I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

The two handwritings were obviously not written by the same person, Harry didn't care about the strangeness, and tried to squeeze the side of the silver dagger, it was really easier.

This made Harry more confident, and looked at the second line of comments above.

After hesitating again and again, I went to look for it and found that the sleepy grass can indeed squeeze out the juice by hand.

Added a drop to it, didn't change much.

But it was not destroyed.

According to the above steps, Harry completed step by step.

Time is up.

"Please stop stirring!"

Everyone stops.

Slughorn began to walk slowly between the tables.

He sniffs it occasionally, or stirs it.

There is no big surprise, Daphne is the one with the highest degree of completion.

This point is even higher than Hermione.

Forget it Malfoy, because his pot of stuff is like jelly.

Daphne, seeing in Slughorn's expression that she had won, looked over in Hermione's direction.

His eyes are full of pride.

Hermione's hair was messed up, and she wasn't fit for this sort of raid.

Finally, Slughorn came to Harry's side.

He saw the pot of living hell soup that looked like ink, and tentatively put a leaf in it.

The leaves disappear quickly in Potion of Living Hell.

"Perfect, the undisputed winner, I guarantee, one drop can put a thousand people to sleep, ten times more effective than the normal living hell potion." Slughorn marveled.

He looked at Harry with a brighter look.

Harry was equally surprised, because of this effect, which was the same as the second line of writing.

Slughorn exclaimed: "Excellent, excellent, Harry! My God, you obviously inherited your mother's talent."

"No," Slughorn changed his mind, thinking of the tenfold effect, "you are as ingenious as Lily, but you are more flexible than her."

"Take it, I'll keep my word, I'll give you a bottle of Felix Felicity," he took out the Felix Elixir and handed it to Harry. When Harry was about to take it, he shrank his hand and said, "Use it well!"

"I will, Professor." Harry nodded, taking the Felicia.

He was in a good mood, especially seeing the annoyance on Malfoy's face.

Malfoy snorted coldly: "Isn't it just Felicity Elixir, I asked John to give me a bottle."

Daphne glanced at him, why did it feel like John had taken his father's place?

Malfoy used to be called Dad, but now he likes to be called John.

"Don't look at it, it's not yours even if you look at him a hundred times." Daphne rolled her eyes and still glared at Harry's Malfoy, and said, "John is waiting for us at the Star Club, today is the number one in Astoria." Go in for the second time."

"By the way, Atuo." Malfoy didn't pay attention to Daphne's angry eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Then Daphne slapped her face with a book.

"Don't call her Atuo!" Daphne's eyes were fierce.

Malfoy held his nose, "Advanced Potion Making" is not thin.

Ignoring Harry, who was being asked by Ron how to do it there, the two walked towards the Star Club.

On the way, they encounter Astoria.

Astoria waved excitedly, apparently she received a message to go to the Star Club.

The star badge was worn on her chest, and the starry sky above was constantly changing.

She also treated her hair with Silverhand's new shampoo and carefully trimmed her nails.

"You are so beautiful, my sister." Daphne stepped forward and hugged her sister.

Astoria blushed, and looked down at her toes as if she had an idea.

Malfoy looked left and right, he was walking a little faster than Daphne just now, but Daphne kicked him in the waist from behind.

Fortunately, John didn't give the meteor shoes to Daphne, otherwise Malfoy could experience the joy of Sirius with that kick.

The three of them went together and went to the Star Club.

Arriving at the fourth floor, they were about to go there when they saw John standing outside the door, not knowing what to do.

"John?" Malfoy came over wondering, "Why don't you go in?"

John glanced at Malfoy, who didn't understand.

"Why is there an extra office here?" Daphne exclaimed.

Malfoy looked over, and the empty room next to the Stars Club was now renamed.

"The gatekeeper's office?" Malfoy's eyes widened. "When did this thing exist?"

They had never heard of the position of gatekeeper.

"Don't pay attention to him." John took a deep look at the office and walked towards the Star Club, "Where's Neville?"

"He'll have to wait a while."

Malfoy said gloatingly, "He's a bit sick to his stomach."

Standing in front of the door, John didn't open the door, and Daphne didn't move.

They all looked at Astoria.

With excitement, Astoria cautiously approached the door.

The eye sign on the door glanced at her, but did not sound the alarm.

Putting his hand on the doorknob, Astoria pushed forward.

Not a member of the Star Club, when I opened the door, I could only see a dilapidated room.

But now, after she opened it, there was a beautiful room with dim stars.

Golden runes floated in the room, intoxicating like elves.

The clouds and mist on the dome sometimes gather and disperse, and sometimes are pierced by golden characters.

Astoria walked in, reached out and stroked the golden text gently.

The words flicked across her fingertips, turning into golden particles and flying towards the round table.

"It's really beautiful." Astoria said confusedly.

At this moment, all the words turned into golden particles and flew towards the round table.

On top of the round table, little golden figures gathered and tap danced.

This scene nearly melted Astoria's heart.

When John and the others walked in, the little golden figures jumped off the round table and stood on both sides of the aisle to welcome them.

"Is it my illusion? It feels like there are more doors?" Malfoy rubbed his eyes.

The Qunxing Club, which was originally just one room, now has nine more doors.

John walked in and said, "You read that right, there are indeed more doors."

He randomly came to a door that opened, and behind him was a jungle-like setting.

"You moved the forest in?" Malfoy was dumbfounded, wondering why there was a forest in the room.

John said casually: "The rotunda of the Department of Mysteries inspired me. Every door here can lead to a place. Of course, if you don't want to go to the jungle."

He closed the door and reopened it, this time revealing an elegant room.

Astoria was amazed, "How did you do it?"

"A little trick."

John smiled slightly, and purposely amplified his voice and said, "I'm going to hide things in one of the nine doors."

Neville arrived late, and he was also stunned by the new door.

He tentatively opened a door, and the gushing water turned him into a drowned chicken.

Welcome the arrival of new members, a new group of stars accumulated during a holiday was opened by John.

The golden wine was poured into the glass, and Astoria's face was flushed. This was the first time she had drunk this kind of wine.

John suspects that the Greengrass family doesn't drink much, otherwise the daughters are so overwhelmed.

"Dong dong."

Malfoy looked at the wine glass, then at the door, and asked doubtfully, "Could it be that I was drunk and heard the knock on the door?"

"You're not drunk," John said casually when he saw Astoria open the door in a daze, "the old man next door is here."

"The old man next door?"

Not to mention Malfoy, both Daphne and Neville looked puzzled.

Astoria opened the door, her silvery white beard was scorched black.

She looked up along her beard, and behind the half-moon lens was an amiable old face.

"Deng, Dumbledore!" Half of her mind woke up in an instant.

"Hi, Miss Greengrass, I'm the old man next door."

Dumbledore blinked, waking up the other half of Astoria.

Malfoy stood up instantly, reaching for his wand, and Neville did the same.

John raised his hand to stop their next move, and said with a half-smile: "The fool's trick?"

"Very useful, isn't it?" Dumbledore nodded.

John got up and walked over, raised his hand and squeezed lightly in the void.

A crystal gold-rimmed wine glass appeared in his hand, as if he had released a refill spell, and the golden liquid slowly rose inside.

"Since it's a new neighbor, let me toast you, Mr. Gatekeeper."

Handing the wine glass to Dumbledore, John chuckled lightly, "If you're not afraid of what I might do in the wine."

"Of course not," Dumbledore smiled kindly. "As I said, I'm sure you won't, John."

The aura of the two people was so strong that Astoria had to quickly retreat inside.

She patted her chest and said with lingering fear: "I was scared to death, what happened to John and Dumbledore?"

She still doesn't know what happened to the Stars Society she belongs to, the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix.

John saw that Dumbledore was about to take the wine glass, as if he said it, believe in yourself.

Seeing this, John smiled slightly.

The wine glass in his hand disappeared, and he said thoughtfully: "Such wine does not match the greatest wizard."

As if thinking hard, John clapped his hands and suddenly realized: "I know which one is more suitable for the great Dumbledore."

He raised his left hand, and the starlight slowly fell in his hand.

The golden cup that radiates light is condensed.

The golden liquid inside is completely different from the stars just now.

John said with deep meaning: "How about this?"

Contains the holy grail of rejuvenation and immortality.

What Voldemort could only wish for, appeared in front of Dumbledore so easily.

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