Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, not only Professor Lupin, but also Harry.

The desks in the room were all moved to one side and looked much more spacious.

In front of Harry, there was also a big closet, and there was a banging sound inside.

William interrupted the chanting, Harry was holding his wand high, his face full of nervousness, like a constipation patient for more than ten years.

"William, are you here?" Lupin stood up, with an extremely enthusiastic attitude.

"Well, I'm here to deliver you medicine. Professor Dumbledore should have mentioned it to you?"

"Yes, thank you so much." Professor Lu Ping breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm still thinking, should I remind you.

Did you meet Professor Snape at the door?"

William nodded."Yes, we didn't have a good chat...but the professor should be very happy."

Could it be unpleasant?After changing hands, he sold the wolf poison potion that no one drank to William.

It is indeed the first of the three evils of Hogwarts!

"Really? Snape was very angry when he left the room." Lupin sighed.

Just now, Snapefei forced him to drink the potion, as if he wouldn't save face if he didn't drink it.

The potion was full of smelly feet, and Lupin had no choice but to save face if he didn't want to die young.

"The potion must be poisonous!" Harry couldn't help but interrupted, and he shouted, "We should talk to Professor Dumbledore. He may not know yet."

Harry always felt that if he were not there, Lupin would be pinched by Snape's chin and forcibly poured the potion into his mouth.

Harry moved away from the closet and hurried over, looking down at the glass in William's hand.

He knew that Professor Lupin was in poor health. Snape used to make potions, but now he became William.

He couldn't help but asked curiously:

"William, what kind of potion is this?"

Lupin became nervous, afraid that William would leak.

"Harry, Professor Lupin would not want you to know his little secret."

With a smile at the corner of William's mouth, he whispered: "The medicine for kidney.

"..."

Harry glanced at Lupin weirdly, the professor was indeed pale...it was a kidney deficiency!

and many more……

Snape made Lupin a kidney-tonifying medicine, and he didn't want to drink it?!

Ah this...

Harry suddenly felt that he had discovered something extraordinary.

Lupin took the cup and sniffed, a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face: "A familiar smell, which used to be unpleasant to drink, now smells really good."

"William, I know you are very busy, thank you for helping me make it.

I have never been very good at potions. Professor Slughorn didn't like me that much."

"Professor Slughorn?" Harry wondered.

"The last Professor of Potions has retired for many years. After he left, Professor Snape took his class." William explained.

"Do you know Professor Slughorn?" Lupin was surprised.

"I heard Professor Dumbledore mention it." William's tone was flat.

Dumbledore mentioned the old professor after the secret room incident last semester.

In the words of the principal: Slughorn used to be the dean of Slytherin College. He liked Tom the most, and the two had a close relationship.

When Voldemort fell, Slughorn was ecstatic and looked abnormal

Dumbledore suspected that Slughorn and Tom had shared some dark secrets.

The principal is now thinking of trying to learn from him.

Lupin put the potion in his mouth, took a sip, and started shaking.

After a cold sweat, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a pity that you can't add sugar. But William, your potion level is really good, you're only fourth grade!"

What has he been doing for four years?

They flew hawks with James all day, either in pranks, or wandering at night.

Oh, and I have to help James make plans to chase Lily and destroy her unreliable friendship with Snape.

"Is it hard to boil?"

Harry looked at the cup and licked his lips, seeming to want to taste the saltiness too.

He doesn't care if it doesn't invigorate the kidney, the key is to taste the taste.

He has a problem, he likes bad potions!

"It's difficult, only a few potions masters can make it." Lupin gave a positive answer.

"For my little problems, only this medicine can be effective. I am very lucky to meet two wizards who can make this kind of potion in a row."

Lupin was curious again: "Oh, maybe Hermione can cook it too, right?"

"She can't do it yet." William smiled and shook his head: "However, she can handle many steps for me."

In the second grade, Hermione was able to make compound decoctions on her own.She is very talented, but she still lacks experience.

It takes William to continue to be patient for several years.

Harry was slightly confused. He knew William and Hermione were great, but he didn't expect to be so... great!

I am usually too familiar, and I don't feel much.

But if you think about what the two have done, you will find that...the gap between him and the two is larger than that of dogs and people.000 literature www.000wxxs.com

I can't fall with Ron anymore. I have to copy homework every day and I have to spread dung on the wall!

If William knew what Harry was thinking, he would only lament him...toonaïve!

There are only zero and countless times of copying homework.

This is an addictive habit: before you do it, you will be violent; after you do it, you will feel full of guilt again and swear that there will be no next time.

"What are you doing?" William looked at the trembling wardrobe, which swayed more.

"Practice the patron saint spell?"

"Yes." Lupin motioned to Harry to continue practicing.

Harry reluctantly left, he was now more interested in potions than the Patronus Charm.

"A cup of tea?" Lupin said.

He tapped the kettle with his magic wand, and a burst of steam came from the spout.

William nodded and glanced at the office.

The room layout is not much different from Halloween, but there are many more magical creatures.

In the distance, in a large water tank, a sickly green guy with pointed horns pressed his face against the glass and grimace at William.

Lu Ping handed over the tea cup and said, "Fantastic Beast Grindillo, I am going to give it to the third-grade students. Their progress is too late."

"Well, indeed. We learned it in the first grade... Professor Tywin taught."

"Tywin, I remember him, he had a good relationship with James back then, but he was also a Death Eater."

William raised his eyebrows.

Lupin probably didn't know that the relationship between the two was not just good... Tai Wen also wanted to be Lupin his'sister-in-law'.

It's just that his childhood sweetheart series is no match for Lily's heavenly descendant series.

And Snape's childhood sweetheart series was no match for James's Heavenly Fall series.

This is really a tragedy.

Professor Lu Ping said bitterly:

"The world is changing so fast. People who seemed good in those days will always become unpredictable in the end."

"Do you still insist that Pettigrew Peter is alive?" He glanced at William and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, I believe in the judgment I got after thinking about it." William said calmly.

"Do you believe it, professor?"

"I... not so sure." Lupin sighed, his eyes drifted, and he looked into the distance in thought.

Over the past ten years, he has been alive day after day, neither very happy nor sad.

Only occasionally when alone is alone, I unconsciously think of the predator, and a trace of loss flashes in my heart.

Now suddenly tell him that Peter may still be alive, and there may be hidden things in the past...

Merlin, if Sirius was really wronged, how did he spend so many years in Azkaban?

Lupin felt extremely ashamed, because he had never thought of investigating the events of the past in these years.

Just stupidly chose to accept and escape.

At this time, an owl suddenly flew from a distance, through the window, and fell into William's hand.

He took down the letter and looked at it seriously.

Not far away, all Harry's attention was on Bogut.

Bogut, who had become a dementor, rushed towards him frantically.

Harry's eyes were tough, he tucked his bangs, flipped his right hand, and a magic wand appeared in his hand.

Close your eyes and try to recall happy memories.

Harry thought: the first time I talked to Qiu, the first time he said hello, the first time he dreamed of Qiu...

He suddenly opened his eyes and smiled confidently.

Harry shook his robe, and pointed his wand at the Dementor, unspeakably unrestrained.

"Hushen guard!" He said confidently!

A thin white mist sprayed out, and Harry struggled for only 0.5 seconds before falling to the ground, convulsing all over.

At this time, Lupin was still remembering the past and had completely forgotten Harry.

William was reading the letter and didn't pay attention to Harry.

The Dementor looked left and right, and saw that no one was stopping it, he lifted his robe, opened his little cherry mouth, pressed it against Harry's, and tried to suck it up.

The letter came from Bertha Jorkins, her own little spy.

She reminded William: Ludo Bagman, Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic, will come to Hogwarts.

Ludo Bagman?

After reading the letter, William looked up and found that Bogut, who had become a'Dementor,' was trying to kiss Harry deeply.

Damn it!

Are you Hogwarts dragon knight Izhiping?!

You beast!

William touched his pocket... My wand... No, what about the camera?!

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