Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Even just for one day.

Even for a moment.

"Then she put aphrodisiacs in all the students' food." Severus Snape's forehead was almost bulging with veins: "How dare she use such dangerous drugs... in Hogwarts, for students..."

"The purpose is good, but the means are a little excessive." Dumbledore said in a muffled voice.

Bang bang bang!

"Oh~ my dear Snape——"

Dumbledore: ...

"Is it too much?" Snape's eyes were as sharp as needles. "First, she destroyed a forbidden forest and the centaurs complained. Then, she turned the Defense Against the Dark Arts class into a weighted long-distance running training camp. Now, she wants to have a love carnival in Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore, you are about to receive a letter of reprimand from the Ministry of Magic."

The old principal stroked his beard and said nonchalantly: "She is having a lot of fun."

"I thought the purpose of Hogwarts was to train wizards."

"Well...it depends, Severus." Dumbledore opened a drawer filled with snacks - all given by Mori Yuesha. He took out a five-pointed box and shook it next to his ear.

There was a muffled sound of frogs croaking.

Open the lid a crack, open your mouth wide and aim - ready...

Open the box!

croak.

The brown and black chocolate frog flew into his mouth.

Snape looked coldly at the old child in front of him, watching him imitate the 'frog eating technique' he learned from some crazy woman.

"How clever she is."

"Yeah, I hope that one day you'll be as happy as you are today when she turns Hogwarts into an amusement park."

Dumbledore smiled and handed over a box of chocolate frogs: "Try it, you can't escape."

Snape ignored him.

"I think McGonagall can still handle those students. As the Potions professor, shouldn't you be in your office preparing the antidote now?"

He became even angrier when he talked about it.

"Necessary, disappeared."

Several plants necessary for the antidote disappeared without a trace. Guess who did it?

"I won't guess." Dumbledore finally couldn't hold it back and laughed: "My Merlin! She is too meticulous, hahaha..."

It's not Mori Yuesha who is meticulous.

"You should fire her!"

Boom!

Snape pounded the table with his fist.

Quack, quack, quack, quack.

The sound of frogs croaking one after another came from the drawer.

"…Dumbledore."

"Ah, yes, that's right. Anyone who does something like this must be fired." Behind the traceless lenses were a pair of wise eyes: "However, Severus, it's not just her maid who is involved in this. Regarding the production of the love potion..."

Snape's face seemed to be covered with a faint frost. He remained silent and leaned back in his chair.

"It seems you know it very well."

Dumbledore smiled.

——The production of aphrodisiacs, especially such a large amount, must have a horribly high success rate when the existing materials are insufficient.

Apart from Snape himself, there are not many people in the whole Hogwarts who can reach this level.

Look at the little guys who are close to Mori Yuesha...

Harry Potter.

A brilliant genius in potions.

Isn't it? Severus Snape. You seem to have passed her over on purpose.

"We, now..." Snape said carefully, "At present, at this moment... we have not found any evidence of Harry Potter's violation of the prohibition - no, no evidence of her collusion with Mori Yuesha, Dumbledore."

The man tilted his head back, his eyes looking down; his shiny black hair was scattered on both sides, and from time to time it swayed left and right as his head swayed, complementing his arrogant tone.

"There is no evidence, Dumbledore. As much as I hate Harry Potter and would like to expel her, we cannot do..."

Hate?

Dumbledore gave him an unspeakable look.

You have a talent for lying with your eyes open, Severus.

"The people involved will be found out later." He crossed his fingers and asked the Potions professor for his opinion: "If they are to be expelled, all of them will be expelled; otherwise, none of them will be expelled. We must treat everyone equally."

Old bastard.

He knew what Dumbledore had discovered.

"You better pray that your students are in good health."

Snape pushed his chair away with a cold face, and his long black robe was blown into a huge wing by the wind behind him. He drew out his wand and left the headmaster's office in a hurry. Soon, his angry roar was heard outside.

'Falling down!'

'You are a bunch of idiots--'

'Don't touch me!'

Chapter 134 Chaos

How to make love drugs?

Crushed snake skin was put in it, mandrake juice was put in it, fire snake eggs were put in it; water was put in it too, frobenius caterpillars were put in it, and Mr. Bat’s oily hair was put in it—la la la.

"Sister... this will explode."

As early as when she was asked to make the potion, Harry Potter knew that she would also be tricked - given her sister's personality, she would never let her go. Thank goodness that Professor Snape fainted, otherwise...

Love drugs do not cause people to lose their memory after waking up.

The college has been very quiet these days. Everyone walks quietly, afraid to attract each other's attention - there is no eye contact at all. It's okay for girls, but if it's a boy, you will remember how you pouted and called "Snape dear"...

Or he would pull at the professor's black robe and ask for a hug like a big golden retriever that hadn't seen its owner for a long time.

Anyway...

Mori Yuesha is considered famous in Hogwarts.

Hermione: Your sister is a witch!

Ron: The professor was merciful by not killing us...

Draconian: Hahaha stupid Potter and red haired Weasley! I overslept and missed lunch hahaha!

A golden-haired fool.

The effect of the love potion lasted for a day, and after it was over, Dumbledore called Mori Yuesa to his office for a long talk.

"I admit that a good body is necessary, Mori Yuesha. But you can't let the children faint on the grass from exhaustion." Dumbledore said: "More than ten in a few days, Madam Poppy Pomfrey will be too busy to handle it."

The rabbit spirit patted his chest and swore: "I got here this way, too!"

"About the love potion..."

'How is Mr Snape feeling?'

"Very good, but don't do it." Dumbledore sighed: "I allow you to play in Hogwarts. But the premise is that you have to do me a favor, Mori Yuesha."

"What?"

The old principal pulled out a record book with a peeled cover, turned to the yellowed middle page, and pointed to a line: "Last time... I mean the last time before you left, decades ago. You sponsored many orphanages."

"Yes?"

"You still have this family, and you have a seal—"

'No. '

"You didn't even look, Mori Tsukisa."

'I know I don't remember.'

Dumbledore shook his head: "Tom Marvolo Riddle, have you heard of this name? It was you who informed me and asked me to pick up this magical child."

Mori Yuesha forgot, but Nagini still remembered.

The cocky boy who showed off in front of her that he could control snakes and then almost pissed himself on Mori Yuesa.

Dumbledore's eyes sparkled: "It's him."

"I remember the last orphanage sponsored by the master." Nagini didn't think much about it: "The child is a little extreme and not very likable. What's wrong with him?"

Dumbledore gave a brief account of what had happened since they left.

The focus is on Voldemort.

Nagini: Unbelievable! He is the one that no one dares to mention?!

Mori Yuesha: Unbelievable! That thing can kill people?!

The young master turned around and asked the maid: "You can't even eat three a day, right?"

The maid said it depends on the quality.

"What kind of Dark Lord is this? It's really... "

'That's what I want to ask you for help with.'

Dumbledore was very sincere: "A small number of people know that he is not dead. Recently... he has become more and more abnormal. I suspect he will come back soon."

"I'll help you kill him then? No problem."

Not that easy.

Dumbledore said that he needed to observe for a while. As to why he was able to escape the pursuit of the god of death, the old headmaster already had several guesses in his mind.

"That's what happened."

In the quiet classroom, Harley leaned against Mori Yuesha, staring at the crucible in front of her - it was simmering over a low fire, with lavender liquid bubbling inside, and a rich floral scent.

There were only the two of them in the classroom, and they could hear each other's breathing clearly.

"So, the person who killed my parents is about to show up." Harry repeated Mori Yuesha's words in a very soft voice, with no emotion on her focused face. She stared at the pot of boiling potion, her eyes empty.

"It seems so."

Mori Yuesha asked: "What do you want to do? Pull out all his hair first?"

"Sister will help me, right?"

Before Mori Yuesha could answer, Hari suddenly sat up straight, "But... I don't want my sister to help me this time." She said, "Is this really okay? A completely meaningless servant."

At least you are beautiful and young.

La la la.

"What do you want to say, sister?"

Mori Yuesha advised seriously: "At least you are smart and more mature than them."

"You don't mean what you say."

That depends on who it is for.

"It's up to you. There are many people who can help you anyway." Mori Yuesha narrowed her eyes and rubbed her nose against Harry's. For a moment, they could feel each other's hot breath. "I don't care. But you have to set a lot of meaningless restrictions for yourself like Nagini..."