Hogwarts: My Plants Have Billions Of Evil Points

"Don't make it look like I'm dead, okay?" Midgard couldn't laugh or cry. "Didn't Mr. Bellby do a toxicity test?"

"You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others." Leonard subconsciously uttered an idiom he was familiar with, and after he finished speaking, he realized that the two werewolves present probably didn't understand it, so he paused and continued, "In short, no matter what Whether you have anything to do, Damocles will keep an eye on it."

"Okay, let Marcus arrange this kind of thing." Midgard waved his hand and picked up the potion in front of him, looked at it and said, "Hey, this potion is very special, maybe it can directly cure Where's the good werewolf?"

"Don't dream, Damocles said, the problem of werewolves is still magic in the final analysis," even the improved wolfbane potion can't cure the problem of werewolves.

Leonard interrupted Midgard's fantasy mercilessly, "Stop thinking about it."

"Tsk, can't you let me fantasize for a while?" Midgard pouted, and drank the silver potion without any hesitation.

After taking the potion, both Leonard and Markus became tense, staring at Midgard, hoping to discover the abnormality in Midgard in time.

If it is found that Midgard is poisoned, it can be treated in time, induce vomiting or pour rue essence, so that even if the improved bottle of wolfsbane potion is highly poisonous, there is a great chance to save the life of a dog in Midgard.

Fortunately, there was no abnormality in Midgard. She just frowned after drinking the potion, and said with disgust, "It's really bad."

"How does it feel?" Leonard asked.

"I don't feel anything, it's just bitter." Midgard shook his head.

"No feeling of weakness?" Leonard asked again.

"No, the body doesn't seem to be affected." Midgard moved a bit to confirm his state.

Leonard nodded in relief, "From the current situation, everything is fine."

It seems that the preparations of myself and Marcus were in vain, but it is a good thing that there are no accidents. As for the prepared rue essence, it should be regarded as a reserve medicine, and an organization should have preparations so that it will not be wasted.

"That's half the battle! Then it's time for the night of the full moon." Midgard stretched and stood up, "I'm relaxed, I want to go out for a stroll.

"You think too much."

Leonard said mercilessly, he took out his pocket watch and a stack of papers, took out a bottle of ink and a quill, and put them on the table.

"Then there will be a period of observation." Leonard said, "As the only werewolf who drank the potion, you are the only experimental subject [I must keep a record of your condition."

"Uh...Mr. Bellby doesn't seem to have said such a thing?" Midgard asked suspiciously.

"He's a potionist who knows shit about scientific experiments?" Leonard rolled his eyes, "It's okay to be careful anyway.

So Midgard began a week-long life of observation.

At first, Midgard didn't think there was anything wrong, but soon she found that Leonard's attention was too detailed, and there were even many prohibited items.

"I drank 700 milliliters more water today than yesterday, is it obvious that I am thirsty?"

"Ah? No, I just felt bored and drank two more glasses of water."

"I've eaten a little less, don't you have an appetite?"

"No, I've been a little less active recently, so I'm not very hungry."

"You can't drink beer, and you can't drink all alcohol. Some sugar may remain in the alcoholic fermentation process, even if there is no sweetness.

"Ah, sorry, I almost forgot."

"About how many times you went to the bathroom today..."

"Leonard! You are enough!"

In the end, under the strong opposition of Midgard, this observation report came to an end, but from the performance of Midgard in all aspects, Damocles' new potion did not have obvious side effects.

But the absence of side effects does not mean that the potion is successful, and the final decision on the effect of the potion depends on the performance of Midgard on the night of the full moon.

Soon, the night of the full moon came.

At dusk, the werewolf boys who followed Leonard to learn how to make wolfbane potion and Markas came to the yard, waiting with Leonard for the arrival of the full moon night.

Their faces were all pale, and the effects of the wolfsbane potion suppressed their emotional and physical functions, ensuring that they would not lose their minds when they werewolfized.

These are trustworthy people, they will protect Leonard at critical moments, so that he will not be hurt by Midgard who may go berserk.

At this time, Midgard was locked by the thick chains of the arms, and sat quietly on the ground, waiting for the moon to rise.

"Actually, you don't need to be here~々." Midgard looked at Leonard and said, "If it succeeds, I will let you know, but if it doesn't, it's dangerous for you to stay here, and the little wolf cubs may not be able to stop it hold me.

"Don't think I'm so weak, you'd better pray that the potion will work, otherwise you will be beaten badly by me." Leonard replied holding his wand.

"Cut..." Midgard curled his lips in disdain, "Is it just your small body?"

Leonard didn't argue, just looked up at the setting sun that was about to set in the distance.

As the sun sinks, the light is gradually blocked by the building, and at the same time, a full moon rises from the east.

"Aww!"

A wolf howl suddenly came, starting the process of werewolf transformation.

Almost at the same time, the werewolf boy beside him, Markas, and Midgard who was chained up were stunned, their body muscles swelled, their faces were elongated, and frantic hair came out of their pores.

Leonard took a step back subconsciously, this collective transformation made him feel out of place.

Soon, the room was full of tall, fluffy werewolves, and they looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

They really haven't lost their minds!

"Don't rush to be happy, look at Midgard first." Leonard reminded those werewolves who had apparently forgotten their business, and pointed to Midgard, whose head was lowered in an unknown state.

Marcus was the first to react, he approached Midgard carefully, and patted her on the shoulder.

The good werewolf incarnation of Midgard suddenly raised his head, his pale gold eyes were full of calm.

"There's nothing wrong with that potion," she moved her palm and said, "help me untie the chain."

Marcus heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and quickly called other werewolves to help unlock Midgard.

After getting rid of the shackles of the chain, Midgard stood up. Originally, she was more than two meters tall, but after being transformed into a werewolf, she was almost three meters tall, with hard muscles and sharp claws. "It looks stronger than other werewolves. point.

"The body is very comfortable, without any signs of weakness." Midgard grinned at Leonard, showing a mouthful of fangs. "It's a pity that I can't control the transformation, and I can't change back."

"You need to be content." Leonard threw an oversized robe to Midgard, "Cover your fur, let's go."

"Okay." Midgard stretched his muscles and put on his robe, "Let me accompany you on a journey.

At night, Midgard wrapped herself tightly in a robe, making her look like a mysterious strong man instead of a transformed werewolf.

After getting ready, Midgard pressed Leonard's shoulder and watched Leonard take out the exquisite Portkey from the elegant box.

"Have you experienced Portkey Travel or Apparition?" Midgard asked suddenly before Leonard's hand touched the Portkey.

"No." As soon as Leonard's voice fell, he felt a little regretful, because his hand had already touched the portkey.

And he just remembered that Portkey travel is not a comfortable thing.

The Portkey did not give Leonard a chance to repent. The moment he touched the Portkey, a force from the inside out swept out from the Portkey, dragging Leonard and the Midgard package into a certain place. Unknown channel.

Leonard only felt as if he was being sucked into the toilet, and his whole body was spinning around at high speed.

Surrounded by distorted pictures of Lu Li, Leonard is like a fish being dragged away by a hook, in pain and involuntary.

Suddenly the light flickered in front of him, and he felt down-to-earth. Leonard, who was dizzy, shook his head to wake himself up, and only then did he realize that he had appeared in the back of the tenth ring.

The hall is the goblin's favorite resplendent style, with golden colors everywhere.

In the middle of the hall is a goblin sitting behind a counter with a similar style to the hall. He is wearing the uniform of Gringotts and is taking a nap behind the counter.

"Hmm... It feels okay, the quality of Gringotts' portkeys is not bad." Midgard's voice came with a husky voice.

"If this is all right, it's hard for me to imagine what it would be like to travel with a wizard's portkey." Leonard, who was suppressing the nausea in his heart, asked in disbelief

"Let me tell you this, more than half of the people who use the door key for the first time will faint and need to go to the hospital for treatment." Midgard said.

"Then why didn't you remind me?" Leonard rolled his eyes.

"I forgot, I thought you would ask me first according to your vigilant style." Midgard said innocently.

"I forgot too." Leonard helped his forehead helplessly.

He did forget, because the portkey was not dangerous, so he ignored the adverse reaction of the portkey.

Midgard patted Leonard on the back as a brief consolation and said, "Don't waste time, my werewolf transformation will be lifted after tonight. I'm very powerful at this time, but I can't help it Transform when there is no moon."

"Understood, but the werewolf may not be a curse at all, as you have seen, if the werewolf wizard remains sane, he is very powerful." Leonard said, glancing at the tall Midgard.

"If you can turn into a werewolf or a human anytime, anywhere, it's really powerful as you said. "It's like a super powerful Annie Magus." Midgard sighed, "But we're not."

"There is always a solution, maybe as Damocles said, the solution to werewolves is in magic." Leonard straightened his clothes, "Now, don't think so much

Come with me. "

Leonard led Midgard up to the dozing elf. Midgard raised his paw, knocked on the counter, and quickly hid himself.

"Huh? Sorry, Gringotts serves you as a distinguished guest." The goblin subconsciously read out his script clearly and accurately before he woke up. Startled, before noticing Leonard.

Leonard looked more like his guest than the muscular Midgard.

"Please show me your Portkey." The goblin said to Leonard.

The Portkey made by Gringotts does not return this function, and when it reaches its destination, it becomes a Common key.

Leonard took out the key and handed it to the other party, watched him record the number on the key, and then returned it to Leonard.

"Vault No. 12, please come with me." The goblin jumped down, took Leonard and Midgard down to the vault track and got on the pulley.

This time the pulley only advanced for thirteen minutes, and it seemed that the hall just now was located somewhere underground.

Leonard never thought of robbing Gringotts again.

Counting time is just a subconscious behavior.

After the tackle slowly stopped, the group arrived in front of the No. 12 vault.

The goblin stepped forward, opened the vault with magic, turned to the two and said, "々. Dear guests, I will wait for you at the door."

"En." Leonard responded, leading Midgard into the room.

Kim Curry's appearance and furnishings are exactly the same as when the two left last time. Scattered gold coins were piled all over the floor, making it almost impossible to get down.

But this time the two of them didn't come for Canon, let alone this was Leonard's own Canon.

Leonard didn't look sideways, and Midgard didn't even glance at it.

Coming to the wall, Midgard looked at the wall curiously, but he didn't see anything special about it anyway.

"Leonard, did you see it wrong before?" Midgard put his hand on the wall, "Where are there doors and mysterious symbols here?"

"I'm not so bored, I took so much effort to bring you in for shopping on the night of the full moon." Leonard reached out to touch the wall and shared the vision with the ancient sprouts.

The surrounding magical colors were displayed in front of Leonard's eyes, and the silver mysterious symbol and a door gradually appeared on the wall in front of him.

"Hold my shoulders," Leonard said to Midgard.

Although Midgard was puzzled, he still put his hand on Leonard.

Leonard was worried that this door was just a symbolic door, but in fact it was just a special door key, so he asked Midgard to put his hand on him.

This is just in case, in case this is really a Portkey, then Leonard was transferred, how embarrassing would it be to leave Midgard behind?

She couldn't see the door and the symbols on it.

After confirming that Midgard was holding tight, Leonard put his hands on the two doors and tried to push the door.

Under the cuffs, the swaying ancient buds bloomed with light, and the silver light lines wrapped around Leonard's arms seemed to circulate with Leonard.

As the loop builds, Leonard suddenly feels the door loosen.

Accompanied by the illusory creaking sound, a mysterious door slowly opened, and a dazzling light came out from the gap of the door.

This is Leonard's perspective, but in Midgard's perspective, Leonard's arm suddenly sank into the wall, and his whole body was about to sink into the wall.

She quickly grabbed (good money) Leonard's arm, trying to pull him out, but she didn't expect that when her hand touched the wall, she immediately felt a strong suction force, bringing her and

Leonard threw himself into it uncontrollably.

The light dissipated, Leonard opened his eyes first, and was shocked by the scene in front of him as soon as he opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was a huge hall. Leonard hadn't withdrawn from his magic field of vision. In front of his eyes, he saw countless silver light spots floating in the hall like elves.

wandering in.

The surrounding walls are engraved with mysterious patterns, and the pillars supporting the Queen are covered with stone carvings of many magical animals.

This is a very classic ancient British style building with a strong church color. Except for those mysterious patterns on the walls, every detail is reflected in curved shapes

With its artistic beauty, this building will definitely drive many archaeologists crazy.

It's a pity that this is not a Muggle church, but a building belonging to wizards. Even Leonard, who has no interest in history, has an idea to find out.

"What is this place?" Midgard's voice sounded behind Leonard.

Midgard scratched his head and asked.

"It seems to be a ruin, be careful, there might be some kind of trap here." Leonard looked around and said.

The most conspicuous thing is the huge mottled statue in the center of the hall, kneeling on one knee and leaning on a long sword. The heavy history has weathered its shell and made it covered with plants.

It was supposed to be a very artistic statue, but when Leonard's eyes fell on the statue, he couldn't help shivering.

There seemed to be something wrong with the statue. In the magic field of vision, a large number of silver light spots converged on the statue. This abnormal behavior instantly caught Leonard's attention.

"Watch out for that statue!" Leonard yelled.

"What?" Midgard froze for a moment, and suddenly the ground began to tremble, and the ancient building shook and dropped a lot of dust.

Under the shocked gazes of Midgard and Leonard, the huge statue of a knight at least 30 meters high leaned on his long sword and slowly stood up!.