Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

After packing up his things, he waited for a while and saw Slughorn, who looked excited, and Newt who returned with him.

The two men, who had known he was coming, were not surprised, and Newt even smiled at this "old rival".

"Can these potions be mass-produced? What's the principle? I need to bring this good news back as soon as possible," said Grindelwald.

"Oh? It seems you've come at the right time." Slughorn's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "As you can see, these monsters have a trace amount of secretions in their mouths, which were probably originally used to process ore. A little processing can neutralize the magic that makes up their bodies - just like devouring their own kind, but we have omitted the subsequent 'absorption' step. What I'm trying to do is to imitate this secretion, and now it's done."

"A genius idea." Grindelwald praised. "How about mass production?"

"I don't understand. Here's the recipe. At least the ingredients aren't hard to find. Let them give it a try." Slughorn generously took out the priceless recipe from his arms, stuffed it to Grindelwald, sat down next to Barty excitedly, and began to boast eloquently.

Grindelwald lowered his head and scanned the list of materials at a glance.

Although he is not an expert in potions, at least he is knowledgeable.

But looking at the densely packed records above, he decided decisively to trust these professionals.

At least take it back and find a real expert.

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He came and left in a hurry. Only three people in the room knew about Grindelwald's visit. He took his things and left early.

After he left, Newt interrupted Slughorn's boasting and asked in a deep voice, "Any new news?"

"Not many," said Barty. "They are all related to prophecies. One is about Sybill Trelawney's prediction of monsters, and now they have been captured - under the Black Lake. The other is an astrological prophecy, which is still being deciphered. Lynn will take care of it."

"Prophecy... this thing seems to be really useful?" Slughorn was a little surprised, but quickly calmed down, "We must hurry up and research something new."

"I think so too." Batty nodded. "I'll go check out the situation at the laboratory first. If necessary, I think we should call Lin En over to do some on-site research. His magic may be useful for these strange things."

Having said that, he stood up and walked out. Before leaving, he did not forget to pick up a cup of black coffee, which he drank up halfway.

Newt and Slughorn looked at each other in the room.

"…It's great to be young." Slughorn shrugged. "I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to sleep first."

Newt smiled and nodded, then stood up from his seat and stretched himself.

"Indeed, after staying underground for a few days without going out, I feel like I've almost forgotten what the sun looks like."

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In the office, after seeing off the students, Lynn looked at the scroll Ines had sent and nodded slightly.

He pressed his palm lightly on the dense Latin prophecies, feeling the guidance of the magic, as if there was an extra map in his mind.

It was a mysterious induction that pointed to all parts of the world and turned into vague images and sense of direction.

"That's right..." He whispered to himself, with a strange look in his eyes.

"What's right?" Inès asked, "Did we find the lair of these monsters?"

"That's right. Fei and I may have to work overtime this time." Lin En took his hand away from the scroll and gently clenched his fist. His slender fingers outlined powerful lines. "And all of you, it's not enough for us to get things done. We have to rely on everyone."

"Of course, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Inès slapped her chest proudly, making a "bang bang" sound.

Euphemia glanced at her imperceptibly, with a hint of sympathy in her expression.

Just as he was about to speak, a silver-white phoenix guardian angel emerged from the wall.

Chapter 588 Good things come in pairs

"Sometimes I have to doubt your train of thought. You have to use the Patronus instead of the phone. Are you showing off because it's a phoenix?"

As soon as Lynn saw Dumbledore and Grindelwald at St. Mungo's, she made no secret of her disgust.

Grindelwald also nodded seriously - but his situation was different from Lynn's. He had been deeply corroded by dark magic in his early years and had long lost the ability to cast the Patronus Charm.

As far as motives are concerned, whether he is jealous or not is still debatable.

Of course, now is not the right place to discuss this.

Dumbledore was a little embarrassed after choking before he could even finish his opening remarks, but he still said calmly: "Please be considerate of the old people's habits. They have been used for a lifetime."

“Alright, I’m too lazy to greet you seriously, you old stubborn guy…” Lynn rolled his eyes and held his girlfriend’s hand with a little force.

On the way here, the two of them made a bet.

The loser is Lynn.

Euphemia smiled faintly and asked softly, "What good news is it? We are all looking forward to it."

"Good news indeed."

A spooky voice came from the darkness, followed by pale skin and greasy hair under the light.

"Snape? When did you get here?"

"When you were being affectionate with Fawkes." Snape's eyes revealed subtle envy, mixed with many emotions, "May I tell you, Headmaster?"

"Of course, Severus, you are the authority." Dumbledore said with a smile, and Grindelwald did not object.

"I received a potion from Horace Slughorn three hours ago. I verified it."

Snape said calmly, "The experiment proves that this potion can indeed destroy monsters that have not yet grown stronger by devouring their own kind, as he said, and it is not difficult to make."

"Oh? Is it the potion Barty mentioned?" Lynn said thoughtfully, "I didn't expect it to be so soon. This is indeed good news - at least it's the icing on the cake."

"Now it depends on how you plan to produce it," said Dumbledore. "Severus believes that there is room for improvement in the production process designed by Horace."

"I'd like to hear more details." Lin En nodded slightly.

He knew Snape's talent for this.

Snape was not too proud of himself.

"This is not a complicated process. In fact, compared to most potion preparations, it is very easy and very fast. Not considering the preparation of materials, it only takes seventeen minutes from igniting the crucible to completion. But I think this speed can be improved and the materials used can be reduced. Although it is not perfect yet, at least some of the material replacements have a mature theoretical basis, such as mint."

He pulled out a scribbled recipe and walked over to Lynn, smelling strongly of mint.

Coupled with the open windows and cold air in the ward, it was not difficult to see what he had done before.

Since his student days, he has conducted in-depth research on this most basic potion ingredient.

"You're the expert, I won't give you any advice," Lynn said.

"I didn't intend to ask you for advice." Snape's face was a little awkward. "Let your people try it out. Maybe it can be produced by machine. After all, it is the simplest potion. Even... forget it, even a beginner can do it."

He paused for a moment, then said in a voice so loud that even Euphemia could hardly hear, "I'm going to repay you for your kindness."

"I don't remember you owed me..."

Lynn's voice suddenly stopped halfway through her speech.

half an hour.

"I see."

"If it's all right, I'll leave, Headmaster. I'm going to take a leave of absence tomorrow and go to London. Fyodor will come with me."

Snape strode away with a sullen expression throughout, as if everyone in the room owed him tens of thousands of Galleons.

But Lynn was certain that the moment they passed each other, this guy who was always bitter and resentful had a hint of relief on his face.

The reason is clear at a glance.

"Okay, Lynn, that's all for this question." Dumbledore, who knew the inside story best, came to the rescue. "I believe you can find a way to make these potions popular as soon as possible - I hope it will never be used, but it's better to be prepared. Severus will do his best to help, and Taylor needs help too, right?"

"……I agree."

"Then let's move on to the next step." Grindelwald never cared about the love and hatred of these young people. "Albus and I have already seen the condition of that unfortunate guy, and it is exactly the same as our initial judgment."

"Yes, it is very pessimistic." Dumbledore said, "It can even be said that once eroded by that kind of magic - in fact, I don't think it is magic - the negative impact is almost irreversible, both physically and mentally. This is another reason why I asked the two of you to come here together."

A look of emotion flashed across Lynn's face, and a serious and inquiring look appeared between his brows.

"I know the results of your previous research. This is also a consideration in capturing this monster today. Is there any way to completely destroy this thing?"

"It's difficult. We modified the Muggle's special machinery, and with the combined strength of both sides, we can only barely cut it - I don't even think it's cutting, it's just getting rid of some debris."

Although Grindelwald was not convinced, he had to admit the reality. "Its material is very special and can absorb magic and vitality. Many methods are ineffective."

"That requires long-term planning. Maybe we can catch all those monsters first, and then free up our hands to deal with this toughest bone." Lin En said.

Dumbledore said, "This is a relatively safe approach, but I think I should add one more point. As we said before we separated, we need to find a way for it to work as soon as possible - experiment with monsters that are not yet mature."

Grindelwald took out a small piece of meteorite fragment brought from Namibia. After being separated from the main body, it seemed to become more active, as if it had life.

It was the first time that Lin En saw it. He was about to go forward to take a closer look, but suddenly stopped.

His face turned cold instantly, and countless frost covered the bracelet that he never took off, making him feel cold.

"Go to the test site, there's something wrong with this thing."

Before he finished speaking, the figure disappeared.

"This is……"

Grindelwald frowned. He also felt a flash of magic and a slight palpitation.

There weren't many things that could make him have this kind of instinctive reaction.

Dumbledore said confidently: "It's that metal ball. Maybe this time we can really find the key to the problem."

He looked at Euphemia politely, "What do you mean by the testing ground...?"

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The "testing site" that Lynn mentioned is not in the UK, nor in the territory of any country. Instead, it is located deep in the stormy North Atlantic, on a deserted island that is not marked on the map.

When Euphemia and the other two arrived, the magic bracelet that had accompanied Lin En for many years had been completely shattered, and countless Galleons and various magic materials were scattered everywhere.

The wooden box sealing Oserbaiya was floating in the air, with a shining metal ball next to it. The rolling heat waves could be felt even from dozens of meters away.

The surging magic power rushed out from the interior of the sphere, and was even able to briefly compete with Lin En's hasty action. It was like a sun that had been shrunk countless times, making this nameless deserted island full of traces of magic experiments as bright as day.

"Gellert, take out the meteorite fragments. Fee, move the box away. Albus, come and help me."

Lin En, who had no time to care about other things, gave orders in a deep voice. Endless magic power built a large net based on the hawthorn wood wand, covering the sphere and slowly and irresistibly shrinking inwards.

The three of them immediately took action, each doing their own job. After a lot of effort, they finally curbed the "madness" of the metal ball and sealed it and the meteorite fragments in containers that were isolated from the air.

In this invisible struggle, the materials scattered on the ground became victims - the herbs were roasted into charcoal by the high temperature, the potions flowed everywhere as the containers broke, and even some of the Galleons melted into golden water.

But no one cared about this, not even Euphemia, who was always frugal. All four of them focused their eyes on the wooden box lying quietly on the ground.

To be precise, it was focused on Ousebaiya who slowly crawled out of the box.

It was like seeing a priceless treasure.

Chapter 589 "Rebirth"

Being stared at by such burning eyes, even the dullest person would react, let alone Ousebaia, who is sharp-minded and very good at observing people's expressions and changing his attitude according to the situation.

It realized its instinctively driven mistake and acted ignorant and innocent.

All the magic power in the body condensed towards its short lower limbs, but it soon discovered that the magic power that was still flowing freely underground was now like filling its limbs with lead.

"……Owner?"

With just a pair of small eyes, it can imitate that honest yet somewhat aggrieved expression vividly.

But those in front of it are precisely the very few people in the world who are best at disguising and seeing through disguise.

Dumbledore's solemnity, Euphemia's indifference, and Grindelwald who was watching the show with his arms folded, everyone's reaction made Osebia's heart sink little by little.

But what really chilled it to the bone was Lin En, who was calm and indifferent from beginning to end.

"Do you remember why I gave you this name?"

The gentle tone sounded like a casual conversation, but it sounded completely different to Ousebaiya's ears.

"Loyalty," it said tremblingly.

"I know you want to survive and are willing to do whatever it takes to survive. You also have wisdom that other people of your kind don't have. From a statistical point of view, you should be one of the very rare outliers. I admire your mind." Lynn said with praise.

"..."