Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Speaking of it, it’s really not easy for Durmstrang to lend the Transformation to Hogwarts. After all, for Durmstrang College, this magical ghost ship can be said to be in their school. One of the most precious things.

The precious thing about the Transformation is that it is like the Hogwarts castle, with many powerful and long-lasting spells attached to it.If I had to say it, it was like a movable sea fortress.

In fact, the most amazing thing about the Change is probably its magic that can move itself back and forth in many waters around the world.It is not only limited to sea water, as long as it can be accommodated, freshwater waters such as lakes and rivers can also be moved past.

However, to carry such a large ship of large magic, it must take a certain amount of time to activate, and obviously it is impossible to use it indefinitely.

Of course, the most important thing at the moment is that such a large-scale magic operation will inevitably set off a huge tide of magic power-although ordinary wizards cannot directly feel the existence of magic power, they may not even know the concept of "magic power", but its influence is Tangible.Including some methods of alchemy or potions, some of its phenomena can also be detected to some extent.

"Can't transfer now!"

Hearing Sprout’s suggestion, Snape, who had just returned to the hatch, even stopped:

"It's very likely that it will startle the big guy-and if the change is disturbed during the transfer, the consequences will be even more unimaginable."

"Yes," McGonagall nodded. "Before we figure out what it is, we can only calm down and watch the changes for the time being."

Having said that, she turned to Snape and asked:

"Just now you said, do you feel any will observing us? Is there anymore?"

"Well, it's still there." Although he knew that no one else could see it in the fog, Snape habitually nodded slightly, "Although I don't know where its body is—in short, there is something The will is lingering in this mist, covering us all the time...I'm not sure what it wants to do."

"Is that the'big guy' you just saw?" Flitwick asked sharply from the side.

Snape couldn't help but hesitate when he heard him asking, before shook his head and said:

"I can't be sure, but... the possibility should not be small."

The voice fell slightly, and the four seemed to be wondering what to do next.But soon, McGonagall seemed to think of something, and turned to Sprout:

"Pomona, can you give birth to some marine plants in the sea around the ship and explore it? The kind that prevents the enemy from discovering as much as possible."

"Not to be discovered?"

Sprout thought about it for a while, then nodded and said:

"That should be algae... However, since their life forms are very primitive and simple, it is impossible to actively control them... Let me try!"

Marine plants are also plants, and Sprout, as an expert in this field, naturally also dabbles in research.Just because this has not been the mainstream direction of herbal medicine research since ancient times, she is obviously not good at it.

And when she rummaged in her pocket and found a small dark green glass bottle, the other three together with her touched the side railing near the side of the ship.

"This is a kind of planktonic algae called Hurricane Algae. I bought it from a traveling merchant at a wizard night market on the Mediterranean Sea when I was traveling to Italy. They are usually pure and transparent. After gathering and breeding a lot and absorbing enough seawater, they will turn bright green when they collide with each other, and then generate marine hurricanes... Murlocs usually use them to create air bubbles under the water."

As she explained casually, she stirred it in the vial with her tail finger, which seemed to take time.

"...Oh, yes, it is said that the Bubble Head Curse was inspired by these little things."

After all, she finally took out her finger and flicked it, then took out another vial and dripped some solution in it.Then, she was seen dropping the small glass bottle containing Hurricane Algae directly off the boat.

"Actually," Sprout finally said, "If there is a huge marine magical creature around the Transformation, after their self-reproduction, it may soon be very intense due to the seawater. Turbulence generates a hurricane. We can judge its existence by the color of wind and sea water... and because this kind of algae is very small, now the fog is so big, they are likely to spread even in the fog."

As soon as they finished speaking, the other three felt that Sprout patted their bodies separately, and then handed over three half-face masks.

"Be careful not to breathe into your lungs."

"It sounds weird and dangerous."

Flitwick murmured a shrill voice, and then hurriedly put on a mask-if he sucked in too much in a while, maybe he would blow up his lungs after two steps?

And it was during Sprout's busy time that Snape suddenly tilted his head, then his brows couldn't help but frown.

"Professor McGonagall, there seems to be another naughty kid... I mean, some students ran out."

"Ok?"

When McGonagall was thinking while wearing a mask, he listened carefully. As a result, he heard the sound of footsteps faintly coming from inside through the hatch.

"Let's go check it out!" Flitwick waved his hand. "You continue to stare, remember to be careful-no one can guarantee that this will be the trick of the guy in Helbo.

After speaking, he opened the hatch with his hand and walked in. Snape heard the sound of closing the door, and immediately followed, and sealed the door again with a spell.

"Can't let the mist in too much." He explained casually.

That's right, now whether it is from the peeping will in the mist or from the perspective of Sprout's Hurricane Algae, the decision to block the door could not be more correct.

"and many more."

Suddenly, McGonagall, who had just been reminded by Snape to listen carefully, seemed to have heard something else, and closed his eyes slightly and said:

"You... have you heard anything?"

"Speaking of those students?" Snape curled his lips.

"No, it's not inside the boat, it's outside." McGonagall listened, paused for a while, and then said again, "It seems... something is buzzing underwater... Pomona, it's you Those seaweeds?"

"I'm not sure," Sprout couldn't help but hesitated. "However, if they make some bubbles in the water, I think they will make some noise."

However, McGonagall's face did not show the slightest relief because of this answer.

"It doesn't seem like bubbles."

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