Hogwarts: The Strongest Animagus Ever

In just one afternoon, Charlotte not only learned the method of brewing the resurrection potion, but also learned a lot of knowledge about herbology and potions.

Charlotte was also very sure that Professor Sprout, who was short and always wore a patched hat, was definitely a master in making potions, and might not be inferior to Snape at all.

It’s just that Hufflepuffs never like to steal the limelight, and most people in the school don’t know this.

During dinner.

Hermione looked at Charlotte in surprise.

"When did you become interested in Herbology again? I remember you've been studying Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts recently?"

"It's just a whim. I just learned a method of brewing a potion from Professor Sprout today. Does anyone want to try it with me?" Charlotte said.

Ron said while gnawing on a chicken leg:

"No, Harry and I will think of Professor Snape when we see the cauldron, and the school has a rule that prohibits us from making potions without the guidance of a teacher."

Harry nodded and said:

"Ron is right. Snape also said before that if he found someone making potions without permission, he would pour a whole bottle of shrinking potion into them. This would make the person regress to infancy and take 24 hours to return to normal."

Charlotte didn't want them to be together, she was just saying it casually.

Moreover, in Hogwarts, there are many people who make potions privately, such as the brothers George and Fred, who often make some strange things.

As long as you don't make any prohibited potions, even if you are discovered, the most you will suffer is a few credits deduction.

Hermione raised her hand and said:

"I'll join, and I know a very secret place where no one will ever find out."

Hearing this, Charlotte smiled. He had roughly guessed the place Hermione was thinking of. It should be the girls' washroom where Moaning Myrtle was. This place was indeed a perfect place.

After dinner, Charlotte went straight back to the dormitory and opened his attribute panel.

Name: Shiloh Elvis

Age: 11

Race: human

Occupation: Wizard (Animagus)

Talent: Thunderstorm

Power: 8

Intelligence: 9

Mana: 9

Spells: Killing Curse (9th level), Disillusionment Curse (9th level), Thunderbolt (9th level), Occlumency (3rd level), Protection Charm (3rd level), Protagonist (2nd level), Disarming Charm (2nd level), Obstacles (2nd level)...

Transfiguration Mastery (Level 2)

Potions Mastery (Level 1)

Herbalism Mastery (Level 1)

Astronomy Mastery (Level 0)

Divination Mastery (Level 0)

Skill points: 51

Although the resurrection potion is a very simple potion in Professor Sprout's words, it may be a little difficult for Charlotte, who is only level 1 in potion proficiency.

So Charlotte directly upgraded his Potions Mastery to Level 4. In just a moment, his mind was filled with a lot of experience in potion-making. This level was already equivalent to that of a fifth or sixth grader at Hogwarts, and he was still a student specializing in Potions.

At this moment, in a narrow room in Hogwarts.

In the dim light, the muscles on the ugly Filch's face twitched, and soon he changed into the appearance of Quirrell. On the back of his head, Voldemort's face looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

"When will you be able to get the Philosopher's Stone in your hands!"

A hoarse and cold voice sounded in the room, and Qi Luo immediately leaned down and said tremblingly:

"Dear master, I have learned from Hagrid the method to restrain the three-headed dog. Just play soothing music to it and it will fall asleep. However, since the last troll incident, Dumbledore has been much more vigilant. He asked Snape to keep an eye on the secret room on the fourth floor and the teachers and students in the school. I haven't had the chance to take action yet."

"waste!"

Voldemort's angry voice made Quirrell fall to the ground. He continued:

"Today in Hogsmeade I smelled two very familiar scents, Harry Potter and Charlotte Elvis. I can't wait to rip open their chests and take out their hearts!!"

"I will let Lucius Malfoy cooperate with the Ministry of Magic to find a way to transfer Dumbledore away. You'd better take out the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible, otherwise I will let you feel what true despair is!"

Qi Luo lay on the ground trembling, and said in a trembling voice:

"As you command, my master!"

Chapter 20: Have you heard of Animagus?

The next morning, Charlotte got up from bed early.

He walked out of the Ravenclaw common room with his cauldron. He had almost prepared the materials for brewing the resurrection potion. Now the only thing left was the horn of the horned llama.

But Ron assured Charlotte that she could find it at George's place.

Because he had seen a long horn of a camel in George and Fred's dormitory before.

Hermione was already there when Charlotte arrived at the restaurant. Her breakfast was an egg sandwich and a glass of soy milk.

Seeing Charlotte coming in, a house elf suddenly appeared and asked politely:

"Mr. Elvis, what would you like to eat?"

Charlotte said:

"Actually, what I want to eat most is beef noodles in clear soup, but I don't think any of you can make it, so just give me a portion of whole wheat bread and a glass of milk, thank you."

"Yes, Mr. Elvis."

As soon as he finished speaking, the house-elf snapped his fingers, and a piece of bread and a cup of hot milk appeared in front of Charlotte.

Hermione said with a question mark on her face:

“What is beef noodle soup?”

"It's a delicacy from the Far East." Charlotte chewed the whole wheat bread and sighed, "The breakfast at Hogwarts is like the Black Lake, calm without a single ripple."

Hermione ignored Charlotte who suddenly went crazy. Isn't breakfast always like this? Could there be anything more special about it?

As if she had seen through Hermione's thoughts, Charlotte said:

"If you were in the Far East, I guarantee that you would have a different breakfast 365 days a year."

"I don't believe it. You sound like you've been to an Eastern country." Hermione said with a pout.

At this time, Harry Potter and Ron also came to the restaurant.

"Good morning, Charlotte. This is the camel's horn you asked for." Ron handed Charlotte a piece of hard horn the length of a finger. "Fortunately, George and Fred are not here, otherwise they would never agree to give it to me."

Charlotte took it with a smile and said:

"As a token of my gratitude for your help, I give you the picture of Connolly Agrippa's Chocolate Frog."

"real!?"

Hearing this, Ron's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly:

"I have collected more than 500 Chocolate Frog cards. I only need two cards, Connolly Agrippa and Botomiller, to complete a set of wizard cards. Now, I only need one more card. Charlotte, you are really my best friend!"

Charlotte just shook her head slightly at Ron's exaggerated performance.

How naive! The manufacturer of the chocolate frog probably didn't print any cards of Potomile. Even if they did, they would definitely release new character cards later.

This is all a routine!

Moreover, Charlotte knew that after Voldemort was defeated, Ron and Harry Potter were both printed on Chocolate Frog cards.

"Come on, I'll take you to a place that's absolutely safe," said Hermione.

After saying that, she turned and walked out of the restaurant.

At this time, Malfoy on the other side of the restaurant looked at the backs of the few people leaving and frowned slightly.

Born into the noble Malfoy family, he had shown extraordinary magical talent since childhood, especially flying magic. He originally thought that he would be able to stand out among the first-year freshmen.

Unexpectedly, he was beaten to a pulp by a Mudblood. Not only did Charlotte show extraordinary talent in various courses, but his flying talent also pinned him to the ground.

He and Harry Potter also became the youngest Seeker at Hogwarts in the past century.

This honor should have belonged to me, Draco Malfoy!

Sitting opposite Malfoy was a very tall boy. He followed Malfoy's gaze and when his eyes landed on Charlotte, he chuckled and said:

"Charlotte Elvis, he is indeed a very good seeker."

Hearing this boy praising Charlotte, Malfoy's expression became even uglier. He said unconvincedly:

"Just a dirty Mudblood. If I could join the team, I would be the best Seeker in Hogwarts!"

The boy stared into Malfoy's eyes and said:

"Draco, it is not a shame to admit that a person is excellent. We Slytherins do use any means to achieve our goals, but we are not without self-awareness."

"I do not have……"

Before Malfoy could finish his words, he was interrupted by the boy, who said:

"If he can't fly on a broomstick on the Quidditch field, no matter how good he is, the final victory will still belong to us Slytherins, don't you think, Draco?"

Malfoy was slightly stunned, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Senior Gray, I understand. If possible, I would like to deal with this lowly mudblood myself."

"No problem, wait till I brew a special potion and then we'll get started," Gray said.

In the girls' bathroom.

Ron looked around uncomfortably and said with some disdain:

"Hermione, why are we here to make potions? If anyone sees us, we will be despised by all the girls in the school."

Hermione said without turning her head:

"No one will come because there is Moaning Myrtle here."

"Who is Moaning Myrtle?"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, the ghost of a young woman emerged from the bathroom partition, circled above the bathroom, and then dived into the toilet, splashing high water.

Charlotte ignored all this. He put a piece of mandrake rhizome into a beaker filled with orange-yellow liquid I. After the rhizome was soaked in it, it immediately began to shrivel up.

White smoke began to rise above the beaker. This was a dehydrating agent that could decompose all the water in the plant.

Ron squatted down and helped Charlotte grind the camel's hard horns into fine powder. While grinding, he kept asking Charlotte when she would give him the Connolly Agrippa Chocolate Frog card.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in the Chocolate Frog card. I'll give it to you once the potion is brewed." Charlotte took a mandrake leaf in her hand. "In fact, mandrake leaves are a necessity for practicing very advanced magic."

Hermione rolled her eyes and asked curiously:

"Is there such a spell? Why haven't I heard Professor Filius Flitwick talk about it?"

"Of course."

Charlotte turned the leaf in her hand and said:

"Have you ever heard of Animagus?".

Chapter 21: Full-level flying spell, Hermione's wish

:"0 Hermione nodded and said:

"Of course I know. Professor McGonagall is an Animagus registered with the Ministry of Magic. She can transform into a black cat. We all saw it in the first Transfiguration class."

"Yes, this is a very advanced but very dangerous transfiguration. Only a dozen wizards in the world have successfully mastered this spell." Charlotte said, "If you want to become an Animagus, Mandrake is an indispensable potion."

At this time, the rhizome of the mandrake had been completely dehydrated. Charlotte picked it up and put it into a crucible filled with pure water and stirred it slowly.

You can stop this action only when all the pure water in the crucible turns light brown.

Then Charlotte added the frog's brain. As soon as these materials were added, the liquid in the crucible turned dark green, and green bubbles came out.