Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

"Come on, Vincent, you are so thin, eat more!"

Mrs. Weasley placed a large plate of apple tarts for three people in front of Vincent.

"Ah, ok ok..."

Vincent rubbed his stomach and swallowed hard.

If he remembered correctly, they had just come down from the lunch table not long ago.

I have heard it said before that in the eyes of mothers, children can never have enough to eat.

This sounds like a very happy thing. He has never felt it before, but now that it has happened to him, it is a bit too much for him.

Eat, but your stomach is already full...

Don't eat it, it wouldn't be polite...

"Huh? Doesn't it suit your taste?" Seeing that Vincent was still reluctant to take his mouthful, Mrs. Weasley made a new suggestion, "How about I make you a mince pie!"

With that said, she was about to get up and go to the kitchen.

"No, it's not..." Vincent quickly stopped.

Mrs. Weasley is too enthusiastic.

I have to change the subject...

"Ah, um... I want to see that clock, okay?" Vincent pointed to the wall clock that he was thinking about.

"Huh? That's an old thing. I didn't expect you to be interested in it, Vincent." Mrs. Weasley said, "If you want to see it, I'll take it down and show it to you."

"Eh? Can you take this down?" Vincent was stunned, "Fred and George said they couldn't."

"You believe what they both say." Mrs. Weasley said without looking back.

Okay, she is indeed a biological mother...

Vincent glanced at Fred and George sympathetically.The two unfortunate children were cutting the plate of apple tarts and did not notice Vincent's gaze at all.

"Here you go." Weasley took down the wall clock in a few seconds.

Vincent couldn't wait to take it and look at it.

And when he saw it, he couldn't move his eyes away.

I just said where are there so many magic circles that I don’t recognize!

He is obviously very familiar with this magic circle!

Isn't this the magic circle of the tracking spell?

Well...it's just the other way around...

To be precise, it should be a magic circle that is symmetrical to the tracking spell's magic circle.

No wonder...no wonder he felt that this magic circle was similar to the tracking spell before...

Vincent had only studied that magic arrays arranged with different ancient runes could produce different effects, but he had never thought that inverting a known magic array could produce different effects.

The function of the traditional tracking spell is to find the location of a target person.The "tracing thread" carried by the underage wizard is actually a form of tracking spell.

As for the reverse tracking array on this wall clock, its effect should be to feed back the position of the target person to the clock face.

Vincent guessed that the nine members of the Weasley family all wore something similar to "tracing threads" on their bodies, which were like GPS locators, transmitting location and even status information to the clock at home at all times.

This anti-tracking array is much more useful than the original tracking array!

The original one can only be used to find people, but this anti-tracking array can be used directly to monitor people's movements.

Hiss——, that’s incredible!

It would be even more incredible if other magic formations also had corresponding counter formations!

Vincent's gaze gradually turned from eager to obsessed as he stared at the wall clock, making Mrs. Weasley think she was being fooled.

"What's wrong with him?" she asked her twin sons in a low voice.

"Huh? It's not a big problem." Fred wiped the jam from the corner of his mouth.

They had seen Vincent in this state a lot. For example, he would often show this look when he was reading, as gentle as looking at his biological child.

They would make a fuss at first, but then they got used to it after seeing it more often.

"It's okay, he always does this," George explained to his mother.

But Mrs. Weasley obviously didn't believe it. Maybe in her eyes, what the twins said was always the opposite.

She turned her attention to Qiu again, trying to get some specific information from her.

But since even Fred and George, who had just known Vincent for less than a few months, would not be surprised, let alone Qiu, who had grown up with Vincent.

The girl was still arguing with Ron, and had already made plans to move the battlefield to the wizard chessboard.

"What's wrong?" Qiu glanced at Vincent, who was holding an old wall clock, as if looking at the air.

Her reaction clearly told Mrs. Weasley that Vincent's current behavior was as unworthy of attention as the invisible air.

"..." Okay, you can probably forget about it...

Mrs. Weasley thought so.

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"call……"

When Vincent returned to the laboratory with a look of despair, the potions in several cauldrons had burned out.

He originally thought that he would go to the Stoat Mountain for a while to cast some magic or two and then come back.

As a result, the experiment was not completed, but Mrs. Weasley stayed with him. He also had a meal and chatted for some time for no reason. By the time he came to his senses, the sun had already set.

However, he was not completely without gains. At least he discovered the existence of the "counter-front".

Vincent glanced at the pots of dried unknown potions again.

In comparison, they can be said to have made no progress at all...

Because the prescription I got from Mr. Bojin was too simple. It really just listed the making materials, and I didn’t know how to operate it at all.So he and George could only try different methods of adding medicinal materials one by one, and cooked several pots at once.

It's fine now, not a single pot is left...

"Alas..." Vincent sighed, waved his wand and began to clean up.

Some of these potions failed after boiling for a few days, while some had been brewed for a month or two.

The pot that took the longest to set up was the pot that George made in the first place. It had been left there with the fire on for more than two months.If Vincent hadn't insisted on adding water to it every day, he would have almost forgotten it.

At the beginning, George firmly believed that the configuration in this order was correct. In fact, the pot of medicine showed no signs of failure, but it just stayed in a state where it seemed that it would succeed in the next second.

As time passed, George stopped paying attention to it and simply left it there to let the head fend for itself.

As a result, the most promising thing about this pot is now ruined...

Who made Fred and George insist on pulling him to ride the broom!

Sure enough, Quidditch is harmful!

Lifting the lid of the crucible, Vincent discovered that the pot of medicine had not been completely burned out like the other pots, but had evaporated leaving only a small layer of transparent, viscous liquid like sago.

This is a bit like a finished product...

So this potion is supposed to evaporate water, right?

It's not like Vincent has never seen this kind of situation before. For example, he made a magic potion called burn healing ointment before. He had to boil the water to dry up the potion and turn it into a paste.

But what he didn't expect was how this nameless potion was made.Because its formula contains a lot of seasoning ingredients, no matter how you look at it, it is meant to be taken internally.

Vincent turned off the fire, and the small layer of transparent liquid stopped bubbling and began to emit a faint sweet smell.

Sometimes, the smell of a potion represents the difficulty of making it, but if it is a potion whose effect is unclear, it is best not to smell it out of curiosity, because you never know what will happen...

Unexpectedly, a sweet taste like honey entered his nose. Vincent felt his head sink and he passed out.