lord of destiny

Chapter 156 Potion!

Hogwarts.

Principal room.

"Won't you help Harry, Snape."

Snape glanced at Dumbledore, his face as calm as water.

Even though they had been together for many years, Snape still couldn't see what Dumbledore was thinking from this face.

He turned his head away.

"It's his own business."

The faint voice, the always indifferent face, just like another Dumbledore.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

"Harry's been training too much recently, and it's not good for his health. I think you can actually give him some potions to restore his mind or body."

Snape's eyes changed slightly and then disappeared.

"No, he wants to do this, and what happens is his own business."

The room fell into silence again.

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Wednesday.

Harry looked at the package in front of him in a daze.

"Who sent a package to themselves again?"

First of all, his evil uncle's family is absolutely impossible.

Secondly, although he went to an ordinary school, he didn't have any friends there, and they didn't know he was in Hogwarts.

Other than that, he seemed to have had no contact with anyone else.

It's impossible for people from outside, so it can only be people from Hogwarts.

"Could it be Hagrid?"

Harry thought as he opened the package.

His face was a little pale.

He has been training with all his strength in the past three days. Mentally, because of the inexplicable coolness, he has always been in an extremely sober state.

In this state, Harry felt great!

Even the broomstick he controls seems to have risen to a higher level.

It was an indescribable feeling.

just like···

It was as if he suddenly had twice as much energy!
Correct!
That's how it feels!
Harry felt that his whole brain had changed at that moment.

Become more flexible and in control.

"Is this my talent?"

Harry unconsciously touched the scar on his forehead again.

He is the 'savior'!
Even Voldemort, who has never failed, failed on him. How could he not have his own talent?

Although Harry still doesn't quite understand the ability of this talent, based on what it has shown now, he believes that his future will be very different!
Nothing else to say.

Simply relying on this 'talent', Harry increased his speed to 180 kilometers per hour in just three days of training!
And now there are still three days before the start of the game.

Harry is very confident that he can increase his speed to 200 kilometers per hour before the game!
"By that time, his only speed advantage will be gone! Just wait, I will definitely defeat you in front of everyone in the school!"

Harry swore secretly.

"Cough cough!"

Harry coughed suddenly.

The hand that was unpacking the package suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Are you feeling a little unable to hold on?"

Harry frowned.

During these three days of training, although his spirit could sustain it, his body seemed to be failing.

The coolness only worked on his spirit, not his body.

This is also one of the reasons for his pale face.

Harry's face changed a few times.

For physical problems, he tried to eat more nutritious food, which had some effect, but did not solve the fundamental problem.

His physical problems are not due to lack of nutrition, but because of over-training and exhaustion.

This kind of exhaustion needs to rely on rest to resolve.

Mere nutritional supplementation will not solve the problem.

"Do you want me to rest?"

Harry looked struggling.

Now is his most critical period. Whether he can defeat that person depends on his training for the past few days. How can he rest?

But if he doesn't rest, his body can't hold on. If this situation continues, he may not last until the day of the competition!

struggling.

Harry had opened the package before he knew it.

Inside was an exquisite wooden box with a letter on it.

Harry picked up the letter.

Harry:

I know you've been working really hard these days for your Quidditch match this weekend, and that's good.

However, I don't want you to damage your body by doing this.

Winning the Academy Cup is important, but your body is equally important!

No, your body should be more important!

There is no Academy Cup champion this year, and there will be next year.

But your body is only one.

I hope you can keep this in mind!
At last······

Although I don't really like this method.

However, I have prepared two potions for you in the box, one blue and one red.

The blue bottle of potion can replenish your consumed spirit, and the red bottle of potion can relieve your physical fatigue.

Remember, this is the only time!
From now on, you can never harm your body for no reason like you do now!
Professor McGonagall.

"Professor McGonagall..."

Harry felt a warm feeling in his heart.

Professor McGonagall really helped him a lot!

It was she who made herself, as a first-year freshman, make an exception to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team and become one of the Seekers.

It was her again who gave him the broomstick he currently uses, Nimbus 2000.

This is the latest broomstick that Draco has never owned!

Now, it's her again.

Give yourself what you want most when you need it most.

"Potion!"

Harry hastily opened the wooden box.

I saw that there were indeed two bottles of potions inside.

One bottle is blue and one is red.

There is also a piece of paper on the side with instructions for using these two potions.

The method is very simple, just use a glass object, pour it out and take it directly.

The best dosage is one tablespoon at a time.

With the amount of these two bottles of potion, Harry could probably use it for a week.

Harry ignored the blue potion and picked up the red potion directly.

Then he took out another glass, poured out a tablespoon of it, raised his head and drank the potion into his mouth.

After a while, Harry felt his body getting better. He clenched his fists and found that he was strong again.

And the paleness on his face disappeared quickly, and there was a trace of rosiness on his face.

"This potion is so miraculous! My body has improved so quickly, even better than before!"

There was a hint of excitement on Harry's face.

"Sure enough, it's Merlin (a great magician in legend) who is blessing me!"

At this time, he felt like he was the real 'savior', omnipotent!

Nothing can stop him!
Harry clutched the red bottle of potion in his hand.

This is the key to his victory!

　Thanks to book friends 'Yu Shanxin' and 'Book Xiaobaibai' for their rewards
　　
　
(End of this chapter)