A Hogwarts Love Game

Until she left the dream world, Furong still didn't come back to her senses.

As a squib, Ize actually made an ancient refreshing potion...

What's more, after finally getting rid of the smoking head, he seemed to have turned on some cheat button, and successively refined a confusing agent, a blood replenishing agent, and a white essence...

Although they all looked different from the original potions she knew about and had various obvious side effects, once they were refined, they were refined.

"Can a potion be made from a squib, mother?"

At breakfast, the girl asked suddenly.

Mrs. Delacour, who had long noticed that she was a little absent-minded, was originally a little worried about whether her daughter had encountered any difficulties, but she did not expect that she would suddenly ask such a question.

"That's simply impossible, dear."

She said softly: "Just like if you are born unable to speak and there is no treatment, then you will definitely not be able to speak."

This sounds like nonsense, but it is the perfect answer to the girl's question.

However, the impossible happened last night...

The girl hummed noncommittally, and then suddenly asked, "So, can a wizard use tools other than the crucible to refine potions?"

"Of course, the crucible is not the only standard for tools used in potions. Many centuries ago, we were actually still using ordinary iron pots to stir potions. That kind of pot was even used by Muggles."

"Where's the bark pot?"

"……what?"

"Bark, pot." Fu Rong repeated clearly.

“I didn’t even know tree bark could be used to make pots when I came here.”

Mrs. Delacour replied amusedly, "Are you imagining something interesting again, my dear? Did you dream of a mischievous elf last night?"

"Maybe……"

The girl answered absentmindedly and said nothing more.

Apparently, my mother was as ignorant as she was, or as she had been before.

This seems like a very sad thing.Because Furong suddenly discovered that her mother, who had always known everything in her eyes, was no longer so powerful...

"wrong."

She immediately dismissed the idea.

It's not that my mother is ignorant, but Ize's behavior is simply beyond common sense.

But it seems to make sense.

Thinking back to what happened last night, Fleur seemed to understand a little bit.

In fact, the other party did not hide his discovery. When asked the reason, he simply answered the question.

"I have not skipped the limitations of the wizard's talent, but this world is different from reality. If the magic in reality can be represented by magic elements, then we can think that the air here is full of magic elements, and they have replaced them. The wizard’s own magic power plays a role in the refining process of the potion.”

"And if there is no so-called magic element in the air, then we can also think that there is magic in the plants here, and it is so full that it can spontaneously mix and blend with herbs with similar properties without the need for additional influence from wizards."

"All in all, if it's just some potions that require basic magic power rather than specific spells, it should be easy to make in this world. Of course, some unexpected side effects seem inevitable..."

When he said this, "Yize"'s eyelashes were growing so fast that he had to use the dagger to grab the eyelashes and cut them back and forth like mowing grass.

It was funny, but for some reason, Fleur felt that he was cool like this.

only……

Thinking of what the other party asked her to do later, the girl felt a little embarrassed.

"Yize" claimed that the bark pot was a fool's errand, and the magic potion produced was not standard. The side effects completely exceeded the value of the potion itself. If you want to brew a legitimate potion, you need to have Professional tools.

So hopefully she can help with that.

however……

It's okay to bring some books into your dream, but bringing potion tools like cauldrons...

She couldn't help but shiver as she imagined herself lying on the bed, falling asleep with a cauldron in her arms.

"That's too weird."

The girl thought awkwardly, "And it must be funny, like a clown."

……

Mellen discovered that not all the potion recipes he had seen and remembered the refining methods were displayed in the attribute column, and some that required the cooperation of specific magic spells were missing.

In addition, it is not possible for him to refine all the magic potions in the attribute column. Relatively speaking, what he can produce now is only a very small part.

The remaining ones either lack materials or the conditions are too simple to carry out complex processing.

But it is obvious that as long as it is shown in the attribute column, he is qualified to refine it!

“And bring them to life.”

In school class, a boy who was absentmindedly listening to a theology class was playing with a small and exquisite braided grass blade with one hand under the desk.

The braid is in the shape of a donut ring, and it looks like it was made by randomly pulling a piece of grass from the roadside.

However, no one except Melen would know that it actually comes from another world——

Last night, he drank a dose of sleeping potion in his dream. When he woke up and returned to reality, he found that he was unconsciously holding a few grass in his hand.

This kind of grass could be seen everywhere in the forest in his dream, but the meaning behind it made him very excited.

Before that, he couldn't bring anything back to reality from his dream!

When did the change occur?

Mellen thought thoughtfully.

Probably after my teammates came in for the first time the night before yesterday...

It's just that he didn't pay attention to other details other than the plan at the time, so he didn't notice this happening at the first time.

But this is a very important ability——

There were many reasons why Mellen chose to get into potions first, but the most important one was that he wanted to use it to solve his physical problems.

But if he cannot use the resources in the dream world, then he can only practice skills in the dream, and then return to reality to find ways to buy materials to make potions.

For an ordinary wizard, it is obviously not difficult to buy potion ingredients, but for a lonely Muggle boy...

There is no need to worry about this issue now, but this does not mean that Mellen can sit back and relax.

"I need a large number of herbal medicine books as a tool for identifying plants in the dream world, otherwise I won't be able to recognize what they are... I also need a series of formal tools. But if I want to conduct long-term experiments in dreams, I also need Make paper and ink, otherwise there is no way to keep an experiment diary..."

At present, magic books and professional tools can only be obtained from Fleur, but the girl seems to be a little resistant to this, and Mellen believes that he needs to start a new round of plans to increase his favorability.

As for paper and ink making…

The greatness of Jesus was constantly instilled in the students' ears with the classroom teacher's eloquent words. Mellen, a heretic with half a foot in the wizarding world, was thinking about his little ninety-nine under the teacher's nose.

The way he enters the dream world is not a real physical entry, but a projection based on the real body.

This means that no matter what happens in the dream world, it will not affect reality.

So even though he was in a terrible mess last night due to the side effects of several doses of potion, he was still the intact little boy when he woke up this morning.

Similarly, items brought in from reality are also projections. Although this does not affect the use of the items, if Melen leaves the dream, the projection of the items brought in will also dissipate.

After all, their true bodies are in reality.

In other words, he can bring recording tools such as paper and ink into his dreams, but he cannot use them to record information in the dream world for a long time...

"Did you hear that Sam in seventh grade skipped class?"

While Mellen was distracted by papermaking, the two children sitting at the table behind him also did not pay attention to the lecture.

The low-pitched conversation between them unknowingly attracted Mellen's attention.

He then temporarily suppressed the magic-related matters in his heart, leaned back, and unconsciously pricked his ears.

"Robert didn't see any shadow today either."

"What do you think they did?"

"What else can I do? I must be fighting somewhere else."

……

"I really hope they get a good beating."

"The possibility is not high, Sam is very good, and Robert seems to be able to do Japanese sumo wrestling..."

……

"Have you already reached the point of taking action?"

There is actually a lot of information hidden in the scattered words, especially when Mellen is one of the participants.

So the boy couldn't help but blink——

If adults who control social resources want to, they can easily control minors to do things that are inconvenient for them, especially if the minor's brain is not strong enough.

So the two names I just heard, Sam and Robert, in addition to providing supplies for a certain animal caretaker, are also often assigned by the other party to do some shameful things with money.

But the relationship between the two teenagers is not good, and it is impossible for them to act together unless necessary.

Considering that Mellen had visited the animal caretaker for some reason not long ago, it seems very doubtful what the two guys did...

Mellen decided to go to the zoo after school today to check out the situation.