Hogwarts in the shadows

Snape didn't say a word throughout the whole process, he just watched quietly.

Hephis cut the shadow off, and he looked at the shadow in his hand with some hesitation.

"Um... Professor, I swallowed it."

Snape didn't bother to pay attention to him and just watched silently.

Hephaestus first vomited out more than a dozen shadows, and then swallowed Snape's shadow in one gulp.

He swallowed it and felt the difference immediately.

It was a warm and secure feeling, as if surrounded by strong love.

There has been a noticeable growth in body, mind and even magic power.

But he didn't feel even a hint of burden.

Is it because Snape volunteered completely?

Before, An An’s shadow had been very little burden to him, and he thought it was because An An was too weak.

It turns out that if the other party is a shadow that contributes voluntarily, it can be used and stacked without any burden.

Hephesus kept this discovery in mind and did not think about it any further.

Instead, he quickly looked up the production method and research process of the transformation potion.

He copied the memory carefully, and then immediately spat out Snape's shadow.

He was about to untie Snape's restraints when he heard Snape's cold voice: "Have you run out of shadows?"

Hephis nodded, "Well, I have recorded all the relevant memories."

"Eat it and make the transfiguration potion." Snape said coldly.

"This……"

"go."

"Okay, Professor."

He swallowed Snape's shadow again and began to prepare the herbs needed to brew the Transfiguration Potion.

Snape's shadow is so useful. Hephis handles the materials and brews the potion as if by instinct.

Not only is it smooth, but it is also extremely beautiful.

Snape watched quietly from the side.

Hephis's movements were almost identical to his, even his expressions were quite similar.

His mood became more and more complicated. Hephis's ability was really too amazing.

If Hephaest could get...

Snape fell into deep thought: What kind of potion would be effective against that old bee?

And he also needs to find a suitable reason to use this potion.

After nearly six hours of brewing, the prototype of the transformation potion has emerged.

The next step is to add some auxiliary medicinal materials at a specific time point and stir it.

The cooking time for the Transfiguration Potion is about the same as that for the Polyjuice Potion, both taking a month.

Snape walked over to Hephis and carefully examined the potion in the crucible.

The liquid medicine was light yellow with hints of green, giving off a fresh scent similar to that of soil after rain.

Snape couldn't say he could have done any better, "The potion was very well made."

"This is all thanks to you." Hephis really spoke the truth.

The process of brewing the transformation potion is very complicated.

It is necessary to accurately judge the degree of decomposition of the cooking materials and adjust the magic output during stirring just right.

If Snape hadn't been there, given his level of ability, the three days would have been really dangerous.

"Okay, go back and rest!" Snape patted Hephis's shoulder, "Look at your memory more in the next few days to consolidate it."

He hesitated for a moment, then continued, "There are a lot of doubts right now, otherwise the review should be done a month later."

Hephis nodded, "No wonder. I understand, Professor."

He spat out the shadow and immediately removed the control, and the shadow returned to Snape.

"Shadow, just use it first."

Snape looked at Hephes with some confusion, wondering why he was in such a hurry to return his shadow.

"I know how to do it, and I've memorized it. You can keep the shadow. It won't be a problem to cut it when you need it later." Hephis smiled.

"Okay, let's go back quickly, class will start in a few hours."

"Professor, you should also go to bed early."

Hephaestus waved to Snape and Apparated back to the dormitory.

Snape stared at his own shadow on the ground in a trance.

Over the past three days, the pages of the Prophet newspaper have been filled with all kinds of conspiracy theories.

Not all of them were directed at Hephis, a large part of them were directed at the transformation potion itself.

Various opinions are spreading the word about the dangers of this drug.

And what kind of disaster it might bring to the wizarding and Muggle communities.

Hephis would just smile every time he saw it. After all, as the saying goes: the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.

Three days passed in a flash, and the review team finally arrived at the gate of Hogwarts.

Minister Fudge, a fat man wearing a bowler hat, came in person with several auditors.

Dumbledore was already waiting at the school gate to greet the arrival of several auditors.

Liszt Pollach, a little old man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face.

His ancestor was the famous Libasho Pollachi.

His ancestors immigrated to Sweden, and he currently serves as the vice president of the International Potions Association.

Dili Laforn is an old lady with silver hair.

Although she was leaning on a cane, she still walked with the wind.

Her maternal grandmother was the famous Sacre-Claire Tugwood.

She once studied at Hogwarts, but for some unknown reason, she transferred to the United States.

The last auditor is Flora Delacour, a woman in her thirties whose beauty and temperament are eye-catching.

And she didn't seem too enthusiastic about the review.

She glanced at Minister Fudge beside her and said with a sneer.

"Ms. Laforne, I think you don't need to come here. How could a second-grade kid invent a transfiguration potion? This is simply a joke!"

"There are always some geniuses in the world, aren't there?" Laforn said in a gentle voice.

Delacour didn't seem to buy it, and she deliberately raised her voice, as if she was protesting to Dumbledore.

"In my opinion, this is just a puppet that Hogwarts deliberately put forward in order to improve its reputation."

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore came forward with a smile and greeted politely.

"Mr. Pollach, Ms. Laforne, and... if I remember correctly, Ms. Delacour. Good afternoon, and thank you all for coming to Hogwarts."

He turned to look at Fudge, "Minister Fudge, please help me."

"No trouble, no trouble." Fudge said as he wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"Principal Dumbledore, long time no see." Pollachi forced an ugly smile.

"Albus, it's an honor to have you come out to greet us in person."

Laforne held out his hand and shook it with Dumbledore.

Delacour still held his head high and said nothing more.

"Please come in, everyone." Dumbledore smiled and led everyone into Hogwarts.