Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 179 St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies (page 12)

Some people like to add ice when drinking whiskey, but adding more than two pieces will make them look particularly amateurish.

Whiskey is a distilled spirit. Once more ice cubes are added, the alcohol content will decrease as the ice cubes melt.

The wine also loses its flavor.

Aged fire whiskey is a wizard's drink that is produced by adding magical ingredients to grains during brewing, distilling it and aging it in oak barrels for many years.

Not only does it have a higher alcohol content, but after getting drunk, some people will even spit out flames when they burp.

The feeling of drinking it can be described in one word: exciting!

Muggles cannot drink this drink, only wizards can enjoy it, and most of them are only British wizards who like to drink aged fire whiskey.

Among all the brands, the most famous (and also the most expensive) aged fire whiskey is Ogden aged fire whiskey.

"This wine..."

Taking a sip of the whiskey Lockhart poured for himself, Horace pursed his lips. The old man actually didn't like drinking such strong drinks.

However, since he wanted to give Bourne some face as his professor next year, he still pretended to be enjoying it.

However, the words of praise that Horace was able to speak ended abruptly after just the beginning.

Sensing something was wrong, he immediately threw away the glass, picked up the wand and cast a spell on himself: "Immobulus (quick freezing)!"

Fortunately, the old wizard reacted quickly enough. While he was casting a curse on himself, a flash of orange flames burst out from his body.

"This wine is poisonous."

Horace's face turned livid because he had cast a freezing spell on himself. He held up his wand and struggled to use magic to suppress the explosion of toxins in his body.

As a master of potions, Horace's understanding of toxins is naturally unparalleled by others. He judged the mechanism of action of this toxin in an instant.

It can arouse the magic power in the wizard's body and cause the wizard to spontaneously combust and die, but so far it has been suppressed by his continuous freezing spell.

However, in this case, he could neither accurately determine the type of poison nor prepare the magic potion to detoxify it.

If he continued to cast the freezing spell on himself for a long time, he would inevitably run out of energy and faint.

Until then……

When Horace pointed out that "the wine was poisonous", although he spoke in a low voice, the few scattered guests in the Leaky Cauldron lobby became very "early and blind" and stood up in panic.

Some people who didn't want to get into trouble just turned around and left in a hurry; some people liked to join in the fun and quickly gathered around Horace.

The bar owner, Old Tom, had already lifted the partition on the bar and walked out quickly with his wand, separating the stunned Lockhart from those meddlers and Horace.

And just before walking out of the bar, he had already pressed a magic alarm bell hidden under the bar table.

Although there was no sound in the bar, the other magic alarm bell that matched this one was already ringing loudly, and the jingling bell resounded through the security desk in the main hall on the eighth underground floor of the Ministry of Magic——

Most wizards who have been to the Leaky Cauldron only have the impression that it is a dirty and unremarkable bar.

But if you think about it carefully: in the wizarding world, the Leaky Cauldron is the only bar with its door open on a Muggle street, and its backyard is the only official entrance to the most important commercial street in the British wizarding world... Such a shabby place Isn’t it much more reasonable that a small bar can operate for hundreds of years without closing down?

In less than 5 minutes, the flames in the stone fire pit in the middle of the Leaky Cauldron pub hall turned green, and seven or eight Aurors quickly arrived here using Floo powder.

The leader was a senior Auror named Kingsley Shacklebolt, who also brought his apprentice Nymphadora Tonks. The latter is a born Metamorphmagus who transforms her head into a long-eared beagle before stepping out of the firepit.

Sniff left, smell right.

"There's something strange in the Leaky Cauldron..."

Tonks' discovery somewhat disapproved of her colleagues - it was strange that this place didn't smell strange.

Fortunately, she quickly discovered the flaw in her words and corrected it immediately.

"...It's not the weird smell of bad hygiene. There is a magical smell that is unique to disgusting things like 'Hokrapu'. But it's very slight, and it's not so moist and fishy, ​​like After special treatment.”

Her discovery attracted everyone's attention: no serious wizard had ever heard of anyone liking animals like Hawklap.

Horklap is a pink, spiky, mushroom-like magical creature. They are native to Scandinavia and are now widely distributed throughout Northern Europe.

Instead of mushroom mycelium or plant roots, there are many powerful tentacles under their mushroom-shaped trunks. Those tentacles will extend underground to search for earthworms as food.

It reproduces vigorously and can cover an area the size of an average garden in a matter of days.

Horklap is the goblin's favorite food. Therefore, once a wizard's family has Horklap, it is easy to breed a large number of goblins. The venom of the color-changing giant snail is one of the few substances that can kill Horklap.

Perhaps because of their inconvenient appearance, or perhaps because this magical animal does have an impact on wizards' magic, educated and well-behaved wizards hate Horklap.

For example, Dumbledore's aunt Honoria once discovered that her fiancé was teasing several hawkcraps, so she firmly broke off her engagement with that man.

After hearing Tonks' discovery, he was still being questioned by Kingsley, but Old Tom immediately took over the conversation.

"An old woman came here just now. I was still doubtful before, but now I am almost certain that she was a dominatrix."

He said it with absolute certainty.

“She bought two pieces of raw liver, and Yasha happens to be addicted to this kind of food, and she has to eat a few bites every once in a while to satisfy her craving.

Also, I remember that processed Horklap sap was of little use to wizards other than as a herbicide.

But it is said that dominatrixes like to use diluted Hokrapu juice as a beauty agent, and they can use it to decorate their faces..."

Before Old Tom could finish speaking, Lockhart, who had been dumbfounded before, suddenly came to his senses.

"That's right!"

He said excitedly: "In the book "Holiday with a Dominatrix"...

Um, I mean, in my autobiographical novel that was just published not long ago, there are some descriptions of the dominatrix’s living habits.

They do like to use Horklap juice as a beauty agent, and the more human-like a dominatrix is, the more often they use it.

Because it can effectively remove some of the unavoidable dirt on the dominatrix's face and body, prevent warts and mold spots from growing on their body, and also allow the dominatrix to maintain a human appearance for a long time.

It was because of my constant use of flying spells that I successfully snatched the beautifying agent made by the dominatrix, which made her give up the evil idea of ​​eating my liver.

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