The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Five minutes later, Gilderoy Lockhart was sitting alone in his messy office with a cloudy expression on his face.

He was threatened by a student. Although the other party's request was very simple, just asking him to buy some prohibited drugs for him, Lockhart knew that this was just the beginning. The other party had grasped his tricks and would only make more and more excessive demands. , their appetite will never be satisfied.

If you don't want to let it be slaughtered, you must think of a countermeasure.

On the other side, Erwin and Melanie are on their way back to Gryffindor Tower,

"You are much more skilled than I thought." Melanie looked at Erwin, "Did you often do this kind of thing before?"

"I think you have amazingly rich experience in deceiving men's feelings." Erwin smiled back.

"Using one's own gender is a woman's privilege. It can only be said that most men are too stupid." Melanie pouted.

"Oh." Erwin was noncommittal.

The fire in the common room was burning brightly, and the great fireplace had not been extinguished since October.Not far away, the three of Harry, Ron and Hermione were talking about something, and there was a thick book spread out on the table in front of them.

Erwin has very good eyesight now, so he can see the words and illustrations on the pages of the book clearly.

That seems...not a book that second graders can read.

Most of the books in the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts have been imposed with strong or weak magical restrictions, and the trigger triggers are basically runes. In the first grade, Erwin was helpless with most of the restrictions, but now he has mastered them. a lot.

He secretly pointed at the book with his wand, and said silently in his heart, "Ansz-Kanaz-Belcano."

As if a restless soul was injected into it suddenly, the book suddenly floated up and shook violently. Harry's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he rushed over to press it down on the table with all his strength.

Ron was quite at a loss, "What's the situation?"

"I don't know," said Harry with difficulty; "oh my God, the words are disappearing."

On the pages he pressed, the densely packed letters were fading rapidly, and would soon turn into pure paper. At the same time, the book itself was struggling more and more violently.

Ron also panicked, and immediately went up to help Harry. It is one of the immature performances of wizards to solve problems with physical strength in the first reaction, but Ron still did the right thing, "Think about it, Hermione !” he shouted.

And Miss Nutria was staring at Erwin at this time, it seemed that she had already noticed his existence and what he had done, "This joke is not funny, Erwin." She said coldly.

"So you're so sure it's me?" Erwin spread his hands to express his innocence, but he still stopped triggering the restraint.

Harry and Ron were relieved to see the words on the book appear again.

"You have to show off your magic level like this?" Hermione was still very upset.

"I apologize." Erwin admitted his mistake very quickly, and then changed the topic, "But compared to my little prank, your act of stealing banned books... seems more serious?" He smiled but not smiled .

Both Harry and Ron couldn't help showing guilty expressions.

Hermione could barely maintain her composure, "We are allowed."

"Whose permission?" Erwin asked, "Which professor thinks that second-year students are qualified to read books of the level of "Powerful Potion"?"

"Professor Lockhart." Hermione looked a little unnatural.

"Aha, you found him to be a very useful person, didn't you?" Erwin smiled meaningfully.

"Wait a minute," Hermione realized at this moment, "How do you know it's "Powerful Potion"?"

There was scrutiny in her brown eyes.

"That's because..." Erwin leaned closer to Hermione's ear, which caught the little girl a little off guard, and her face flushed slightly.

"Actually, I've read this book more than once." Erwin lowered his volume, but Harry and Ron could hear him clearly.

The two boys looked at him with very strange eyes.

"What?" Erwin shrugged, "You also know that I often go out at night like you, do I always go to the kitchen to find food?"

"That's true of George and Fred," said honest Ron.

Erwin took the initiative to reveal a secret, and he obviously felt that Harry was getting closer to him.

"So, would you mind telling me which potion you are going to make?" Erwin asked along the way.

The two little boys looked at Hermione.

Miss Nutria hesitated for a moment, but finally decided that Erwin was trustworthy, "Potion Potion." She said, "Draco Malfoy seems to know about the Chamber of Secrets, so we're going to pretend to be someone next to him, Then get some information."

Erwin smiled, "So you still hate that guy."

Being able to have this idea shows that these three people have already developed obvious hostility towards Malfoy.

"Don't you remember what he called us back then?" Hermione's body trembled slightly with anger, "Mudblood..."

"Of course I remember." Erwin said softly, "But since you think a certain person is an ignorant idiot, there is no need to be affected by him, is there? The angrier you are, the more proud he will be."

Hermione froze, "Then how should I react?" She was a little dazed.

After all, she is just a 12-year-old girl living alone in this huge school away from her parents.

"Ignore him, treat him like a barking dog, and then make sure the dog has tusks. In short, don't let your emotions get in the way of your sanity."

At this time, Erwin suddenly realized that he had neglected Hermione's physical and mental growth to a certain extent, which was considered a dereliction of duty, after all, he was her "elder".

"So, you want us to return the book?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"Go back? Of course not," Erwin shook his head, "You seem to have made a mistake, but I actually support you."

He is not a professor at Hogwarts, so he doesn't have to think about whether the students should study step by step.As long as they are well protected, brewing compound decoction will not be dangerous in essence. Since they want to do it, let them do it. This will be a good experience process. Even if they fail, their potion level will not There is bound to be an improvement.

Raw materials are not a problem at all, there is no need to take risks to steal the school's inventory or something.For Erwin, Gallon is no longer a problem, and most of the medicinal materials can be bought in the name of Lockhart.

His confident expression and calm demeanor were so contagious that Hermione nodded involuntarily.

Back in the dormitory, Erwin listened to Neville tell a lot about the mandrakes planted by Professor Sprout.

"They will be fully mature in a few months. Professor Sprout is amazing. Every plant has survived. You must know that juvenile Mandrakes have a mortality rate of nearly 50.00%..."

Erwin was mainly listening, but he didn't show any signs of impatience. Neville soon became sleepy, and fell asleep after saying goodnight.

This child has a simple mind and sleeps very well.

It was late at night, and the moon could hardly be seen tonight, so it was unusually dim, and Erwin suddenly felt a hot feeling coming from his pocket.It was a rune stone sensor. He had worked out a lot of this kind of small thing before. It is a pair of two, can sense each other, and can be used to transmit a simple message.

The other corresponding runestone was at Melanie's side and had been activated by her, which meant Ginny Weasley was in motion again.

Ron was suspicious of Malfoy, and he never thought that the problem would appear on his sister.

Erwin got out of bed quietly, put on his cloak, and saw Melanie at the door of the Gryffindor lounge. The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Erwin used the disillusionment spell, and although Melanie had little strength left, she also had a simple and effective way to hide her whereabouts. When they left the lounge, the fat lady yelled in horror: "Who is it? ? Why can't I see you?"

Her cry was erased by a silent spell prepared by Erwin in advance.

Erwin and Melanie followed Ginny, as before, she was oblivious to their existence.

She still held the black-covered diary tightly in her hand.

But this time she did not go to the bathroom on the second floor, but continued down the stairs to the first floor, and pulled a secret wrench behind a statue of a witch.

With a low rumbling sound, a dark secret passage appeared, and Ginny walked in without hesitation.

She stopped halfway, facing a wall, making a hissing, snakelike sound.

A new passage opens, a downward staircase.

The stairs were very long, and Erwin, who was following Ginny, reckoned that they had reached a depth of at least 50 meters underground.Ginny stopped now, and opened a door in Parseltongue again.

This time, they came to a wide underground space.

Two rows of serpentine statues stood on either side. In the mouth of the snake there were glowing stones for lighting, and at the end was a wall with a huge human face carved on the wall. It was the face of an old wizard with no pupils for the eyes.

Ginny walked right up to the face, paused, and continued hissing, and this time, the wall didn't turn into a portal.

There was a hole in the mouth of the face, and there was a rustling sound coming from inside, and something was sliding inside.

For no reason, a breath of fear enveloped the underground space.

Ginny turned her head, and her delicate facial features showed a distorted state.

"Come on, there's no need to hide and hide!" she said, her voice full of resentment and hatred, "Aren't you coveting my secret? I'll show it to you now, humble bastard!"