The days at Hogwarts

Hogwarts Castle always has infinite mysteries waiting for people to discover.

Loren wiped the salty-sweet gravy from his mouth and kept this in mind.

On the other side, Seamus told Ron about the recent rumors in a low voice: "According to the portraits in the corridor, a Slytherin wizard who has already graduated has sneaked into the castle. He is a cruel and evil dark wizard."

"Always in the middle of the night, in some unknown classroom, torturing the abducted body and destroying his soul."

"In fact, something like this has happened before, so Hogwarts prohibits young wizards from wandering around at night."

Loren ate with the ghost story and listened with great interest. It turned out that there were horror stories circulating in magic schools too. I wonder if Hogwarts Castle was built on a cemetery.

At night, Loren went to the basement as usual to complete Snape's weekly tasks.

It has been almost a year. At first, Snape gave Loren a list of books to read on his own, building up some basic knowledge of potions and understanding some of the basic principles of potions.

Making snake venom and having him carefully pick out the stamens was more like a test of his character.

After Snape told him some conjectures about the greatness of potions and the elixir of life, the relationship between the two became much closer during that time. The most obvious manifestation was that Snape no longer called him "Mr. Morgan".

Loren accepted Snape's kindness and treated him as his own teacher.

Occasionally, when Snape did something that seemed vicious, he would just complain about it and not take it to heart.

Later, I started to lay the foundation, understanding the properties of various materials and the methods of processing various herbs. Occasionally, I would catch Snape preparing some simple potions and ask Loren to help.

Recent teaching has focused on the handling of herbs, with an emphasis on their rational use under a variety of conditions.

Also, the Divine Sword Shadowless Curse.

To Loren, Snape was no longer just an NPC.

Pushing the door open, Snape was sitting behind his desk, looking a little tired, and did not respond to Loren's entry.

"Professor Snape, what are we going to do today?" Loren asked tentatively.

"I won't deal with herbs today. I'll just answer some of your questions about potions." Snape spoke slower than usual, without any ripples.

The two asked and answered questions about Potions. During this process, Snape's mind gradually turned back and he focused on guiding Loren.

After the class, Loren was not in a hurry to leave. He was surprised by Snape's appearance. He had seen Snape depressed, angry, and arrogant before, but this was the first time he was so tired.

"Professor, what's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Crabbe will visit Hogwarts tomorrow with the documents of the Board of Governors."

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

The headmaster of Hogwarts is Dumbledore, and the vice-headmaster is Professor McGonagall. You, a Potions professor, are trying to get promoted by not being undercover. And it seems that you did get promoted.

"He is--" Snape stopped here. Why tell this to a first-year Muggle wizard? He couldn't possibly understand.

After Voldemort's fall, some Death Eaters cleared themselves and appeared to have done nothing bad.

In other words, they used various means to prevent the Aurors from finding evidence to prove that they had done something bad. Some people were so clever that even if they were caught as evidence of Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic still admitted their innocence.

This group of people still live a respectable life in wizarding society.

This group of people believed that Snape was one of them, and the most successful one. He deceived Dumbledore and became the professor of Potions and master of Potions at Hogwarts.

The greedy guy wants to use this opportunity to make friends and do some shady deals.

According to Snape's idea, he would not pay any attention to these people. But for the so-called mission of Dumbledore and for what might happen in the future, he had to make plans.

Snape found it a little funny and wondered why he was saying this to Loren, so he sent Loren away.

Those bugs will always have to pay for their thoughts. He needs to think carefully about how much to increase the price of this batch of potions, or add some delicious little ingredients into it.

Loren couldn't hear the thoughts in Snape's mind, but it seemed that Snape should have figured it out later, and there was no major problem.

His alchemy array was nearing completion, and he was working on carving the third pair of runes. Loren had a hunch that the third pair of runes would be smoother than the previous two.

The Saturday Harry had been waiting for finally arrived.

The weather was not good that day. The sky was gloomy, the wind was howling, and the sky was covered by thick clouds.

Obviously, the night lights would be blocked at night. If today was Wednesday, Loren would be grilled by Hermione about his stargazing report.

But today was Saturday, and Harry and Ron thought it was good weather for their action.

During the day, they pretended to review in the library, but only Hermione was reviewing seriously, while Harry and Ron were restless.

Harry repeated, "The twelve known uses of dragon blood include oven cleaner, spot remover, wart treatment..."

When it reaches Ron's mouth, it becomes Norbert's blood. The twelve known uses include...

"Hermione, where's Loren?" Harry couldn't recite the book anymore, so he tried to find something to say.

"Twiddling with his gadgets, remember? I told Hagrid about that." Hermione paused, a little indignant again, "He really should review well, he has an exam soon."

She had practiced the Traceless Stretching Charm with Loren before. After catching up with Loren, she had not put it into practice out of consideration for the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, but Loren seemed to really intend to put it into practice.

Every time Hermione advised him, she always repeated the same sentence, "Are you going to report me?"

Extremely abominable.

Harry didn't listen at all. When he heard Hagrid's name, he thought of dragons and repeated mechanically, "Yes, yes, little thing."

"Look, Professor McGonagall." Ron pointed to the door.

Hermione looked up and saw Professor McGonagall and several staff members accompanying a tall man on a tour of the library.

The man was wearing a suit that didn't fit him well and was trying hard to straighten his back, like a bear trying to be a gentleman. He looked very funny.

Seeing the restricted book area blocked by ropes, the man showed a disgusted expression and shouted: "If you ask me, Hogwarts should not collect these books about the dark arts."

The librarian, Madam Pince, suddenly appeared beside the group of people, waving her feather duster in anger and shouting, "Get out! Get out!"

The people around hurried to persuade Mrs. Pince to stop.

The man looked sullenly and looked at Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "Mr. Crabbe, you know the rules of Hogwarts. They haven't changed over the years. I still have some work to do. Please take a tour on your own."

"If you want to visit Professor Snape, he's in his office." After saying that, he left with several faculty members.

Seeing that Madam Pince was about to lose her temper at any moment, the man also withdrew.

"Who is this?" Harry lowered his head and asked Ron in a low voice.

They had important things to do today, and a stranger suddenly came to the school, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"One of the sanctimonious ones, Mr. Crabbe, father of Malfoy's lackey."

Ron explained to Harry and Hermione what the Hypocrites were (those whitewashed Death Eaters).

Harry showed a disgusted expression. He already knew that his parents' death was caused by Voldemort and his Death Eaters: "Severus, such a person wants to visit Snape. Snape is really not a good person."

"Why didn't Dumbledore send them all to Azkaban?"

"In fact, it's complicated..."

At this time, in the Request-Granting Room, Loren had already broken more than a dozen boxes.

Looking at the box in front of him that was burned through by the alchemy array, Loren held his chin with one hand, thinking, "It's definitely not the array's problem. I can draw the array with my eyes closed now."

Just last night, he had already finished drawing three pairs of magic runes. In the alchemy laboratory, he used Flamel's virtual suitcase and unicorn hair to create a space box.

I came here early this morning to verify it in the real world. The Room of Requirement can only provide a suitcase, and the unicorn hair it conjured is the hair of some unknown animal. It is white, but it has no magic power.

He had no choice but to use the unicorn hair that Hagrid gave him, a huge ball of it, he couldn't count how much there was, but it was enough for him to cause trouble anyway.

Fortunately, suitcases are no problem. There are even a variety of styles, luxurious, exquisite, and crude.

Loren also saw the marks of pure-blood families on some suitcases. He was not sure whether these were left here by teachers and students over the past few thousand years, or whether the Room of Requirement had manifested them with magical power according to Loren's needs.

On the bottom of the leather-lined box, there are some particles and impurities on the black burnt marks

Loren probably knew what went wrong: in the Book of Fantasy, the virtual materials were all high-quality unicorn hair. Although the magic power was not sufficient to make a wand core, there were no impurities in it. Such impurities would not cause a short circuit in the magic circle.

In fact, this situation proves that the magic circle is drawn correctly. The heat is to remove the impurities mixed in. Ordinary suitcases cannot withstand such high temperatures and are burned through.

"Ask for fresh unicorn hair that's clean enough, or find a suitcase that can handle this temperature."

Do you want a suitcase made of a special material? Loren shook his head.

Who knows what problems you will encounter in the process of making a suitcase. Maybe you just want to make a space equipment at the beginning, but end up making an alchemy laboratory by hand.

It was definitely impossible to find unicorn hair in the Forbidden Forest. Unicorns only liked pure girls, and there was nothing he could do about it. There was really nothing he could do about it.

Box, high temperature resistant box.

The box of frozen pears that Malfoy had sent flashed through Loren's mind. There seemed to be some kind of freezing magic in it, which might be able to meet his requirements.

Back in the Gryffindor Tower, there were some little wizards in the common room spending their weekend leisure time, and more little wizards were outside the castle looking for traces of summer.

There was no one in the dormitory, which was just what Loren wanted. With a touch of his finger, a silver light flashed, and his consciousness entered the book of fantasy.

"Flamel!"

He told Flamel about the problem of impurities in unicorn hair.

Flamel looked strange: "It was my negligence. Nico hasn't used unicorn hair with impurities for hundreds of years. So I didn't consider this problem."

Flamel thought for a moment. "Do you want to learn how to remove impurities without damaging the unicorn's hair?"

"This involves a very classic magic circle. You need to learn about 73 pairs of symmetrical runes and 151 asymmetrical runes."

"At your previous rate, you should be able to finish it before graduating from Hogwarts."

Loren deadpanned, "Do you want to hear what you're saying?"

He mentioned his idea of ​​using a box with refrigeration magic and asked Flamel for his opinion.

"You can give it a try."

After receiving Flamel's affirmative answer, Loren exited the Book of Fantasy and took out an empty box from under the bed.

The box is slightly larger than an ordinary suitcase, but not as big as a suitcase. The outer layer is an unknown black leather surface, the wooden frame supports the main body, and the lock is a gilded metal with decorative patterns of peacock patterns.

When I opened the box, I felt a chill. There was a circle of blue alchemical patterns on the side of the box. It was probably a modern alchemical style, and the overall decoration was the main purpose. The chill was mainly due to the material of the box.

The leather material of the box is made from some kind of snow mountain or magical animal in the polar region, using magic and alchemy to strengthen the effect of constant temperature refrigeration.

With the Magical Creatures Protection Act in place now, it should be worth a lot of money. At that time, Malfoy was so arrogant that he didn't have to pay it back. I don't know if old Malfoy dealt with this prodigal.

Loren returned to the Room of Requirement and began his experiment...

The sky gradually dimmed and entered a dark, cloudy night.

Harry, Ron and Hermione split up into two groups. Hermione waited in the tower in case they missed Charlie's friends; Harry and Ron slipped out of the castle and went to Hagrid's hut to bring Norbert over.

It was dark at night, and from time to time the cries of unknown animals could be heard in the forbidden forest.

Harry and Ron watched as Hagrid loaded Norbert into a large crate.

It was a little late when they arrived at Hagrid's hut, and because Peeves was playing badminton against the wall in the hallway, the two had to wait for it to leave.

"I prepared plenty of mice for him, and some brandy." Hagrid said in a dull voice. He liked this little cutie, like a little rabbit.

"Maybe I should put his teddy bear in there too, so he won't be lonely along the way."

Charmander hit the box with its tail, making the box rattle.

"See, it feels so too." Hagrid opened a partition on the trunk and threw the cloth teddy bear in through the opening.

There was a tearing sound from the crate, followed by a burst of fire. It was clear that the bear was dead.

Ron shuddered as if he felt the same thing, and felt a dull pain in his right hand.

Harry's scalp tingled. Damn it, there must be some dark magic behind the dragon egg, otherwise why would he have been so obsessed with supporting Hagrid in hatching it.

After Hagrid said goodbye to Norbert, Harry used a levitation charm to lift the crate so that it followed him and Ron.

As soon as the invisibility cloak was applied, the two people and a large box disappeared into thin air. In the pitch darkness, no one knew that they were smuggling a fire dragon.

In the tower, Hermione was alone in the dark night.

She knew how to cast spells to illuminate and fire, and had hundreds of ways to light up the place in her mind, but no, that would attract attention.

"Damn Loren, why isn't he here at a time like this?" Hermione tightened her robes, an act that brought her some comfort.

She forced herself to review the knowledge, but her mind kept wandering. Finally, she gave up and chose to focus on scolding someone.

Just when Hermione was arranging some unreliable guy for the hundred and first time, Harry and Ron's bodies emerged from the bottom up and they successfully reunited.

Although Hermione had many shortcomings and was not easy to get along with, Harry and Ron felt at ease the moment they saw Hermione.

The levitation spell was easy to use, and everything went smoothly except that Norbert got angry from time to time.