The White Lord of Hogwarts

Chapter 33 The Wool

[The system is a serious system, and the potion is also a serious potion]

Love looked at the formula of the magic potion and couldn't calm down for a long time.

He now needs to find a way to obtain the witch's body medium.

Hair, nails, and bodily fluids!
All three media can be used to prepare magic potions, but the difficulty of obtaining these three media can be extremely different, not to mention nails, which are not easily separated, and only talk about body fluids and hair, although blood, sweat, ** And all kinds of metabolic fluids are body fluids, but these are not easily accessible to Love.

He couldn't trick the little witch into the bathtub, and then wait for them to leave and drink to his heart's content, right?He's not some professional basketball forward who won an NBA championship, and he has no interest in bathwater.

Obviously, of the three items, hair is the easiest to obtain.The little witches of Gryffindor College lose a lot of hair every day. As long as Love is willing to collect it, he can still find a lot in the common room, but he refuses.

Love didn't want to add these unexplained hairs to his potion.

This is a potion to be put into the mouth, what should I do if I accidentally pick up the boy's hair?What if the girl didn't wash her hair?How unhygienic!

"Huh? Why is the wizard's physical medium not working?" Thinking of this, Love was a little confused: Is it because he is a boy?If my biological sex is male and psychological gender is female, or if my biological sex is female and psychological gender is male, will the formula of the potion change?

But no matter what, in order to make his magic potion not so unacceptable, he needs to hurry up and act.His eyes fell on Hermione sitting next to her, who was watching Harry and Ron play wizard chess.

very suitable subject.

"Hermione~" Love moved the stool to the side of Hermione's seat and called her name softly.

"What's wrong?" Hermione looked sideways at Love, not understanding why he suddenly called her name.

"Do you usually comb your hair?" Love asked.

Hermione:  …

"Of course I will!" She replied angrily.It's not that Hermione's unruly hair can't be dealt with, but it takes a lot of time and energy to manage it smoothly.She came and went, and she didn't want to care about it, so the girl's hair remained in a slightly disheveled state.

Love's eyes fell on Hermione's unkempt brown hair.

Hermione's face turned red all of a sudden, and her tone became less natural: "We are students, and we should focus on our studies instead of thinking about dressing ourselves every day!"

These words are preposterous, but they make sense at first glance.

Love scratched his chin, and Tu Qiang saw: "I mean, can I comb your hair for you?"

The speed of Ron and Harry playing chess on the side obviously slowed down, and Ron didn't even notice that Harry made two moves in a row.They all stretched their ears, wanting to hear some gossip.

Hermione's ears turned red when she heard Love's words. She lowered her eyes and didn't respond to him immediately.

"I mean, um, get your hair done a little more naturally before you go home, I didn't say you're not looking good with your hair, it's just, uh, Christmas..." Love was very nervous: he felt like his proposal seemed Somewhat presumptuously, he now feels that the operation of searching for a few unknown hairs from the carpet is not unacceptable.

"If you have time, that's fine too." Hermione finally replied after a few seconds of consideration.

To Love, the seconds seemed longer than hours, as if time had stopped, and it didn't resume its flow until Hermione responded.

"Really? That's great!" Love is very happy, because now his potion of healing is available, and there is no need for any strange and strange hairs, just use Hermione's!This is really good.

Hermione glanced up at him and saw that he was genuinely happy.

Somehow, she was also happy.The girl smiled slightly: "Then thank you for your hard work."

Hermione found a wooden comb in her robe pocket and handed it to Love.

Love moved the stool behind Hermione's seat and gently pulled her hair up. Harry and Ron looked at each other's eyes and mind, trying to play Wizard Chess out of the philosophical sense of Go.

The brown hair looks fluffy, but after using it, it has a soft feeling, as if the mess is only on the surface, but the inside is extremely delicate. What's more, there is a faint fragrance in the hair, which makes people feel uncomfortable. A little bit of goodwill was born.

Love inserted the wooden comb into the ends of the hair and combed it patiently. Soon some unruly strands of hair were combed out and put into Love's pocket.

Hermione sat on the seat, feeling the wooden teeth passing over her head, and occasionally felt blocked, but the boy behind him patiently removed these obstacles one by one, giving her an extremely comfortable experience, just like a massage .

The light in the lounge was dim, and the fire crackling in the fireplace, coupled with the comfortable touch, made Hermione even a little drowsy.

After a while, she felt Love playing with her hair.The young man held a rubber band in one hand, and with the other hand, he wrapped Hermione's hair, twisted and twisted, and a simple ponytail was tied up.

"It looks much neater." Love was very satisfied with his work, and at the same time, he quietly stuffed a bunch of brown hair into the pocket of his robe.

Hermione is a sheep, so does this count as wool?Love suddenly had a strange idea.

"Thank you." Hermione didn't see Love's little gesture. After thanking him, she mustered up the courage to ask: "Hey, I can trouble you later, um...Actually, I'm not very good at making hairstyles. Not bad."

She made up a poor excuse, but Love agreed.

He couldn't ask for more!
"Great, it's getting late, I'll go back to rest first, see you after the festival!" After making an agreement with Love, Hermione jumped up from the chair and ran back upstairs.

A happy smile appeared on Love's face: There is a stable source of supply for the potion of healing!Wool can be squeezed every day!
Ron and Harry, who were sitting on the side, looked at each other, with only one thought in mind: Is Love too busy?Wouldn't it be troublesome to comb Hermione's hair every day?With her hair volume, it takes a lot of effort to see it.

Ron glanced at Love, who seemed to be in a good mood, and sighed——What a poor child, forced to do such hard work, wouldn't it be good to spend these hours playing wizard chess?
Love didn't know what the two friends were thinking. He just wanted to find a place to quickly make up the magic potion, and then taste the taste and try the effect.

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The second update is here, good night everyone, see you tomorrow at 12 noon!

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