Wizard and Siren

As soon as the quiz in the Charms class ended, students from various colleges filed out.

Tom hurriedly walked among them, and it was about half an hour before lunch. Instead of going to the hall with the large army, he went back to the Slytherin common room against the crowd.

He took out a thick, somewhat worn-out book, and continued to turn to the Sirens page.

"...they have sharp teeth and claws, gills on both sides of the cheeks, fins on the back, webbed fingers, most of the body is covered with scales, the upper body is like a human and the lower body is like a fish. The meat of a mature man..."

Tom carefully looked at the illustration next to the text.It was a pattern similar to a stick figure, with a bloody mouth drawn exaggeratedly.Isabella is not like this, he thought, her upper body is completely a woman, no, it is more appropriate to use a girl.She has that innocent, mischievous, fragile beauty about her.

The last siren is said to have died under the sword of Godric Gryffindor more than 1000 years ago, which means that no one has seen this creature again for more than 1000 years, so the appearance and It is not impossible that there is a huge deviation in the description of the habits.

"...their blood is highly poisonous and kills when touched. Their tears can heal wounds. Their flesh does not have the magical power of immortality in legends. This has troubled many wizards who claim to be wise... ..."

He was watching a critical moment when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps.He closed the book without a trace and mixed it into a pile of ordinary textbooks.

"So you're here," said Korko, whose blond hair was meticulously combed for some reason.

"Senior Borinkloff, what's the matter?" he asked.

"Professor Slughorn asked us to go there," Kolko said with a look of expectation on his face, "probably the potion we made has some results."

When they arrived, Professor Slughorn was talking to a short, balding man.The man had also been at the Slug Club party, the editor of the Magic Weekly.

"Oh, Tom, Korko, you are finally here!" Professor Slughorn greeted them enthusiastically.

The editor turned and shook their hands. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Riddle, Mr. Borinklough."

Both Tom and Korko were popular at the Slug Club.Half a month ago, Professor Slughorn mentioned that a certain magazine was about to publish a special edition with the theme of beauty potions, and asked if they were interested in giving it a try.

"Mr. Riddle, I have to say that the charm potion you made is really excellent!" Saying this, the editor shook hands with Tom tightly again, "Not only has the potion's effect been three or four times longer, but even The scope and extent have also deepened a lot, which is an unprecedented effect!"

Of course, he thought.He added a hair and a scale from Isabella, and it's no surprise that it worked.

Korkao on the side wanted to talk, but the editor ignored him and continued talking.

"After discussion and decision, we are willing to set aside a whole page to introduce you and your potion. Of course, Professor Slughorn is also willing to introduce to us in detail your excellent grades at Hogwarts and outstanding talent."

"Thank you sir, I'm very honored." Tom smiled and expressed his sincere thanks. The siren really brought him a lot of good things.

"As for the potion made by Mr. Borinkloff," the editor suddenly turned to the neglected Korko, "it's actually pretty good, but since there's not enough space, maybe we'll introduce it in a supplement."

"Okay, sir." Korkao lowered his head, a little uncomfortable and unwilling, but he seemed to have to accept this result.

"I'm so proud of you!" Slughorn said with a smile, patting them on the shoulder.