Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Polyjuice Potion is a very good disguise potion. It lasts for about an hour. Drinking a large amount can extend the use time.

In fact, human body transformation can also achieve this, but one is that transformation is a profound knowledge, and there are not many wizards who are good at human body transformation. The other is that it is just a sip of magic potion. It's so complicated.

For wizards, it is a trivial matter to transform into someone else and go to Knockturn Alley to buy dangerous items. Even Mr. Weasley has been there several times.

Of course, he didn't dare to tell his wife, as he would be punished by kneeling on the washboard.

Wait a minute, it looks like there are no washboards in the Wizarding World.

...Then what do wizards usually kneel on?

Decisively throwing such a profound question to quantum mechanics, Robert sadly told Hermione, "Actually, I still have some left..."

Hermione's eyes widened, "Are you planning to do something big?"

"Of course not!" Robert said righteously, "We are good students who abide by school rules!"

"..." Hermione rolled her eyes. For these old fools, as long as they are not discovered by the professors, they must abide by school rules no matter what they do.

Since Hufflepuff had rich experience in brewing polyjuice potion, Hermione proposed to brew the potion here.

"It shouldn't be a problem. We still have automatic stirring crucibles here, but if you want to avoid being discovered..." Robert pointed to the top of his head, "How about I take you to my secret base? Well, don't tell Others."

If a magical room like the Room of Requirement is not used to do bad things, it would simply not be worthy of its name of "responsive to requests".

A strange smell began to permeate the room. Small bugs like lacewings need to be boiled for 20 days. It is said that boiling them for 20 days is enough. The whole room smelled of bug excrement. Robert was a little suspicious of what he had brought before. What kind of mood did his potions senior have in handing this thing to him.

Different from the alchemy in the East, the alchemy in the flower-growing country removes impurities from the raw materials, so the finished product has a medicinal fragrance.

But the people of Fu country believe that even impurities must have their own unknown nutrients, so...

Robert felt that since his talent in potions was relatively poor, it would be better not to waste time on advanced potions. You see, Summers is very talented in brewing potions. As for Stebbins...

This guy finally escaped from Professor Snape's clutches. The current potion level is probably between "can't drink it to death" to "barely effective".

It's really gratifying.

Hermione's talent for potions is quite good, which is really interesting.

Maybe her ancestors were really wizards?

A few days after Hermione's cauldron was put on the shelf, classmate Harry was hospitalized.

The conscience of heaven and earth.

This is really not what he wanted to be hospitalized for!

He was attacked!

The one who attacked him was, not surprisingly, Dobby, the house elf running around in Hogwarts. Of course, Harry didn't know yet that the culprit was Dobby. He thought the Bludger had gone crazy!

Of course, being broken by a Bludger isn't a big deal, the problem is!

Some smart guy made all of his poor broken bones disappear!

WTF? !

If the other party hadn't been a professor, Harry thought he would have killed him in Myrtle's toilet!

I've told you eight hundred times that I don't want you to help me pick my bones. Are you so stupid that you can't hear me or something? !

After drinking a large glass of raw bone spirit that burned like a blazing flame, Harry lay helplessly on the hospital bed in the school hospital, like a salted fish who had lost his dream. In his heart, he had scolded a certain professor from head to toe, and even thought about it. Give him two more punches - if you can.

Thirty-three bones disappeared from under the skin, leaving only pieces of flesh stuck together with a layer of dermis on the outside.

Harry looked at his right hand with disgust. It couldn't be called a hand at all. It should be said that it was a flesh-colored thick rubber glove.

This unlucky kid still doesn't know that there is something called silicone hands.

He stretched out his left paw and pulled his right hand twice. It was soft, elastic, and could be retracted...what a ghost!

He just wants his own hands! The kind with bones!

"Hey..." Mr. Savior has experienced the hardships of a wheelchair and a broken hand at a young age, and he is autistic.

After Robert learned that Uncle Lockhart's forced pretense failed, he was very calm and even wanted to laugh a little.

Not to mention what his real purpose is, this method of gaining favor is really ingenious, and I'm afraid it has already brought the favorability level to a negative number.

It's just that Hermione is a little depressed.

"I've already told them that he just made a mistake and his intention was to help Harry set his bones." Hermione was extremely frustrated, "But Harry and Ron still think it was all Professor Lockhart's fault."

Looking through the medical books in his hand, Robert was thinking about whether he should find a way to go to any medical school to get a qualification as an auditor. He always felt that the descriptions of the human body by wizards were very rough.

Many early anatomists were executed as wizards, but the fact is that wizards really didn't make much achievements in this area.

Hearing Hermione's complaint, Robert looked a little weird. In fact, they were right to be angry. They clearly caught the Golden Snitch and defeated Slytherin. They were twice as happy, but they were wiped out after Lockhart took out his wand.

What could only be solved with a magic spell was forced by Professor Lockhart into a whole night before he could barely recover.

It still hurts.

You must know that children are the most vengeful creatures...

"Wood and the others also think this was just a mistake made by Professor Lockhart because of his nervousness... The professor is currently searching for information in the library to see if he can find out what the curse he released at that time was..." Hermione held her head, Moaning, "Ah...why can't they understand each other?!"

"I'm afraid this is really difficult." Robert closed the book and spread his hands, "You have to know, Harry has lost an entire hand bone, so it's strange that he doesn't have any resentment."

Hermione puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, "Didn't he do it on purpose..."

Girl, you have a double standard! This kind of thinking is dangerous!

Scratching his head, Robert asked, "Ah, Hermione, I wonder if you know anything about some insect-like magical creatures, such as yes-men?"

Hermione showed a look of disgust, "Oh, those kind of disgusting bugs that can eat people."

"Yeah..." Robert sighed and took out the bug in the wooden box from the bag, "This is it."

Hermione wrinkled her nose, glanced at the ugly bug with some reluctance, and expressed her feelings at the right time, "It's really disgusting!"

Okay, maybe girls are naturally averse to creatures with more tentacles.

"It's true. You know, I encountered a large group of people at that time. They were all in the entire cave. Can you imagine how scary it was?" Robert sighed, "I almost thought I wouldn't be able to come back."