets.

The Ministry of Magic has very strict regulations governing the use of this potion. But since Professor Snape is the producer, Sheehan suspects the Ministry has absolutely no say in the matter.

Sheehan knew about the potion and its recipe, but he was not yet able to brew it, because even Professor Snape needed a month to brew it.

It is worth mentioning that one of the ingredients in this medicine is the feathers of the Silent Bird.

This bird never makes a sound in its entire life, until the moment of its death, when it lets out a long, sharp cry, calling out all the sounds it has heard in its life, starting with the most recent one.

Therefore, it is essential in truth serum and memory serum.

The Song of the Horse?
Sheen thought to himself, and then drank three drops.

"who are you?"

The brooch is speaking.

"Sheen Green".

Sheen discovered a strange power that rendered him unable to utter any other words.

Even remaining silent is difficult.

"Do you possess the skill level of a master in the branch of magic called Transfiguration?"

"Yes."

"Do you possess the skill level of a master in the branch of magic called Spells?"

"No."

"Do you possess an expert level in the branch of magic called Spells?"

"No."

Sheen remained silent for a while.

Indeed, wizards themselves may not be fully aware of their own limitations.

Deep down, he felt he hadn't reached that level yet.

"Are you at a near-expert level in the branch of magic called Spells?"

"Yes."

……

"So, regarding magic, have you reached the expert level?"

After the brooch finished speaking, Sheen became slightly nervous. This was the wizard's first impression of his magical abilities, and Sheen believed that this reflected the wizard's true level of faith in his own magic.

"Do not."

"So, in terms of magic, have you reached the master level?"

"Do not."

"Somewhere in between?"

"Yes."

This was a special conversation, in which Sheen realized that the belief in wizarding magic was comprehensive.

The belief in magic is built upon the combined efforts of multiple branches of magic. When someone achieves success in areas such as spells, theoretically, their level in other magical fields will also improve.

This made Sheen think of the concept of magic. Could it be that what wizards gain is not magic power, but their faith in magic?

After all, the wizarding world has never had the concept of magic.

"The Avada Kedavra curse requires very powerful magical energy as its foundation..."

In the fake Moody's words, replacing magical power with faith seems perfectly plausible.

Moreover, it is more accurate to explain why wizards need emotions, willpower, and other means to assist in casting spells.

Next, the sound of the brooch became much lower—

"Can you always be sure you won't fall into the trap of dark magic?"

……

The sky had completely darkened.

Sheen returned from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, his brow furrowed.

In the distance, the sunset had faded, leaving only a deep, inky black.

A fleeting light flashed across his chest from the empty symbol, and he noticed that the moon was not obscured tonight either.

Then wisps of mist rose up in the Ravenclaw dormitory.

A black cat once again stepped into the layers of mist. Upon closer inspection, the dark, green-glowing wisps of mist had vanished. Meanwhile...

Gryffindor Tower.

"This time, this time, we must succeed..."

The little witch with fiery red hair muttered to herself, then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Ginny, if you see Mr. Black Cat, could you please pass on a message for me..."

A little witch was whispering beside her.

"Me too!"

A lively-looking little witch immediately chimed in.

"What do you want to say?"

Ginny asked curiously, then shook her head.
“Mr. Black Cat doesn’t like trouble, so you should talk to the statue.”

"Ginny!"

The lively witch rushed up to tickle Ginny.

It took her a while before she finally felt at ease enough to fall asleep.

On the other side of the border, a bizarre cloud of mist shot straight toward the black cat.

The black cat reacted quickly and dodged away. It pawed at the mist and easily recognized that it was Ginny.

But why is Ginny able to mobilize the Dream Team on her own initiative?

As it turns out, curiosity doesn't necessarily kill a cat, but it certainly makes a cat uncomfortable.

Seeing Ginny run out, the black cat tried to hide behind the fog.

"Mr. Black Cat!"

Ginny blushed with excitement.

"good evening."

The black cat emerged nonchalantly from behind the mist and said.

“I have so many questions to ask you… It was you who took the diary, wasn’t it? I haven’t had any nightmares since the diary disappeared—”

Ginny chattered on and on.

"No."

"The black cat said."

It looked at Ginny, an idea brewing in its mind.

The Soul Relic possesses incredible power. Could he use it to pull Harry and Voldemort together into the Borderlands?

As one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, Harry was an Horcrux created by Voldemort unintentionally, and his soul is not like Ginny's or Voldemort's.

Even in the original books, Harry's soul and Voldemort's remnant soul appear together.

He had clearly lost some kind of knack for it; the last time Harry came out alone was the last time.

The black cat pondered silently, while the fog at the border thickened.

……

the next day.

Hope Cottage.

The empty rune remained silent, but as Sheen used it, the connection between Sheen and the rune gradually deepened.

He could feel the Void Rune slowly recovering its magical power, and soon he would be able to verify his idea.

If things go smoothly, Sheen should be able to take down one of Voldemort's Horcruxes relatively easily.

In addition, he needs to quickly improve his magical skills; his progress in spells, potions, and other branches of magic has been somewhat slow.

Time flies by.

The good news is that the basilisk cookies are ready. As for what to do with the basilisk... Sheehan decides to ask the headmaster for his opinion.

The bad news is that the secret of the Chamber of Secrets is destined to be revealed, and if he's unlucky, he'll be locked up in the cellar for six years after Sheen explains it to Professor Snape.

In the corridor, Sheehan saw Harry being cornered by Lockhart again.

"So, Harry,"

Lockhart said with a beaming smile,
"Is today the first Quidditch match of the season?"

Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, is that right?

I've heard you're a very good player. I was a finder back in the day too. They wanted me to run for the national team, but I preferred to dedicate my life to eradicating the Black Mamba. However, if you feel you need some extra coaching, feel free to come to me. I'm always happy to pass on my experience to players who aren't quite there yet…”

(End of this chapter)