Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Chapter 185: The Road to Becoming a Potion Master

The next day, Snape, wearing his iconic black robe again, came to the Tulip District in London and made this conclusion after checking the condition of the two old wizards.

"I've been under the spell of oblivion for some time."

It’s not that Dudley was unwilling to take the two of them to Godric’s Hollow, but the Potter family’s old house was right next to it. Wouldn’t it irritate Snape if they took them there?

“It’s more difficult to recover.”

Snape's evaluation was 'it's more troublesome to recover', while the St. Mungo's healer's evaluation was 'you can only do your best'. This is the difference between the two.

"Professor, you should have a solution."

Dudley said as he took bottles of potion ingredients out of his bag and placed them on the table.

"I have a solution?" Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Dudley with a little dissatisfaction: "Tell me your suggestion first."

Snape was generally satisfied with Dudley, his 'disciple' whom he taught and raised step by step. After observing the condition of the two, Snape believed that Dudley also had the ability to cure them.

"I think we can use the Resuscitation Charm combined with the Memory Potion."

Dudley made his point.

"Your idea is valid in theory, but it's a bit conservative. Remember, you are a potion master. Don't just wave your wand foolishly. Recovery potions and memory potions can achieve the same effect, or even better."

Snape made a brief comment and expressed his point of view, which made Dudley suddenly understand.

After all, he is the top potion master in the wizarding world. In terms of pure potion making, there is actually not much difference between Dudley and Snape, but Dudley is still slightly inferior in terms of application.

"It seems you still lack some practical experience."

As Snape said, Dudley lacked practical experience.

Snape then ordered directly: "Dursley, grind the medicine for me."

"Yes, Professor."

Dudley knew that Snape intended to demonstrate and teach himself, so he spoke in a very obedient tone that was completely inconsistent with his sturdy physique.

Snape acted as if he didn't see anything and began to give Dudley on-the-spot guidance step by step. He taught very attentively and Dudley listened very seriously.

These are all valuable experiences.

The time it takes to brew a potion can be long or short, and it actually has little direct relationship with the difficulty.

Some may take a long time, such as a compound decoction, which may take at least a month; others may take a short time, such as a potion for treating scabies, which may only take less than a quarter of an hour.

It's not that it takes that long to cook, even if it's simmered over low heat, it will be cooked dry. It's the preliminary preparation work. One of the main ingredients of the compound decoction, the lacewings, needs to take a full twenty-one days to process, and the other ingredient, the sap-flowing grass, also needs to be picked when the full moon comes.

The two potions Snape suggested were of general type, but even so it took a whole week to prepare them, and some of the ingredients were difficult to handle.

During this week, Snape explained some techniques for preparing potions and imparted practical experience, such as which medicine to use in what circumstances and which potions can be combined with each other to achieve what effect.

While Dudley was preparing the potion, he was also greedily absorbing the experience Snape was imparting.

The simplest example is that the combination of Slowness Potion and Petrification Potion can reduce the opponent's speed to the lowest level, but if the two potions are mixed together before use, they will become an unstable mixture with a power comparable to that of an explosive potion, but due to its instability, it may explode at any time.

Anti-aging agents cannot be taken at the same time as beauty potions, otherwise the body hair will grow dozens of times in a short period of time and all fall off after an hour. The most important point is that no hair will grow again within a month.

There are countless experiences like this.

If Dudley had always made potions by following the instructions, he would only be a good potion maker but would never be a master potion maker.

A week later, the potions were successfully brewed, and of course, they were all of perfect grade without exception.

Looking at the faint fluorescent green potion in the potion bottle, Snape nodded with satisfaction.

After the two old wizards took the potion, they fell into a deep sleep.

Snape told Dudley that he would need to take the medicine for three consecutive days before the lost memories would gradually recover. This process was necessary and could not be rushed. And if he wanted to recover all his memories, it would depend on the extent of the brain damage.

The damage to the brain caused by the Forgetfulness Spell is too great, and one will lose some memories to a certain extent. As for which memories will be lost, one can only leave it to fate.

Before leaving, Snape handed a yellowed notebook to Dudley and said, "Take this notebook and study it carefully. I hope I can be different when school starts. At least I won't waste my talent like I am doing now."

The notebook records Snape's insights and experiences over the years.

It would be impossible to give such precious notes to Dudley without considering him as a disciple.

"Okay, Professor."

Dudley solemnly put the notebook into the small bag. He had found the direction to move forward.

In fact, he really wanted to invite Snape to visit the castle, but he knew that Snape would definitely not go.

Godric's Hollow, Snape's lifelong pain.

Just as Snape judged, three days later, the two old wizards finally recalled some things about the past.

Soon more and more memories were recovered

Five days later, they had basically recovered their memories, but as luck would have it, the memory of their identities was still missing and they couldn't remember it no matter how hard they tried.

Therefore, the two temporary nicknames Pippi Longstocking and Luxixi have to continue to be used.

The two old wizards were homeless and also wanted to repay Dudley for saving their lives.

They chose to teach Harry spells in Godric's Hollow.

Don't be fooled by their old age, but none of the wizards who have traveled around the world are simple and have rich practical experience.

For example, there are twelve uses of the Floating Spell, twenty-eight techniques of Clear Spring Water, and four ways of reading Split into pieces.

These skills learned from actual combat opened the eyes of Harry and the other two and benefited them greatly.

It was not because they really didn't expect that the great writer Lockhart would suddenly attack them. If they faced each other head-on, even a hundred Lockharts would not be enough for them to defeat.

Just as Dudley was working hard to become a master of Potions, Harry and the other two were also improving their combat abilities at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What? Little wizards can't use magic freely during their holidays? The Ministry of Magic has heddles to track?

If the Ministry of Magic was truly reliable, there would be no Voldemort.

In reality they only monitored a few key personnel, Harry being one of them, but Dudley had managed to shield him during the summer vacation of his first year.

A month later, a piece of news that shocked the entire wizarding world came without any warning.

This directly made the Ministry of Magic the target of public criticism and pushed Minister of Magic Fudge to the forefront, with so many letters of complaint that they couldn't be piled up.

Sirius Black, one of the most serious criminals in Azkaban, successfully escaped from prison.

I don't know what method he used, but he managed to slip away from under the noses of countless Dementors.

Chapter 186 The Chain Reaction after Sirius's Prison Break

The Daily Prophet put this news on the front page, and the sales of this issue were surprisingly good and were almost sold out.

The daily newspaper attached Black's basic information in the newspaper: a crazy admirer of the mysterious Sirius Black, who once killed thirteen people with a spell and blew up a street. He was an evil, crazy, bloodthirsty, cruel, and notorious murderer.

But all this has nothing to do with Dudley and his friends, who continue to live a peaceful life in Godric's Hollow.

The castle is very safe.

It's a pity that a certain Minister of Magic doesn't think so.

In his opinion, Black escaped from prison in order to kill Harry Potter. He was a die-hard fan of the mysterious man and even betrayed his best friends, the Potters, who were Harry's parents.

So he would definitely come to Harry.

If Harry Potter was killed by Black who escaped from prison, then his political career would be over and he would definitely be ousted from the position of Minister of Magic.

So Lord Fudge, the Minister of Magic who had been in office for more than a decade but had achieved nothing, began to care about the savior of the wizarding world - Harry Potter.

They thought he would be at his aunt and uncle's house, but when they arrived at number four, Privet Drive, they learned from Mrs. Dursley that Harry had already gone somewhere with his cousin.

Fudge panicked.

"Why did you let them out of your sight?"

Fudge yelled at Petunia in frustration.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fudge felt a huge force coming and a big furry hand pushed him away.

Vernon rushed out of the room, protecting Petunia behind him, and looked at Fudge fiercely: "Hey! Fatty, stay away from my wife!"

"They are no longer children, but wizards. Do we have to keep them tied up by our side all the time?"

"I was in the Boy Scouts when I was their age."

"I don't want to see you again, now, get out of my house!"

Ever since having little Lily, Vernon seemed to have a second spring in life and worked out hard. Although his obese figure has not completely disappeared, he can already be considered strong and muscular.

At least in terms of physique, he is much stronger than Fudge.

"Muggle!"

Fudge fell flat on his face, and after getting up from the ground, he was so angry that he took out his wand and planned to teach Vernon a lesson.

"Sir Fudge, I do not recommend that you do that."

Before Fudge could cast the spell, a deep voice sounded beside him.

"I should first remind you that these two are Mr. Potter's closest relatives, and are also Mr. Dursley's parents."

"If you do this, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction between the two of you. I don't think that's what you want to see."

"Wizards cannot cast spells on Muggles casually, even if you are the superior."

The person who was speaking had brown hair and thick eyebrows. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses were a pair of sharp yellow eyes. His expression was very serious, and his square face gave people a sense of majesty without even being angry.

With his curly hair, he looks like an old lion.

This is the current Head of the Auror Office - Rufus Scrimgeour.

He was responsible for the mission of capturing Sirius.

As a former veteran, Rufus addressed Fudge not as Minister but as Sir.

By the way, Rufus himself had a good relationship with the Carrow family, and Dudley had met him several times.

"Dursley" Fudge paused at the name.

Fudge actually didn't care much about Harry, even though there were rumors that he might be a powerful wizard.

He didn't believe this at all. He just regarded Harry as an ordinary little wizard, well, a relatively famous one.

But Dudley is different.

The fact that Dudley took away Lucius's position as a school director with a wave of his hand was still a sensation, and Lucius himself was ridiculed for a while. Dudley himself left a deep impression on Fudge. It is definitely not easy to be supported by all Slytherins.

Fudge is just incompetent, but he is not stupid yet.

"Heldle. Has Heald of the Ministry of Magic found any trace of them?"

Leaving Privet Drive, Fudge tried every means to find Harry's whereabouts, but Dudley's anti-tracking measures were very good, and the Ministry of Magic couldn't find any trace at all.

There was no news for three whole days.

"Has he been killed? No, we must find Harry!"

Gradually, Fudge began to panic. His fat body began to tremble. He kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. With every passing minute, he became more anxious.

Of course he was not worried about Harry's safety, but about his own position as minister.

"Mr. Dumbledore should know their whereabouts. He knows everything."

It is not known who made the suggestion to Fudge.

Under normal circumstances, Fudge would definitely not give a good face to the person who made this suggestion.

But these days are different.

"Yes, yes, Dumbledore. Come on, let's go to Hogwarts." Fudge's eyes lit up when he heard the name Dumbledore. He shouted impatiently and immediately ordered his men to go to Hogwarts with him.

Fudge always went to Dumbledore when he was in doubt.

"Connelly, don't worry, the children are all fine."

Dumbledore, wearing a nightgown covered with stars, looked helplessly at the intruders in the room, Fudge and his group.

It was almost midnight now and he was ready to go to bed.