Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 159 Veritaserum mixed in the potion

"What did you say... an empty room under the trapdoor?"

The next morning, when Fred and George learned about it from Kyle, their expressions were exactly the same as Cedric's.

Shocked, suspicious, unbelievable.

Because of the trap door, they didn't sleep well last night. As long as they closed their eyes, the hideous and terrifying appearance of the three-headed dog would appear in their minds.

They were so curious as to what it was that was worthy of being guarded by a three-headed dog.

The paper for the final exam?

Or the sword of Gryffindor!

The two guessed all night, and didn't sleep for a while until it was dawn.

Now, Kyle actually told them that there were just a few empty rooms under the trapdoor?

Fred and George couldn't accept it.

What about the adventure that was promised... how about breaking through the level... co-authoring Dumbledore just found a place to raise a dog in the castle?

This is too perfunctory, not so fooling people.

"Those rooms can't be empty all the time." Kyle patted Fred on the shoulder and comforted him, "I think it's just the beginning of school, and the professors are too busy, so they don't have time to decorate.

We can go again at a later time, say Halloween, or the Christmas holidays. "

"You're right." Fred sighed and said, "It looks like we won't need to go there in a short time, just in time to find the last word of the password."

"I think it's better to forget it." Cedric put down the pumpkin juice in his hand and said, "Hogwarts is so big, even if you graduate, you may not be able to find it all."

"Will not."

George shook his head and said, "The makers of the Marauder's Map wouldn't hide password clues in meaningless places."

"The first clue to the password we found was on Filch's office door...that's where only people in solitary go."

"And on the wall posts in the prize room..."

"The common room of the four colleges..."

"The tallest tower in the castle..."

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"In short, they are all representative or different places." George touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "And we can vaguely feel that we are very close to the final answer, but this There is a thin layer of parchment in between."

"Yeah..." Cedric shrugged, noncommittal.

He felt that the clue to the last password might not exist at all, or that it was just a prank.

But Fred and George didn't believe that at all.

Soon, the messenger arrived.

A large flock of owls flew into the auditorium, among which six robust long-eared owls attracted everyone's attention.

They carried a slender package across the dining table to a Slytherin student.

That person didn't hesitate, and opened the package on the spot, and inside was a brand new Nimbus 2000.

"That's right, the new broom Nimbus 2000, the same model as the professional Quidditch team!"

Under the envious eyes of a large group of young wizards, with obvious pride on his face, he said loudly: "My dad specially sent it here to celebrate my joining the Slytherin team this year.

But in my opinion, this is not necessary at all. Even if I don't have the best broom in the wizarding world, I can beat everyone to death. "

His voice was so loud that almost half of the auditorium could be heard.

Kyle turned to look at him.

do not know.

"Hey guys, look at Marcus Flint."

After being reminded by Fred, Kyle noticed that Marcus's face was very ugly, or that all the members of the Slytherin Quidditch team had very ugly faces.

Probably the name of Nimbus 2000 reminded them of some bad experience. Everyone stopped their hands and stared at the boy who received the package with unkind expressions, not even eating.

Gryffindor's movement was not small.

Neville received a memory ball, which can be regarded as a valuable alchemy item, and it is rare.

The main thing is that this thing is notoriously tasteless in the magic world. It only reminds you that you forgot something, but it doesn't show the specific situation... This is very uncomfortable.

In addition, the price of the memory ball is not cheap, more than 100 Galleons are enough to dissuade most curious wizards.

Kyle also received a package.

It was a small palm-sized box with a layer of kraft paper on the outside.

After the owl delivered the package, it dropped another letter.

"According to the previous agreement, I have delivered what you need, I hope it will not be too late.

I wish you great success with potions.

(Your Medal of the Order of Merlin has entered review, but you still need to wait for a while)

— Pegasus Sasia. "

Abbot Sasia of St. Mungo's sent the potion?

Kyle's eyes lit up.

"What's that?" Seeing Kyle's excited look, Fred asked curiously, "What did you buy?"

"No, it was the potion given by someone else."

"Potion?"

"Hmm." After hesitating for a moment, Kyle said, "I ran into some trouble at St. Mungo's... These potions are my compensation from Dean St. Mungo's."

Because of the forced intervention of the Ministry of Magic, the Daily Prophet did not mention werewolves, only saying that someone was making a fuss about St. Mungo's.

So neither Cedric nor the Weasley brothers, nor Connor knew that he had encountered a werewolf head-on during the summer vacation.

In order not to worry them, Kyle didn't say anything himself.

"I see..." Fred had no interest in potions, so he picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet and read it.

Cedric and Connor approached with great interest.

At this time, Kyle had already opened the kraft paper, revealing the wooden box inside.

In order to facilitate transportation, the box has been casted with a traceless expansion spell. From the outside, it is only the size of a palm, but the space after opening is very large.

Large and small bottles were neatly placed inside, and there were about fifty or sixty bottles. There was a separate space on the side of the box, where some materials needed to make potions were placed.

"This is the eggshell of the Fire Ash Snake... and the petals of the staghorn flower..." Kang Na was surprised.

She had seen these things in Professor Snape's office, and they were all tightly sealed. The ones on the top shelf were all extremely precious potion ingredients.

Take out any kind and put it in Diagon Alley, and it can be sold for hundreds of Galleons.

Kyle just glanced at the materials before turning his attention back to the potion.

He found that there was something wrong with the quantity of these potions.

Too much.

In addition to those previously agreed, Dean Sasia gave some other things as gifts.

For some unknown reason, Kyle even saw Veritaserum in the corner of the box.