Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

But unfortunately, Neville is a specialist in striker, which is a type of Auror that doesn't require much brainpower.

Harry obviously knew more about such a complicated and difficult situation.

However, the problem at the moment was precisely with Harry, so Neville was helpless.

Facing Ron's anxious and burning gaze, Neville was also extremely anxious.

Suddenly, he recalled that in the recent [Auror Orientation Training Course], Instructor Robert Porter mentioned how to deal with such situations. He immediately had an idea, and Neville shouted,

"Faecal stone! Use fecal stone! If you are poisoned, it can detoxify you! If you encounter mind control magic, the stench it emits can produce a strong stimulation and help break the mind control!"

After receiving clear instructions, Ron no longer sat still and waited for death.

"Great! I remember Harry always had bezoars in his pocket. I'll go look for them."

After saying that, Ron gently placed Harry, who was in school uniform, next to Neville, then turned to Harry's bed and began to search for his school robes.

Many potion materials are highly toxic before being processed by a potion maker. If one accidentally comes into contact with these unprocessed or improperly processed potion materials, the consequences can be very serious.

Therefore, potion masters usually carry a piece of fecal stone with them so that they can quickly detoxify when needed.

At the same time, this fecal stone also allows them to more calmly apply poison in battle and inflict fatal blows on the enemy.

As a well-known potion master, Harry would not forget to prepare a bezoar with him. He was used to putting the bezoar in the left pocket of his school robe, which was convenient for him to use without affecting his right hand holding a wand or pistol.

Ron carefully avoided the potion grenade stored in Harry's robes and finally succeeded in touching the bezoar.

To be honest, Ron was really scared when he touched a bottle of [Lily Potion] grenade just now. Fortunately, he moved slowly and gently so as not to cause any accidents.

After carefully putting the bottle of dangerous stuff back to its place, he quickly put the fecal stone into Harry's mouth.

Harry's saliva quickly melted the crystal layer on the surface of the fecal stone that was used to isolate the stench. Then, a strong and suffocating stench erupted like a volcano, and went directly into his nasal cavity through his mouth.

The stench was so strong that even Ron and Neville, who were standing nearby, could smell it. They couldn't help but frown and reveal masks of pain.

In terms of smell, the smell of coprolites is even worse than the canned herrings that Raven once played with. After all, coprolites are things found in the stomach of a goat, and the smell they emit is truly "unparalleled"!

The stench immediately brought Harry back to his senses from his previous trance.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the fecal stone really has any magical effect - in fact, the abnormality he just experienced was completely at the soul level.

It's not poisoning, nor is it mind control.

However, the smell of the fecal stone happened to trigger the early warning magic in Harry's body by accident.

This kind of early warning magic was a little trick taught to him by Professor Slughorn. It was a little magic that could be said to be a kind of soul suggestion.

When the smell of feces is sensed, this magic is automatically released, making the potion master more focused and clear-headed.

The reason why we need to master this technique is that we usually face two situations when using fecal stones.

Either he is poisoned and needs to be detoxified, or he is preparing to poison the enemy in battle.

No matter what situation you encounter, it is very necessary to maintain a high level of concentration.

......

Just like a bucket of ice water was poured over his head on a hot summer day, Harry felt a shock all over his body and woke up instantly.

He habitually ignored the stink of feces in his mouth and nose, and looked at Ron and Neville with a confused look on his face.

He had no idea why he was lying on the ground, let alone how a fecal stone got stuck in his mouth. Of course, he didn't understand why the two of them were staring at him so nervously.

But at this moment, Harry's logical thinking ability has returned to normal. He knows very well that something must have happened just now.

But for some reason, I lost all my memories of that period of time.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

Ron asked impatiently. Harry didn't respond, but just nodded slightly to show that he was fine.

After making sure he could regain control of his body, he stood up easily, walked straight to his bed, and took out a bottle of dark green liquid from his school uniform.

Then, without hesitation, he uncorked the bottle and put the bottle mouth into his mouth without even opening his mouth.

At this moment, his mouth was filled with a strong smell of feces. If he opened his mouth to speak, the whole dormitory would be filled with a stench.

Fortunately, he had a bottle of specially prepared mouthwash in his hand, which was specifically designed to deal with the odor problem caused by fecal stones.

This mouthwash not only freshens breath, but also forms a crystal layer on the outside of the fecal stone, effectively isolating the odor.

Harry felt the wonderful changes in his mouth. After making sure that the fecal stone had been tightly wrapped by the crystal layer, he carefully opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark green mouthwash.

At the same time, the resealed fecal stone was spit out along with the mouthwash.

He quickly put the fecal stone and mouthwash into the pocket of his school robe, and then put on his school robe again. It looked like he might need to go out for a while.

When everything was done, Harry slowly walked towards Ron and Neville and asked doubtfully,

"Did something bad happen to me just now?"

Recalling his experience just now, Harry felt as if he was immersed in a pool of warm hot water. The feeling was both comfortable and intoxicating, as if the whole person was pulled out of this world.

Ron nodded, and when he was about to explain to Harry what had just happened, Neville beat him to it.

As a reserve Auror who aspires to become a striker, Neville obviously knows how to communicate effectively with his teammates in this situation.

"You seemed a little dazed just now, even out of control. Harry, are you poisoned? Or has someone attacked you with magic?"

"No, it's not poisoning. I didn't sense any toxins." Harry shook his head and immediately denied the second guess, "It's not mind control either. My brain blockage has not been triggered."

With a hint of uncertainty in his tone, he continued,

"If that's the case... it seems... it seems like there's something wrong at the soul level. I'm afraid this is the only possibility."

"Soul?" Neville murmured the word in a low voice. He had been focusing on training in frontal combat skills and was not good at those strange magics.

Senior Tom had never taught him this kind of knowledge, so facing this situation, Neville felt a little helpless.

Seeing that the two trainee Aurors had efficiently completed the information exchange, Ron gave his own suggestions.

"Why don't we go find Raven? He must be more familiar with this than us."

After all, Raven is an ancient demon king who returned from the underworld. If you say he is not good at things related to the soul, then I'm afraid no one dares to say that they are good at it!

Harry naturally knew this very well, so he nodded in agreement.

Although Neville was not clear about Raven's true identity, he also understood that Raven was born in the form of a soul and should have unique insights and understandings of the soul realm, so he did not raise any objections.

At this moment, Ron reached into his pocket and pulled out an object that smelled like a Muggle—a pager...

Harry was speechless when he saw this, but what made him even more speechless was Ron's next move.

I only heard Ron shouting into the pager: "Hello, hello, is Raven there? This is Ron."

That's right, Ron actually used this pager as a walkie-talkie...

However, what was even more surprising was that Raven's voice soon came out from the "walkie-talkie", oh no, it should be said that the BB machine,

"Fart quickly."

It really is a walkie-talkie!

Ron looked at Harry anxiously, his heart full of worry, and he had no intention of arguing with Raven. He said anxiously.

"It's Harry! Harry suddenly felt unwell just now. Poisoning and mind control have been ruled out. It seems that there is a problem with his soul. Raven, where are you now? We have to go find you for help."

Before Ron finished his words, there was a loud noise from the other end of the pager, like a pile of books being knocked to the ground.

Then, the sound stopped abruptly, and it was obvious that Raven had cut off the communication on his own initiative.

After just a few seconds, Raven's voice came again.

"I understand. Bring Harry to the headmaster's office immediately. Remember, today's password is 'Lily'."

Although it is unclear why Raven was so crazy today that he changed the password of the principal's office, now is not the time to worry about these things.

Ron held the pager tightly in his hand and took a deep breath.

"Done, let's go, Neville, do you want to come?"

Ron asked Neville, and Neville naturally would not refuse. Ron and Neville changed their pajamas and left the dormitory with Harry.

Strangely enough, Harry felt very energetic at this moment, as if what happened just now was just a dream.

But the strong and pungent mint taste in his mouth constantly reminded him of what had just happened.