Hogwarts of a certain magic

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After eating the food William had brought, Hermione stretched her elbows on the table, palms on her head, and looked up at William's profile.

William is going through the steps of the transcribed wolf poison potion.

"It's strange, isn't it, William?" Hermione stared for a long time, then suddenly narrowed her eyes.

"Professor Snape has no reason to teach you wolf poison potions. This is obviously beyond the scope. I always feel that he is deliberately suggesting something."

"How do you say?" William glanced at Hermione.

"I mean, he certainly can't expect everyone to succeed, but he still mentions werewolves repeatedly.

Is he implying that there are werewolves around everyone, let us beware early."

"Who knows, but he helped us a lot."

William quill outlined several steps in it, and exclaimed:

"Professor Snape is really a genius. The mixture of Tera rat juice and bay wood leaves effectively solves the problem of difficulty in solidification."

"Well, I will try this operation tonight." Hermione said happily, "But does Mormon really need so much wolf poison potion?"

"Need, with this, she will be able to gather a large number of werewolves. You must know that without the wolf poison potion, the werewolves are actually very painful on the night of the full moon."

Mormont did not follow William to England, but gathered some female werewolves on the island and formed a new group of forces.

William and Hermione boiled the wolf poison potion and left them all, and they would all be sent to France and handed to Mormont.

As for leaving some potions for selling wolf poison... forget it, if you want to make money from this, it is better to set up a street stall!

The steps of wolf poisoning medicine are cumbersome and costly. The werewolves are discriminated against by wizards. Most of them are poor and cannot afford it.

"William, why are you helping Mormont?" Hermione hesitated and asked.

"Hermione, it's not so much we are helping her as she is helping us." William turned a page and said in a calm tone.

"Voldemort's resurrection is inevitable. After he is resurrected, the first step is to gather the Death Eaters and then the dark forces. The werewolf is one of them.

They attacked Muggles, attacked little wizards, and caused more panic and deterrence than most dark creatures.

If there is a person who is in the wolf crowd, and even with our help, Mormon can become the leader of the werewolves, the future will be of great help to us."

Dumbledore had his own plan, but it was impossible for William to do nothing at all and start to develop his own power.

Mormont is a pawn on a whim.

William didn't expect this move to kill the dragon, but even if he could only provide information, it was a useful investment!

Similarly, werewolves are too dangerous, as can be seen from the French party.

Just like the stray dogs in the city, from any angle, they need effective control.

Continuing to let them go will only cause more little wizards to suffer.

But in the Werewolf Registration Office of the Ministry of Magic, very few werewolves register.This also prevented the Ministry of Magic from making effective surveillance on the night of the full moon.

On the one hand, William hopes to reduce the cost of the wolf poison potion, on the other hand, he wants to register the werewolves.

Cost reduction is naturally the job of Professor Snape, a potion master like this, and the registration list...external power is not good, and we can only rely on werewolves to deal with werewolves.

Effectively solving the werewolf problem is even more meaningful than gathering this power to deal with Voldemort!

This will be a glorious political resume, whether it was William helping Hermione, or herself, to become Minister of Magic.

William has already begun to pave the way for the future.And his goal is to personally train the youngest Minister of Magic.

This is far more fulfilling than being a minister.

Hermione rubbed her cheek violently, cleared herself up, and started doing her transformation class homework again.

By the time of noon, the girl had already solved three homework.

So she was so busy that she didn't go to the auditorium at noon, but William helped bring the food.

Hermione only half-written, straightened her legs, her arms dangled weakly and her body was bent forward, putting half of her face on the textbook, showing a lack of energy.

She turned her gaze to one side, and couldn't help staring at William's profile in a daze.

William raised his hand and touched Hermione's forehead. "There is no fever."

"It's just a little sleepy."

Hermione yawned, rolled up her drooping bangs, and gently wrapped William's fingers, tying the knot seriously.

William had to continue to place his left hand on Hermione's forehead, close the notebook with his right hand, and follow her, leaning one face on the table.

The two of them stared at each other.

Look at each other.

"You must be tired. After taking so many classes in the morning, you can actually go to bed now after the whole day." William said.

"But I don't want to sleep."

Hermione seemed to feel that the table top was too hard, so she raised her head slightly and put William's hand under her face.

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"It's okay, but he was in a hurry." William quickly explained the things in class.

"That's not to blame Hagrid!"

"It's not to blame him, but riding a sea monster on the Black Lake is really dangerous."

"Where is Da Hei?"

"When school was over at noon, I put it in Hagrid's hut. He said it would be sent to Lu Wei at night..."

William's voice became smaller and smaller, because Hermione's eyelids were fighting, and she fell asleep in a daze.

William held Hermione's head in his left hand, and gently hugged her in his arms.

Hermione hummed in her nose and turned her head to find a more comfortable position.

William hugged the girl and closed his eyes.

He was going to squint for a while.

Just a while!

then……

William and Hermione are late!

When William walked through the damp vegetable field and came to Greenhouse No. 3, he had already been in class for twenty minutes.

Everyone looked at William, who pretended to be okay and walked towards Qiu.It seems that he was not late, but everyone came... earlier.

"Hurry up, Mr. Stark," Professor Sprout said gently."You are the only one left."

She was just explaining how dangerous the magical creatures in Black Lake are, so that everyone really loves life and stays away from Black Lake.

She also talked about what happened in the morning, thinking that the mermaids were too much.

"The mermaids not only attack the little wizards, but also eat precious seaweed magic plants.

I think this behavior is wrong. They can eat meat alone. There are so many fish in the Black Lake!"

Listen...is this human?

"Why are you late?" Qiu asked in a low voice.

"Anne found you at noon and said that you and Hermione were missing. Everyone thought you were killed by Hermione and abandoned your body in the Black Lake."

"..."

"Don't listen to her nonsense, Hermione and I are serious...studying at noon," William explained.

Qiu obviously didn't believe it, she narrowed her eyes and glanced at William, as if she had already seen everything.

"You must have gone to find the mermaid princess, and I will tell Hermione that you have hooked up with the mermaid princess...what a scumbag!

Fortunately, I don't have a sister, otherwise I must tell her to stay away from you."

What the hell!William had a black question mark on his face.Didn't see him at noon, has he been hungry enough to hook up the mermaid princess?

That's obviously Cedric's fiancee who didn't know the door!

William must green him!

Professor Sprout finally finished attacking the mermaid and began to show everyone to observe a very ugly plant.

They are not like plants, but more like black, slimy slugs, which stiffly emerge from the black grass.

These plants are still shaking slowly, a bit of the sight of Mongolian death worms.

"Babo tuber." Professor Sprout told everyone happily, "You need to squeeze it with your hands. You have to collect its pus."

"Oh! It's disgusting." Marietta complained.

"Learn to appreciate, children," Professor Sprout exclaimed. "These pus is of extremely high value, so don't waste it.

You have to collect them in the bottle, you can not leave a drop, squeeze them all!"

William put on a pair of dragon leather gloves, and the undiluted Balbo tuber pus would cause unusual damage to the skin.

The process of squeezing tubers is disgusting, but it also makes people feel a strange satisfaction.

Whenever a bulge is squeezed, it will spray out a large sticky, yellow-green liquid, and emit a pungent gasoline smell.

The technique that William taught in the morning came in handy at this time, and everyone was desperately "rolling tubers."

"Madam Pomfrey should be happy now."

Professor Sprout blocked all the bottles with stoppers and said, "The pus from the Balbo tuber is the best medicine to treat intractable acne and acne."

Everyone thought of Eloise, her face was covered with various pimples.

It seems that she is about to start a counterattack.

Sure enough, every acne patient is a potential stock before disfigurement!

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