"It's finally stabilized."
In the office, William stared at the Felixir that had stabilized. He was relieved, but also a lot nervous - it took him two weeks longer than the theory to restore it to its current state. To adjust the potion, the secondary addition of materials continues to this day.
"Add more medicine, success or failure depends on now."
He sighed, took adequate precautions again, and put himself in the calmest state to start processing the second potion that needed to be added.
,
The flames gently licked the bottom of the cauldron, and this time the addition of herbs needed to be steady.
He used a silver knife to handle all the medicinal materials that could have been simplified to magic cutting. The hand that had already cut two pieces of magic medicine today was more stable than William himself expected.
'Then, while stirring, add...'
He took a deep breath again, added half of the processed bird and snake eggshells and the freshly chopped herbs into the crucible, and stirred patiently.
The light blue solution greedily devoured the herbs covered in silver bird and snake eggshells. A little bit of bright red seeped out of the herbs, slowly dyeing the medicine into an extremely bright ruby red.
As the last bit of material was added, William increased the fire. The huge flame caused the medicine in the pot to boil, but no steam came out. This was an extremely good phenomenon, and William finally let go of his worries. , nodded.
Afterwards, he placed layers of protection on the crucible, and he himself stepped back and disarmed himself.
When the last iron armor curse was lifted, the heat wave hit the office directly, making William helplessly shake his head.
In order to maintain the temperature of the office so that the environmental impact would not be so great, he had to light seven piles of magic flames to maintain the indoor temperature - the reason why he used so many was because he wanted to prevent the air from affecting the effect of the potion when lighting the flames. Windows must be left open all day.
Fortunately, the cost of maintaining the magic flame is not high, so he can still hold on.
But it was not without negative effects - under the dual effects of the flames and the magic potion in the pot, he did not dare to stay in the office during this period, and had been dealing with things in the big office.
Even his owl can no longer stay in the office, and has been living in the school owl shed for this period of time...
'I'm so sorry about that guy...'
Thinking of his own owl, William felt guilty and decided to take a pack of high-grade owl food from the cabinet and go have a look at it.
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"Goooooo!"
Before William even reached the tent, he recognized the sound of his own owl.
Full of pride and arrogance, as if he had just done something bad, he hurriedly opened the door of the shed and walked in.
The moment he opened the door, he was shocked - a group of owls were standing there aggrievedly. His owls stood in the middle, patiently staring at a light brown one. After looking at it for a long time, they turned away from each other in disgust. A hair was plucked from the wing.
Then the next shivering owl moved over.
"Gugu~uh!"
Seeing William coming, it screamed happily, and then flew straight to the top. Before William could get curious, it grabbed several feathers and landed.
It proudly placed the feathers in front of William with an expression asking for credit, and then impatiently tapped William's hand holding the owl food with its beak.
'I've heard of other things like owls catching mice...'
William was unpacking the owl's food and looking at the feathers, 'To treat other owls as hunting objects is... Hey, don't mention it, these feathers are of good quality... They are good materials for making pens...'
A strange idea suddenly appeared, and William blinked in disbelief.
'Isn't it? '
"Given to me?"
He asked tentatively. The owl that was busy eating food raised its head and nodded proudly.
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Ridiculous... You pulled out your own, I was moved, why are you picking off other people's owl hair?
He poked its forehead and said, "No need, don't pluck the feathers of other owls in the future."
"Goooo!"
After trying to persuade it to stop harming other owls, William left the shed with a lot of owl feathers, dumbfounded.
They had all been plucked out, and he would bring a few bags of high-grade food later to comfort the unlucky ones. As for these things, he might as well ask Singed to make some quills.
With this thought in mind, he walked quickly along the road next to the shack, preparing to return to the castle through the path.
"what sound?"
He heard the sound of the snow being trampled and the sound of the magic spell hitting the trees, so he pulled out the wand, added enough protection to himself, and then took small steps towards that direction - although there was a high probability that he was a student. It's a joke, but this year is special after all, and it really doesn't make sense to ignore it.
"Brother Weasley, you two stop!"
Someone's roar came from unknown sources. William hesitated and decided to turn a blind eye.
So what - there is one thing to say, it's not that he doesn't want to take care of it, but it's this matter. To be honest, I don't blame the children who hunted down the Weasley brothers.
He still remembers the lesson on avoiding danger that he taught to the sixth year - it was a very interesting lesson, but also an extremely confusing lesson.
As usual, the lights were turned off just like in the seventh grade, and the three professors came over to test the children's responses to crises.
But the start was not ideal. They had just turned off the lights and the professors started to take action. There were already exclamations among the students.
Under the watchful eyes of Lupine, who was in charge of early stage control, many students were knocked directly to the mat - no doubt, some students did not care about doing more papers and revealed the news in order to gain extra points for the academy.
But that's not a big deal—these deviations are already taken into account.
As long as a student faints, the score will be low. In actual combat, it is not just professors who carry out surprise attacks - it is hard to say for other colleges. Gryffindor students cannot be frightened by just one assignment. It can even be said that it was revealed at the time The fact that the questions will add homework is a disguised reminder to them, and it can also reveal the questions.
This is mainly because they are afraid that after Gryffindor reveals the topic, the other houses will be too honest - and considering that only one house assignment is added, many well-meaning people will go to remind people in other houses to work hard and strive for it. Trick the seniors to death.
Anyway, Lu Ping was watching the whole process, and with their two professors assisting, they were not afraid of any problems.
Anyone who dares to use overly powerful magic will be knocked down and imprisoned immediately - this is a fairly complete measure, but it can't be resisted... There are twins in the sixth grade.
These two bastards didn't know who they got the information from. There was such a short time between the two classes. They didn't know where they brought in a large number of big dung eggs...
When the three professors called their names one by one, these two bastards pretended to be dead while filling the unconscious man's mattress with feces and eggs...
Lupine, who was responsible for controlling the field, was not familiar with the two of them. The twins were taught by William in the first year he came here, and Moody was in charge this year, so he didn't pay much attention to the two of them squirming in the crowd like insects. After all, it was The rules allow it.
As a result, by the time William and the others brought down all the students with obvious flaws, they had completed most of their feats...but they still continued to work happily under the Bubble Curse.
At this moment, the scene was out of chaos - the crowd had not all been knocked down, and the scores had not been tallied, but those who were knocked down at the beginning had been awakened by the smoke.
After the first big dung egg exploded, the rest of the people naturally moved restlessly and unconsciously broke the ones around them.
The twins adjusted it very well when they were stuffing it, and it exploded when there was any movement.
As a result, a series of explosions occurred. Although the lethality was almost non-existent,...
The final selection method could only be changed temporarily. The twins became the only two people to get perfect scores in the new evaluation method, and by the way, Gryffindor received ten points.
The rest of the unlucky ones can only be rated based on the smell of their bodies and the time it takes to rush out of the classroom.
Extra points were awarded to the child who used the bubble spell in time.
Just like that, the class ended - or in other words, the twins' battle royale class began.
After successfully blowing up nearly a hundred big dung eggs in the classroom, they have been chasing after them during their spare time these days. There are already nearly two dozen students who have been detained because of them...
"The running posture is very handsome..."
When the two of them ran past William's hiding place, William gave a very fair evaluation, and then watched silently as seven or eight Ravenclaw children held up big dung eggs and chased after them. From time to time, they even pulled out their wands to cast spells. Stop the two of them.
'Well, the necessary physical training also started immediately. '
He quietly watched the students go away, then lifted the illusion spell and walked towards the castle with a smile.
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"Party?"
While Bertha was setting up her stall, an invitation came her way that she had never imagined.
"Yeah, party."
The old lady selling candy in the shop next to her smiled happily, "Christmas is coming, and Ilvermorny is going on winter vacation. We have been busy for a whole year, so it's time to have a banquet to celebrate. ."
"This is jointly organized by our merchants. We have all seen your hard work these days. You have been busy from morning to night, and you are also very careful in making things. I have never heard of any counterfeit disputes here. …"
The old lady babbled, "So we decided to invite you to join our banquet to celebrate this happy day."
"Can…"
"There's nothing wrong with it... Who can directly own their own shop when doing business, kid?"
The old lady smiled and said, "You are very hard-working, you do not cheat, you have your own skills, you are suitable for this place, my child..."
"On Christmas Day, there are no outsiders in the hotel over there. It's all us people doing small business - I will introduce them to you!"
"It's settled, kid, on Christmas Day!"
She waved her hand unwillingly, then turned and left, leaving behind a confused Bertha...
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"Oh...Hermione..."
Ginny pulled Hermione out crying, with a look of despair on her face.
"I heard...Harry is looking for him, wu...Qiu..."
Hermione tried hard to suppress the despair in her heart and accepted Ginny's hug.
"I can't even go to the dance!"
Ginny's voice became more nasal, "I want to go to the dance!"
"There's still a while, Ginny, just wait a minute."
Hermione didn't know how to comfort her for a moment - she couldn't use a curse on Qiu and then brew a pot of polyjuice potion for Ginny to drink and transform, right?
Not to mention how many school rules this violated, she wouldn't be able to brew the Polyjuice Potion for a while.
"How about I think of another solution?"
Even though she is number one in grade, she still can't think of a solution to the problem.
"How about we go to the dance first?"
"I'm only in third grade, so I can't go."
Ginny looked up, tears still on her face.
"Why don't you invite me, Hermione?"
Ginny suddenly came up with a crooked idea—several students she knew participated in this way.
"I?"
Hermione opened her mouth in surprise.
"Yes, you invite me, please, I want to go..."
Hermione was a little hesitant - although the invitation to the prom had just started a few days ago, she knew her popularity among her peers better than anyone else... Although she had been giving extra points to the college so that she would not be ostracized, but how popular she was. Definitely not sure...
As for the outer house, choosing her as a dance partner is basically equivalent to being targeted to death by those Slytherin guys in the next time. Even Dean Snape openly mocked her. Those students are naturally learned and talented. In this case, Inviting her to dance is basically equivalent to being stared at by those Slytherin guys...
Harry and Ron definitely didn't care about this, but they both had partners, and it was her suggestion...
Thinking of this, she was a little less interested in the dance.
"But, you..."
"Will you be targeted by those Slytherins?"
Ginny smiled nonchalantly, "They dare?"
"Okay, then, I invite you to go."
Hermione finally made up her mind.
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"Still, failed..."
In the empty classroom, the four warriors left records on the parchment again.
"It looks like it won't be finished before Christmas..."
Montague sighed, "I have to catch up with the confinement today, so I'm going to leave first - by the way, the safekeeping of golden eggs during the holiday should still follow the previous rules?"
"Yes, since everyone is not leaving school."
Cedric also started to pack his things, "I also have to catch up on my confinement, see you tomorrow."
The two were barely able to talk to each other during this time. Although they still disliked each other, they reluctantly left the classroom together.
"Why are they all locked up?"
Harry picked up the golden egg - he was keeping it today.
"I heard that Filch saw him when he was chasing the Weasley brothers."
Nancy put away the records and shook her head, "Many people from our college went in because of chasing the twin brothers, and asked them and didn't tell them what happened - you, oh, by the way, Gryffindors generally don't fight among themselves. ,I think should not be?"
Harry hesitated, but curiosity finally won out over secrecy.
"Well, seven or eight people were actually detained during this period. What kind of prank did they do?"
"I don't know about that - but Christmas is coming soon, so as usual, things should turn around."
Nancy smiled and closed her schoolbag, "I'm leaving first, otherwise when Qiu comes over, she will complain about the senior students' refusal to leave private space for the junior students..."
Recommend two books, and it is customary to recommend a book and add one chapter.
The first book, "Fairy, Stop Making Trouble" is a daily novel with a single female protagonist, high in sugar and no knife, and full of dog food.
The first one is one of the few authors that I know that is not salty. The update speed is guaranteed and the quality is very good.
The second volume is of excellent quality, and the author's works are exquisite…
"Armed Witch", a tangerine witch's growth diary.