Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

Hearing Stone's words, Hermione nodded suddenly and said to Harry:

"No need to look for Lockhart."

"formula......?"

"I have a way."

"How to do it?"

"I can't tell you, and I don't need your help."

"..."

After giving up Harry and Ron's idea of ​​helping, Hermione and Stone left the table together and headed to the library.

The prerequisite for using the cage is to outline the place you want to go in your mind. They must have been to the library before, but Hermione was still a little uneasy when using it for the first time.

They walked around the library several times, not borrowing books, but just wandering around. Because of her nervousness, Hermione didn't remember all the arrangements until Mrs. Pince came to drive her away.

"Are you okay?" Stone put his arm around Hermione's shoulders as he walked out of the library, "How about I do it instead?"

"I can."

Suppressing the anxiety deep in her heart, Hermione showed a determined look. She was Hermione, and she didn't want to depend on anyone else for everything.

"Ok."

In this way, Stone said no more.

... ...

At midnight, Hermione got up from the bed. After confirming that her roommate Lavender Brown was asleep, she quietly walked out of the dormitory and walked into the more secluded bathroom.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Take a deep breath to cheer yourself up.

After that, she closed her eyes, and the image of the library was outlined in her mind. The next moment, she touched Fan Cong.

Silver light danced, and when he opened his eyes again, he had arrived at the library.

She clenched her fists, her heart beating loudly.

"YES!"

After shouting softly, Hermione forced herself to calm down.

According to Fred and George, the library was one of the places Filch checked often... She leaned down and checked her surroundings.

There was no one around and there was no sound of footsteps. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and took out her wand:

"Fluorescent flashes."

Under the faint silver-white light, Hermione recognized her location and walked towards the restricted book area.

According to Harry, there were many horrific books stored in the Restricted Section, so Hermione had long given up her desire to find out.

Her goal is "Powerful Potion".

After adjusting the fluorescence at the top of the wand to the smallest visible range, she searched through the rows of bookshelves.

""Medieval Secrets", "Wizard Sonnets"..."

Mumbling the names of the books she saw, she unknowingly walked to the last row.

Finally, at the top of the last bookshelf, Hermione found the "Powerful Potion". Then, she turned off the fluorescence and pointed her wand at the book:

"The "Powerful Potion" is coming."

"Snapped!"

The books fell to the ground, and crisp sounds began to echo in the library.

"Plop! Plop!"

Hermione's heart beat violently, and the sound of hurried footsteps pushed her nervousness to its peak.

"Who is there?!"

"Crash-" Hermione picked up the powerful potion that fell on the ground and quickly touched the cage.

This time, she saw the silver thread wrapping herself, a moment of darkness, the silver light retreating, and she returned to her dormitory.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous."

After hiding the stolen...borrowed books in her schoolbag, Hermione relaxed her nervous heartstrings and lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

... ...

The next day, when Hermione took "Power Potion" out of her bag, everyone except Stone's eyes widened.

"How did you get...well, you can't tell me, can you?"

"Mmmmm~"

After ignoring Harry's strange look, Hermione turned to the page that recorded the recipe for Polyjuice Potion.

"Lacewings, leeches, sapweed... This is the most complicated recipe I have ever seen." Hermione pointed at the ingredient list with her finger, "There are some things that are easy to find, but grind them into powder The horns of bicorns, the skin fragments of African tree snakes... these things can only be found at Professor Snape."

"Leave it to me." Harry patted his chest, "I will cause trouble in Potions class later, so you can take the opportunity to find these materials."

"Yeah." Hermione nodded, but her eyes still stayed on the ingredient list, and said, "We still need something from the person we want to change."

"...Excuse me." Ron raised his hand, "Is it something like a toenail?"

As he spoke, he started to retching with nausea.

"That's the last step, and the hair and stuff will do," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

Then, she looked at Stone:

"Do you want to come with us? I can prepare your potion."

"Uh......"

Stone scratched his head and was about to ask how long it would take to make the decoction when a sound of 'di-di-di--' came from his pocket.

"what sound?"

"this."

While talking, Stone took out his hyperlink.

The prompt sound came from the second slider on the left, and it was called from Memphis, which meant that everyone had received the hyperlink—Durmstrang, whom Nyx went to first.

Stone first slid the top button, and then the right one, which was his own module.

Then he slid off all the remaining shoulder buttons simultaneously.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep."

The first one to connect was Memphis. She was sitting on a swing among the trees, swinging back and forth and waving to Stone.

"Hello, hello~ Can you see me?"

"You can see, stop shaking..." Axel, who had just connected, complained mercilessly.

He was leaning in front of the window. Outside the window was the fluttering snow, and Durmstrang was covered with a thick layer of white snow.

"Ugh - snow!" Memphis was still swinging back and forth, "I have never spent the winter in a place with snow in my life!"

"Then come, I welcome you anytime!"

"Emm... let me think about it~" Then, Memphis looked at Stone, "Ouch? Congratulations~"

Hermione, who was squeezing in front of the hyperlink, blushed, and Harry and Ron, who were also squeezing together, laughed. Then Memphis and Axel on the opposite side also laughed.

"Go! Go! Go."

In order to protect his girlfriend's face, Stone drove the two away without mercy and continued to lower his head:

"Where's Nyx?"

"She's been very busy recently, let me take a look."

As she spoke, she stood on the swing and swung high.

"I see her—" Memphis shouted, "she's getting ready!"

"...Do you still need to prepare for this?"

After asking curiously, the beeping sound stopped, and Nyx, who was sitting upright, broke into the screen.