Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

Meka Anders thought, in what capacity should she leave this message? This identity must win the trust of Ryan's family and make them willing to tell him the situation.

"Maybe it's most appropriate to be an old friend of Ruian's."

He determined in his mind, recited the incantation to activate the medal, and wrote the letter orally while the medal glowed lightly white.

"Madam of an old friend, time has changed. I have been traveling abroad and have not seen Ruian for a long time. So when I came back from afar, I never thought that he was already deceased. I felt a little like a world away. It turned out that we met in the duel field. My friend is no longer here?”

"I used various means to find out some of the objects he left behind, and wanted to see if he had left any words. Unexpectedly, I did find a letter he left for me, in which he entrusted me to take care of his family. , I have received favors from him, and he knows that I will not refuse, but I don’t know how to contact you and win your trust.”

"Fortunately, Ryan left behind this duel medal. He told me exactly how to use the medal in his letter."

Meka used the secret method of using the medal as the key to gaining trust. He then wrote some emotional gossip to pave the way. Finally, he asked Ryan's wife and daughter what troubles they had recently and whether they needed help. He could help.

The shallow white light emitted by the medal floated in the air. As he finished dictating, words appeared on the white light, recording everything he said.

Meka likes this way of recording text, it is very efficient.

Meka checked the words, then recited another spell, activating another mysterious pattern in the medal, and the words retracted into the medal, sending messages to distant places in a way that Meka did not understand.

"I don't know how long it will take to send a letter, and how long it will take to get a reply?"

Meka did not know from Ryan how long it would take for this method of transmission to reach a distant place. He could only hope that the reply would be faster so that Ryan's last wish could be fulfilled as soon as possible.

He put away the duelist medal and quickly left the dormitory and went to Professor Snape's office, where he wanted to practice the newly learned whitening potion that can treat trauma and the blood-replenishing potion, and consolidate his condition in preparation for the coming Potion rating assessment.

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After the potion rating assessment, Quidditch would also be held, so there was a meeting at Hogwarts at night to discuss the safety issues of the two things, and all the professors were present.

Professor Snape arrived there and looked at the other side from time to time. Professor Quirrell, who was sitting there, had been avoiding him recently.

Professor Quirrell was so restless that he managed to survive until the end of the meeting. He immediately walked out of the stuffy room. Unexpectedly, he was stopped on the way back to the office.

"Your injuries are actually healed?" Professor Snape said.

"You...did you make...a mistake?" Professor Quirrell stammered, doubting that he had never been injured.

Professor Snape sneered and didn't reply to his words. He grabbed his arm and lifted up a corner of his sleeve. Surprisingly, he found that it was clean and tidy, with no signs of blood or even broken bones.

"You...what are you doing?" Professor Quirrell was angry, and he quickly withdrew his arm.

He said hello to Professor McGonagall in the distance and ran to talk to her to avoid Professor Snape's inspection.

Professor Snape stared at him for a while and left alone.

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Professor Quirrell, who finally got rid of Snape, walked on the corridor back to his office.

He accidentally touched the side of his face, and there was an inconspicuous gray patch there. This was the mark, or sequelae, left by taking a medicine that was included in the list of banned drugs by the Ministry of Magic to quickly heal the wound.

Professor Quirrell hurriedly passed by the temporary office of the Potions Guild, where the lights were bright and two figures were arguing in front of the window.

"It turns out that the two examiners from the Potions Guild are quite conflicted."

Professor Quirrell listened. They were talking about the departure of a subordinate.

This subordinate had a good relationship with Deputy Examiner Stern, so he supported his promotion to become a deacon above the commissioner.

But now this subordinate has been transferred away, and it seems to be related to Cooper. Coincidentally, Cooper is also one of the candidates for deacon.

"Quirinas." A hoarse voice suddenly warned him,

"Don't get close to people from the Potions Guild. Someone might be able to recognize the origin of this patch."

Quirrell heard the reminder and saw that the figure in front of the window had walked away, and there was a sound of opening the door.

He quickly left the place and hurried into the night.

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On November 3rd, the sun was shining brightly, leaving a little bit of brilliance in the shade of the trees.

The day of the potion rating assessment has arrived.

The potion assessment requires quietness, so the assessment site is placed in a spacious and unused classroom that was once built. Only the professor and related personnel are present to maintain order.

Cooper, the examiner in charge of this assessment, stood on the stage and watched all the people participating in the assessment enter. He suddenly smiled and introduced the best of these people to Professor Snape on the side.

"The young man with the light beard is an apprentice in a famous potion workshop. He usually works next to the potion master in the workshop and has learned potions there for almost ten years.

I have seen his method of refining potions. He is very skilled and his success rate is much higher than that of ordinary people. I think he will be the only one to get the quota this time. "

"The girl in the red dress has parents who are both excellent potion masters. Under the influence of her family education, she also shows amazing talent in potions and is good at refining some healing potions. The potions she has made are of high quality."

"As for the young man with chestnut hair in the middle, he is the child of a deacon of the Potion Guild. He happened to be traveling here. He has a very good talent in potions. He is probably the biggest competitor of your student."

Cooper explained that this young man has lived in the guild since he was a child. He was influenced by his parents and refined his first bottle of potion at the age of thirteen. Later, his talent was discovered and his performance became more and more outstanding. Some high-level guild members evaluated that he would be a future potion master.

Professor Snape listened and nodded occasionally in response.

On the other side, the deputy examiner Ster was introducing the relevant matters of this assessment.

"The first place in this assessment has such benefits?"

Meka was surprised that the first place in this assessment would receive a special potion apprentice medal.

With this medal in hand, he can buy most of the medicinal materials in the Potion Guild at a 10% discount. For him, saving costs means that he can make more money from a bottle of potion, right? As a "pauper", he now sees the glittering gold galleons waving at him.

"We must get this kind of wool." Therefore, Meka decided to get this special medal that "smells like money".

Deputy examiner Ster finished the introduction and arranged for the people who came to take the test to take their seats.

Just as Meka was about to go to his seat, he was stopped by a young man with long chestnut hair.

The young man with long chestnut hair said, "Are you the student of the potion master Severus Snape? Everyone came from far away because of you. You have a lot of face."

Meka frowned. Someone was trying to make trouble. He asked back, "Who are you?"

"Dane Craig." The young man with long chestnut hair smiled, "You will soon know the value of this name. Don't expect to win the first place this time. That's mine."

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