Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 394 The vampire retreats

  The matter of the treasure map, after all, still makes Harry worry about it. It is really just a little bit short of finding the treasure in that treasure map.

  However, the treasure map did not mark the location of the treasure, which made Harry feel inexplicably irritated. He was obviously close to the last point.

  Ron kept nagging his guesses, but he couldn't provide any real help. Instead, he disturbed Harry's thoughts and made him very depressed.

  After several days of contemplation, Harry finally came up with a possibility, that is, take Hagrid's pumpkin patch as the center and walk fifteen steps in all directions.

   As for, why fifteen steps instead of fifteen feet, or something?

  Actually, it is impossible for most students to obtain accurate measuring tools. If they walk fifteen steps normally, there will definitely not be too much error.

  After listening to Ron, he felt that Harry must have been thinking about the treasure map, which caused his thinking to become confused and became a little nervous.

   After all, these things were all Harry's guesses.

  Ron felt that the guy who made this treasure map must be playing tricks on the students who later discovered the treasure map. He was a complete jerk.

  When the rain stopped on Saturday afternoon, Harry and Ron hurried to Hagrid's hunting lodge with the treasure map, ready to dig the so-called treasure.

   "You said there was treasure near my pumpkin patch?"

  After hearing Harry's excited narration, Hagrid stopped pouring them tea. He put down the copper pot, reached out to take the treasure map Harry handed over, examined it carefully, shook his head and said: "Don't be fooled by such things, I dare say this so-called treasure map must be fake, someone I want to use this to trick the students who find the treasure map. If it is real, I will eat this treasure map on the spot."

   "I think it's fake too." Ron immediately echoed.

   "Hagrid, do you know what pumpkin has to do with fifteen?" Harry ignored Hagrid's words and talked about the "fifteen" information that the ghost girl told him.

"have no idea."

  Hagrid threw a piece of rock cake into his mouth, then took a big sip of strong tea, turned his head and asked, "Didn't that ghost girl tell you any other news?"

   "No." Ron replied for Harry.

  Harry drank hot tea, turned his head to look at the pumpkin patch outside the window, and looked at the map on the table, suddenly understood something, and said loudly: "I see!"

   "What do you know?" Ron looked at Harry in surprise.

  Hagrid also looked at Harry curiously, waiting for his next sentence.

  However, Harry didn't seem to intend to explain, put down his teacup and walked out of the house quickly.

  Hagrid and Ron looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

  The two followed Harry out, only to see Harry counting the stone steps outside the pumpkin patch.

   That's right, stone steps.

  They just came to Hagrid's hunting lodge through this winding stone path.

   And Hagrid's pumpkin patch is right next to Hagrid's hunting lodge. If anything agrees with fifteen, the fifteenth step obviously echoes this.

   "Harry, did you find anything?" Ron came to Harry's side and couldn't help asking.

   "No." Harry stood on the fifteenth step and looked around, trying to find the suspected treasure burial site. He was a little depressed, because there was no so-called treasure at all.

   "Harry, do you think the treasure will be there?" Ron suddenly pointed to a place and shouted. In his vision, a strange branch was inserted into the ground, exposing the upper half.

   "Yes, maybe it's there, I dare say it must be the mark of the treasure." Harry ran over excitedly, feeling that he might have found the treasure.

  Hagrid reached out and pulled the branch off the ground, and threw it aside after a glance, then helped Harry dig up the soil with a shovel.

   Sure enough, there was a palm-sized wooden box buried under the branch.

   "Haha, I didn't expect to find a treasure." Harry excitedly picked up the box from the soil, wiped off the damp dirt on it, and opened the wooden box.

  Ron and Hagrid also leaned their heads over to see what the legendary treasure was.

  There is a small bottle in the wooden box.

   "What's this?" Ron reached out and picked up the bottle sealed with beeswax. After careful observation, he said to Harry, "There seems to be something in the bottle."

   "Looks like a cross?"

  Harry took the bottle and took a closer look, then said uncertainly, "What are those sealing wax-like things inside?"

   "Do you want to open it and have a look?" Hagrid asked tentatively.

   "Harry, there's still this in the wooden box." Ron picked up a piece of copper, which read: Vampires retreat.

   "The vampires are gone?"

  Harry took the copper sheet and read it carefully, and it was indeed just these few words. He looked at Hagrid beside him in confusion and asked, "Have you ever seen a vampire?"

"I have seen them, and I have dealt with them. To be honest, most vampires are not very friendly. However, I think this cross amulet should be prepared to deal with vampires." Hagrid said his guess, and Ask Harry if he wants to open the bottle.

   "Open it!" said Harry. He was also curious about what kind of amulet was inside, which could actually drive away vampires?

"I come."

  When Ron opened the bottle, all the people present smelled a terrible pungent smell, which gushed out of the bottle, making people want to vomit.

   "Whoa, whoa, what the **** is this!"

  After hearing the strange smell, Ron squatted beside him and began to retch. Even Harry, who retreated to the side, felt a little nauseous.

   "Seal it up," Hagrid yelled.

  Harry immediately took a step forward and re-corked the bottle that Ron had thrown on the ground, only then did the smoky smell fade a bit.

   "Don't tell me, the so-called vampire retreat is to use the smell of garlic to smoke the vampire away." Harry complained panting.

   "It's possible!" Ron said with lingering fear.

   "I bet no one would wear such a smelly and scary amulet," Hagrid couldn't help muttering.

"Professor Quirrell, maybe Professor Quirrell has one of them. Don't forget, Professor Quirrell has a strong strange smell." Ron suggested, "Why don't we give this 'Vampire Retreat' to Quirrell?"

   After all, Professor Quirrell did say that he was a little worried that vampires would come to trouble him, so he made himself smelly, and maybe he would need this thing.

  Of course, Ron was actually afraid that Harry's brain would twitch, and he was going to wear this weird-smelling amulet and make his friend smell weird.

"Well, I think he will need this thing." Harry nodded, obviously agreeing with Ron's proposal, after all, it's useless for them to take this so-called treasure, it's better to let him use it in the hands of those who need it waste heat.

  (end of this chapter)