Hogwarts Melting Ice Journey

"Then what if I don't want to know?" Stephen was not interested in this, and the pocket watch was an unimportant thing to him.

"Humph, it's not up to you." The eagle-shaped door knocker laughed a few times, "When you get the pocket watch, you have no way out."

"That has nothing to do with me." Stephen yawned several times. He now wanted to go back to the common room and sleep. "Besides, I can study this slowly by myself, so I don't need your kindness."

"If you don't accept my mission, you will die suddenly on the street. Don't blame me for not warning you."

"I will die sooner or later. Tell me how long it will take for me to die." Stephen felt that this knocker might have some low IQ, or he really thought of him as an eleven-year-old child.

The door knocker threatened, "Is the pocket watch on your body heating up now?"

After hearing this, Stephen put his hand into the lining and touched the pocket watch, "Yeah, it's about the same body temperature as mine. Are you really something made by Ravenclaw? Why do I always feel like you're not good here?"

Stephen pointed to his head.

"Shut up." Stephen seemed to have poked the sore spot on the door knocker. It turned into an eagle and pecked Stephen's hand hard, "Find me three things. The red berries around the centaur tribe are good, find some for me; That kind of dew from a place that hasn't been touched by sunlight or human beings for seven days, you'd have to fill a bottle; and one more thing, let me think about it..."

Stephen looked at the little eagle and felt that its request was simply unbelievable. These things are basically impossible to do now.

"Ah, by the way, I also want some wolfsbane aconite, but it has to be the kind that is more than fifteen years old in the Forbidden Forest."

"Are you sure these things can really be found by normal people?" Stephen couldn't help it, and complained, "What kind of stuff are they? Do you think I can come out alive and do what you do after I go in? I really Can’t survive tomorrow.”

Xiaoying looked at Stephen with contempt, "It was a mistake to let you go with the pocket watch. You just need to finish the three things I said before the end of third grade. If you can't finish it, humph~"

"What will you do if you can't finish it?" Stephen looked at Xiaoying with a smirk on his face.

"I get to decide who I let in the common room and who I don't let in."

Stephen looked at the little eagle and decided that he must find an opportunity to repair it in the future and help it move its almost rusty body. It would be best to reinstall it.

"Can you let me in then?"

"Then I'll be kind and let you in for the time being." Xiaoying turned back into the door knocker, then opened the door and let Stephen into the common room.

"It's really getting more and more troublesome." Stephen rubbed his temples, "A pocket watch caused a lot of trouble. How did Jacob find this thing."

"We still have to work on Christmas gifts. It's almost 4 o'clock now." Stephen glanced at the pendulum clock in the common room and took out the wizard chess production manual he had brought out from the Ravenclaw library. "It's also time to do it." Order new toys, otherwise I feel like these British wizards will bored themselves to death sooner or later."

He flipped through the book and looked at the content recorded on it carefully. He planned to study how to make it, and then try to make a magical version of Chinese chess, which might also create a new trend in Hogwarts.

"Is wood the best material?" Stephen introduced after a glance. "It's probably because wood is also the material of wands. Maybe it's because it's an excellent conductor of magic. Hagrid and Filch should have some. Let's go to Hagrid first tomorrow. Let’s see, I hope he comes back tomorrow.”

"Crouch, you should drop the charges against Sirius." In the office of the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore looked at the old Crouch sitting on the chair.

Old Crouch crossed his hands together and put them on the table. He looked at the greatest white wizard in the twentieth century in front of him and said calmly: "There is no evidence to convict, but similarly, there is no evidence to prove that Sirius Black It is innocent. Dumbledore, you should also understand my difficulty. This matter is of concern to wizards across the UK, and the Ministry of Magic must handle it properly."

Dumbledore looked at Old Crouch silently, his silence already proved his attitude.

"Since we can't talk, please go out. I still have many cases to investigate, and there are still many Death Eaters who have not been arrested." Old Crouch made an invitation gesture and looked at Dumbledore Walk out of his office.

A few minutes after Dumbledore left, Old Crouch waved his hand and closed the door, took out his pipe and lit the tobacco. "I'll compensate Black after these things are resolved perfectly and I successfully become the Minister of Magic."

He looked at the documents on the table and pulled out a master copy of the newspaper that had not yet been sent for printing. "As for now, I don't want anything to interfere with my plan."

"Haha~ I finally finished reading." Stephen stretched his sore neck and looked at the time. It was already past six o'clock. "It's time to go have dinner. I hope I still have some left. Maybe I can just go to the kitchen." "

Stephen thought for a few seconds and decided to go directly to the kitchen so that he could also prepare midnight snacks.

He walked out of the common room, and the door knocker seemed to be the same as usual. Apart from asking questions to those who wanted to enter the common room, there was no other reaction.

"The red berries of the Centaur Tribe, the dew that has not seen the sun for seven days, and the aconite that is more than fifteen years old. It is definitely not Ganoderma lucidum or Tianshan Snow Lotus. Can this thing really last for fifteen years?" Stephen shook his head.

"Maybe the actual content of these tasks is not this. One asked me to go to the Centaur tribe. They have never been very friendly to wizards, and they probably need to establish relationships; the other was one of Armanigus's materials, and they wanted me to practice that one as well. Yet"

"There is also Wolfsbane Aconitum, an essential ingredient in Wolfsbane potion."

Stephen walked up to the floor where the Hufflepuff common room was and then towards the innermost kitchen.

"But it seems a bit difficult to finish Armanigus in the third grade. And with the weather in the UK, will there really be a storm? This thing is really disgusting and full of malice."

Stephen touched the pear on the painting and pulled the door handle.

"Well hello, Stephen."

Stephen looked at the person in front of him with a surprised expression, "Penny, I thought you would go home during the holidays."

Penny smiled bitterly, "My parents don't have time to take care of me, so it's better to stay at school during the holidays, and"

She pointed to the noisy elves gathered in the kitchen, "And they can stay with me, which is actually quite good. What about you, Stephen, why don't you go home?"

"This is the same reason as you." Stephen glanced at the long table in the kitchen, wanting to see if there was anything to eat.

"We haven't eaten yet." Penny laughed, "I should have thought of the reason why you came. Today's dinner time is over. But you can ask them to make it fresh."