The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

A small car with a sense of age rushed out of the jungle and sped straight in the direction Erwin expected.

After all, there is essentially only one road here, which leads directly to the trap.

The top of the pit was camouflaged, a car should not have the intelligence to recognize the trap, so with a loud noise, it fell directly into the pit, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Prey caught.

However, there was a more violent roar of the engine from the pit, which seemed to make people feel the anger that was accumulating inside and was about to explode. Under Erwin's rather surprised eyes, this dilapidated old car suddenly jumped from five to five. It jumped out of the meter-deep pit, and neither the gravity rune nor the quicksand at the bottom of the pit could restrain it.

This car has the ability to jump?Or it still retains part of the flight function, but it is now out of trouble anyway.

Erwin didn't have much time to think about what to do, he used his kinetic energy to throw a few rocks at the car, which didn't do any real damage, but managed to attract its attention.

The Weasley family's classic car immediately understood that it was the person who set up the trap. Its engine roared and it rushed towards Erwin. It was difficult for its chassis to maintain a high speed on this potholed ground. .

"Quasimodo!" Erwin yelled.

The tall bell ringer showed an astonishing speed that didn't match his size, and blocked Erwin almost instantly. He undoubtedly possessed quite advanced combat intelligence. When facing a rampaging car, he , He put down the hammer and copper bell in his hand, and took down the cross behind his back.

Erwin had observed this cross and knew that it was a solid iron bump, that is to say, the overall weight was calculated in tons, and Quasimodo used it as a mallet.Even without considering the complicated runes engraved on it, even if it is an adult male African elephant, half of his body will be turned into a pulp.

"Don't use..." Erwin only had time to say two words.

The top of the cross with sharp edges touched the front of the classic car, a huge force exploded, and that part immediately sank, the force continued to transmit, and the entire front of the car deformed surprisingly.The forward momentum of the classic car came to an abrupt end. Amid a tooth-piercing metal twisting sound, it flew backwards at a faster speed than when it came, and spun around and a half in the air, then fell back down again with a bang. into the pit.

Erwin scratched his head, obviously he didn't have enough understanding of the bell ringer's combat power, the overall weight of this classic car may not be as good as Quasimodo's cross club, it's more than a sledgehammer.

Alas, misguided.

He looked at the bell ringer puppet, this unattractive metal bump put the cross back on its back, and returned silently behind Erwin again.

The strength of that blow just now is almost close to the hand-to-hand combat ability of an adult fire dragon.

After all, it is the guard puppet of Master Flamel.

Erwin approached the pit and looked inside. The four wheels of the classic car turned towards the sky, like a tortoise that was thrown over, and it couldn't turn over no matter how hard it struggled.It looked like it was falling apart, the front of the car was compressed to half its original volume after being crossed by Quasimodo.

Isn't this obsolete?

Hagrid walked over panting with his hound, obviously the chase just now took a lot of effort, the gamekeeper glanced at the car in the sunken hole, and then he was stunned, "Are you going to tear it down? ?”

He saw Quasimodo again, showing a guarded look, "What is that?"

"The battle puppet arranged by Professor Dumbledore." Erwin moved out the almighty headmaster.

Hagrid believed it.

He took out his wand and turned the quicksand at the bottom of the pit back into mud. Erwin leaped lightly and jumped into the pit. The invisible blade of the cutting curse extended from the wand. Open the hood and see if there are any parts inside that have not been completely destroyed.

However, Erwin noticed the car vibrate slightly when the invisible blade penetrated the gap next to the hood.

"It's still 'alive'?" Erwin was quite surprised, "If you want to get help, then show some more." He tried to communicate with it.

The only intact taillight of the classic car flickered a few times.

Erwin naturally saw it, "Interesting." He whispered to himself.

If this car is viewed from a human point of view, it is almost equivalent to the state where the skull has been smashed into the chest cavity, but even so it can still respond, which means that its self-awareness may not be related to the state of the car body. particularly strong correlation.

Then maybe it should be salvaged.

The hood is still not lifted for the time being, because it is conceivable that there is already a pile of scrap copper and iron inside, and because the car is turned over, once the hood is opened, the scrap copper and iron will inevitably be scattered on the ground.

Mr. Weasley's modification of this classic car should be relatively limited, it is still a car in general.And as long as the item itself does not involve magic and runes, the repair spell will have a very good effect, but the premise is that the caster must have a very clear concept of the intact state of the item.

Erwin had to write to Professor Stewart, ask Uncle Felwood to look up the model of the classic car, and then send over its blueprints, so that he could fully understand its structure before successfully repairing it with the Repair Charm.

Before that, the only thing left to do was to let this dilapidated old car lie in this pit.

"In general, our goal has been achieved." Erwin raised his head and said to Hagrid, "This car will no longer disturb the peace of the Forbidden Forest, and the horsemen can rest assured."

The gamekeeper shrugged.

The matter about the car in the Forbidden Forest has come to an end for the time being.

A day later, Melanie also gave her bloodline diffusion plan, it seems that this is not a difficult task for her.

In Flamel's cottage, Erwin began to read the large passages she had written on the parchment.

When he finished reading, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Looking up at Melanie, she found that this woman was drinking tea, looking very elegant and peaceful.

"Where did you get the tea set?" Erwin was a little surprised.

"Esmeralda gave it to me," Melanie said.

The corner of Erwin's mouth twitched. This woman didn't regard herself as an outsider, and quickly learned to command the artificial intelligence girl to satisfy her personal life enjoyment, and the root cause was also him. Some permissions in .

Although it is a permission called "pet" level, it can ask Esmeralda to meet her life needs.

"Speaking of which, these are all antiques from hundreds of years ago." Melanie showed Erwin the exquisite porcelain teacup lid.

Of course they are old antiques. Master LeMay did not need to eat or drink for the rest of his life and relied entirely on the elixir of life. God knows when these tea sets were last used.

"Then where did your tea come from?" Erwin asked calmly.

The student meals at Hogwarts certainly provide tea, but the whole pot of brewed tea is delivered directly to the dining table. Generally speaking, students do not have the opportunity to get dry tea directly.

"Lockhart gave it to me. It is said that only the highest-level wizard in India, 'Timbala', is eligible to enjoy it. Do you want some?"

Melanie handed over her cup of tea, looking totally unfazed.

"No need." Erwin flatly refused. "You're still dealing with that Lockhart guy? Interesting?"

"Interesting, he is really an interesting person." Melanie smiled.

Erwin shook his head slightly, his eyes returned to the parchment again, "You listed more than a dozen highly poisonous medicinal materials for me, why did you add these things to the red dragon's blood potion?"

"What you want... is to allow your blood to go deep into the life roots of ordinary wizards and improve their magical talents, right?" Melanie licked her moist lips.

"Yes, and I only have this request." Erwin nodded.

Based on the Red Dragon's Blood Potion, a brand new bloodline enhancement potion was created.

"You have to know that every living body has a 'barrier' inside its body, and only by breaking through this barrier can it affect the root of its life, and the combination of these poisons can temporarily paralyze them in very small doses. That barrier so your blood can work," Melanie continued.

Of course Erwin understood, she was probably talking about the immune system.

"But these highly poisonous medicinal materials are all restricted items." His frown did not relax. "It is almost impossible to buy directly, and Hogwarts probably won't store it."

"That's not something I want to consider." Melanie said lightly in a tone that made her teeth itch.

Erwin was silent.

After a while, Melanie spoke again, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "If you beg me, I can tell you about some special channels..."

"We basically only have owls to communicate with the outside world now. Do you think it is safe to access those channels?" Erwin said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

This time Melanie was silent.

A lot of thoughts are flying in Erwin's mind. After all, he is only a second-year student, and he is still a Muggle. The blood potion will also encounter difficulties in earning Galleons, and Diagon Alley Pharmacy will wonder where he got so many advanced potions.

So he needs a name, an identity, a leather case, is well-known, considered to be powerful, and preferably a professor at Hogwarts.

And they just happened to be talking about that one.

"I think, since you've been playing with Lockhart for so long, you should have a lot of his handles." Erwin looked at Melanie, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.