I'm playing Druid at Hogwarts

November 1992, 11, light rain.

As the basilisk murders become more and more serious, the Ministry of Magic is considering closing Hogwarts. The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, does not want a major case to occur during his tenure.

If Dumbledore hadn't been in charge, Cornelius Fudge would have brought the Aurors to the door and forcibly closed Hogwarts.

In Hogwarts, little wizards hardly dare to wander around the castle. Even if they go to the toilet, several people go to the toilet together.

Perhaps for this reason, everyone was relieved that the basilisk did not appear, and the professors did not give up looking for the basilisk. However, they searched the castle several times and still found no basilisk.

Dumbledore has been looking for the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets. If the Basilisk is not wandering outside, then it must be resting in the Chamber of Secrets.

However, there are too many secrets in Hogwarts Castle, and Dumbledore cannot find out where the secret room is.

Allen had some impression of where the secret room was. The bathroom where Myrtle was located was the entrance to the secret room, but it required Parseltongue to open it.

Allen plans to find an opportunity to deal with the basilisk, but before that, he still needs to be well prepared.

At night, Allen walked alone in the castle. The castle was quiet except for the sound of the stairs turning.

Allen came to the Room of Requirement and chose to enter the alchemy space. This time he planned to refine the barrier curse glasses in one fell swoop.

Unsuccessful, he stayed up all night until dawn, and Allen also made up his mind.

Allen sat on the chair. The table in front of him was filled with the required materials and props. Allen calmed down for 10 minutes before starting to refine.

First, a mold is used to make special lenses. Allen directly makes half of the cat's eyes into potions, and then pours them into the mold to mass-produce the lenses.

After the lens was basically fixed, Allen began to carve the magic three-dimensional body. This time the magic three-dimensional body was very complicated. Not only did both sides of the lens need to be used, but the mirror surface at the edge also needed to be carved.

In the first ten seconds, Allen made a mistake. This kind of lens was like a resin lens, not hard enough, and the carving knife was sharp, so it scratched his head in one go.

Allen had no choice but to discard this lens and pick up another lens to continue carving.

From night to late night, from late night to dawn, Allen kept sculpting without taking a moment's rest.

Failure, failure, failure, Allen has become numb.

The previously manufactured lenses had been used up, so Allen made lenses out of the remaining eyeballs and continued to work hard.

Allen's eyes were bloodshot. Carving the magical three-dimensional object required full concentration, which was a heavy burden on his eyes and spirit.

After carving the last blow, Allen's movements stopped. He was a little confused now. Is this done?

He didn't know how many times he had carved it, but he only knew that there were only three pieces of material left. He originally thought there was no hope, but unexpectedly, he succeeded in a daze.

Allen quickly put the lens into the water. The dense and strange knife marks on the surface of the lens slowly disappeared in the water.

Allen knew that this was a sign of success. The magic three-dimensional substance penetrated into the innermost part, thus changing the entire lens.

"Yeah, it worked!" Allen shouted excitedly. There was no one here, so he could release the pressure as much as he wanted.

Half an hour later, Allen slowly recovered. Seeing that there were still three pieces of material, Allen decided to continue sculpting and use up the materials before talking.

After another half an hour, Allen looked at the last lens and fell into deep thought, and he succeeded again.

With almost a hundred materials, he only succeeded twice. The success rate was very low. However, Allen felt that he became more and more comfortable the further he went, as if his body had become instinctive.

It's like the teacher punishing you by copying the textbook. After copying more than ninety times, you can memorize the entire textbook.

Allen put the lens into the monocle gold-rimmed glasses, and the lenses fit perfectly. Allen took off his glasses, pressed the monocle gold-rimmed glasses outside the eye sockets, and clamped the monocle gold-rimmed glasses tightly in the eye sockets.

The eye sockets of foreigners are deeper and the eyes are clamped more firmly.

Allen walked up to the dummy, activated it, and the dummy hit Allen with a hammer.

Originally, Allen was waiting for the glasses to activate, but then the hammer almost hit his head, but the eyes still did not activate.

Allen fell back in embarrassment, and the hammer hit right between Allen's legs. Allen just missed it, and Allen wiped his head in cold sweat.

"Why didn't it start?" Allen was a little surprised, but his little mind immediately thought of the reason.

The lenses of the glasses are made of Mao Lizi's eyes. They should have some functions and can detect people with evil intentions, so they can defend themselves one step ahead.

However, the dummy is not a real person, it is a dummy without life and heartbeat, so the glasses cannot work.

"You have to find someone to try!" Allen didn't have many enemies in Hogwarts. Even the Snake House was willing to give him face. It was not easy to find an enemy.

Not knowing whether Marcus Flint had any grudge against him, Allen decided to find an opportunity to hang out in front of him.

……

Time passed day by day, and the basilisk still did not appear. Everyone relaxed a little and slowly resumed walking.

Allen was a little disappointed. No one had troubled him. The spell-protecting glasses could not be put into practice. Allen was a little worried about its effectiveness.

Another important thing happened, that is, Lockhart applied to Dumbledore to form a dueling club.

Due to the basilisk incident, Dumbledore agreed to Lockhart's application and also asked Snape to serve as Lockhart's assistant.

Alan could already imagine that Snape was preparing to teach Lockhart a severe lesson.

Snape must know that Lockhart is a liar, and Lockhart has taken over his beloved Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The duel between the two is really exciting.

After attending an Herbology class, Alan was preparing to go to the auditorium for dinner. Along the way, he heard news that Harry caused chaos in the Potions class and was taken away by Professor Snape.

Alan frowned slightly. He knew that Harry and the three were doing something. Although he didn't know what they were doing, it should be related to Malfoy.

Allen didn't intend to get involved in their affairs. If he had this time, he might as well read more books.

Of course, Allen would still be willing to lend a helping hand if they were in danger, but whether it was possible in time was another matter.

On the other side, Ron and Hermione met, and Hermione showed the medicinal materials in her hand to indicate that the plan was successful.

Ron said with some worry; "Professor Snape will definitely find out, I wonder what will happen to Harry."

Hermione comforted: "Harry is a student and Snape is a professor. Even if Snape has doubts, he will not be violent to Harry."

"But the punishment will definitely be inevitable. You may have to deal with disgusting materials for Snape." At this point, Hermione shuddered.

The ingredients of potions are all kinds of weird, and many of them are very anti-human, disgusting, smelly, and contain pus.

The little wizard wouldn't want to face these materials if it wasn't necessary.

In addition to deducting points, Snape's usual punishment was to have people help him handle the materials, but this time Harry was caught in a trap.