Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

"No problem, it's just..." Hagrid looked at the two lambs in his hand hesitantly. To be honest, he didn't really like goats, ordinary creatures without sharp teeth and thick skin, and if they were not handled well, If so, their meat also tastes very rancid...

"It's just that I'm not sure whether I can take good care of them." Hagrid continued, "What if they die..."

"Don't worry, Hagrid." Wright assured him, "Even if they die, I won't blame you. The birth of these two lambs was an accident. I kept them, just I just want to see what the result is.”

"If they are really dead..." Wright pondered for a while, "just burn them directly - no, let me handle it. If any lambs die, just use an owl to write to me, and I will I’ll handle it myself.”

Wright was not sure whether burning the two lambs that drank the super-concentrated poison from the Inferi Lake would really solve the problem. If it becomes more fragrant the more it is burned - ah! no! If the venom is evaporated and spreads when burned, it will cause big trouble.

If Peppa Pig and Sean were really dead, he decided to throw them back into the big lake, so that those skeletons that had not moved for decades could taste the taste of fresh lamb!

"Can I ask what experiment Professor Dumbledore and you conducted yesterday?" Hagrid asked curiously, "It's okay if you can't tell. I know Professor Dumbledore must have a reason."

"Well, we tested a new type of magic potion together." Wright said vaguely.

But in the wizarding world, when making new potions, do potion masters use mice or monkeys to test the potions? Or test the medicine on poor house elves? Or should we simply arrest people, or experiment on ourselves? If it’s a love potion or a happiness potion, people can still drink it. But normal people should be fine drinking things like wolfsbane potion, right?

Wright had never paid attention to such an issue before, and he never paid much attention to Potions class as much as Transfiguration class and Charms class, but at this moment, he felt a little bit interested in it.

Of course, it's just a little bit, probably only to the extent that "if you happen to meet Snape who is in a beautiful mood one day, you can ask him."

"Potion? Then why don't you go find Snape -" Hagrid nodded clearly as soon as he said Snape's name and said, "Actually, I don't like Snape a bit. He has been They all have a sinister image of looking at people through their nostrils, and Harry doesn't like it either..."

The corners of Wright's mouth twitched. Hagrid might have misunderstood something. Although what he said was correct, Snape's daily image was indeed unflattering...

But it’s okay for students to say this. Isn’t it inappropriate for you, a professor, to say it?

But looking at Hagrid's simple and honest appearance, Wright still resisted the urge to complain.

"Hagrid, thank you very much." Wright closed the suitcase and held it in his hand, "I will leave these two lambs to your care."

"Well," Hagrid nodded and said, "Wright, where are you going now? Back to Beauxbatons - that's what it's called, right?"

"It's called Beauxbatons." Wright nodded.

Then, as if he remembered something, the expression on his face suddenly became a little joking, and he looked at Hagrid with a teasing smile: "Hagrid, the headmaster of Beauxbatons is a woman!"

"Really? That's really amazing!" Hagrid was a little confused and could only echo Wright's words.

"That's not all that's amazing," Wright said with a smirk, "She is the tallest woman I have ever seen."

"Um?"

"Maybe a little taller than you." Wright said cryptically, "I think you may understand what I mean."

Hagrid still had a confused expression that he couldn't understand. He said, "What are you talking about? Wright?"

"Okay!" Wright had no choice but to hold his forehead. The only way to wait for Hagrid, an old boy, to wake up is next year, when Mrs. Maxim comes to visit Hogwarts.

"I'm not going back to Beauxbatons now. Today is Sunday, and there's nothing to do there. Anyway, I haven't been back to Hogwarts for a long time, so I'll rest here for a while." Wright said to Hagrid, "I guess in the evening. Then I will go back there.”

"I plan to go to the school doctor's office later to see Harry. He fell off his broomstick during the game. This incident must have had a great impact on him." Wright said.

"Really?" Hagrid wiped his hands on the tea towel, "I was also about to go to the school doctor's office. I saw a beautiful bouquet of yellow flowers in the Forbidden Forest just now. I have already picked it and am waiting for it. Just give it to Harry!"

"Then let's go together." Wright suggested.

"Okay," Hagrid just nodded, then shook his head and said, "No, I have to build a sheepfold for your lambs first. If we are not there when they wake up later, they run in It’s hard to find in the Forbidden Forest.”

"Let me do it!" Wright put down his suitcase and rolled up his sleeves, "I've asked you to do this as well. It would be inappropriate to ask you to work so hard to build a sheepfold."

"Can I put the sheepfold in your backyard?" Wright asked.

"Okay, just build one next to the pumpkin patch. Remember to build the fence higher, these goats can jump," Hagrid said.

"Wait a moment." As soon as Wright said that, he walked out of the cabin and came outside.

Wright, who had the experience of refining a gold tower on his own, had no problem building a small sheepfold. Under the combined effects of the Flying Spell, the Cutting Spell, and the Transformation Spell, a sheepfold of about ten square feet soon appeared next to the pumpkin patch. The height of the fence was almost the same as the largest pumpkin, which was enough for the goats. .

After Wright finished building the sheepfold, Hagrid, who was already ready, stood aside and looked at him happily, holding a bouquet of bright yellow centipede-like flowers in his hand.

"I still remember that during the summer vacation of first grade, Wright, you had to use magic carefully, but I didn't expect that after a few years, you have become so proficient." Hagrid praised, "Professors McGonagall and Professor Flitwick must be Will be very happy."

"Our Professor Hagrid is also very happy, isn't he?" Wright smiled and put the saprophytic wood wand back on his wrist.

"Haha! That's right!" Hagrid stroked his beard happily, "I always forget my identity! I am also a professor!"

The two chatted all the way and walked towards the castle.

When they were outside the door of the school doctor's office, Hagrid saw through the window that Harry inside was obviously not very good, and then he stopped smiling.

Hagrid pushed open the door of the school infirmary, walked to Harry's bedside, put the bunch of centipede-like yellow flowers that looked like yellow cabbages on the bedside table, and started telling jokes, trying to make Harry happy.

However, before Harry could smile, Ron on the other side laughed heartily.

"How is Harry?" Wright, who came in behind Hagrid, pulled Chang Chu over and asked in a low voice.

"Actually, it was okay before, but now it's not very good." Chang Chu said helplessly.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Wood and the others," Hermione lowered her voice and said, "Those from our college team also came to visit just now. I can see that Wood wants to comfort Harry as much as possible, but his voice sounds hollow and dull. It’s like… it’s like…”

"It's as if he has left his soul on the Quidditch pitch." Chang Chu said.