Chapter 660

"... it's all your fault! If it weren't for you, how could I come to the library to clean up on the rest day?"

The library on Saturday is basically empty, especially after lunch. At the moment, Ernst and Alexander had to take cleaning tools and wander helplessly among a large number of bookshelves.

Alexander was indeed a little speechless about Ernst's complaint.

"I didn't know that Professor Hagrid would see me walking along the lake..." he swept with a broom, and his voice seemed quite weak.

Yes, it was Hagrid who suddenly appeared among the trees. When Hagrid found that Ernst was cursed, regardless of whether Ernst was happy or not, he took him directly to the school hospital. After that, it was easy. When Professor McGonagall found out what had happened, they were both thrown into the library for punishment.

Like going to the prize showroom to wipe trophies, it is common to go to the library to clean up the dust. In fact, except for too serious mistakes, the way of punishment is still very easy.

But for a student, the precious free time on the rest day passes in the cleaning, which is a painful thing.

"Quit!"

After a few more sweeps, Ernst simply threw the broom on the ground and leaned against the window with impatience on his face.

"Alexander, I'll give you my share -"

"Eh? Hello!" Alexander said sadly. "It's not because you moved your hand first! Professor McGonagall said that - Hello! When am I going to get it alone!"

"Who cares about you..."

Ernst tilted his mouth and glanced casually on the bookshelf, intending to find a book to read.

Just glancing at the title of the book, he knew that this should be the shelf of magic medicine, and it was the kind of difficult research materials that would only be borrowed by senior students. As soon as he mentioned the potion, he suddenly remembered what Alexander had mentioned earlier this morning.

"What's the use of fumarants?" Ernst thought as he pulled out a book from the bookshelf and turned it over. "Gerbalot proposed that the antidote of mixed poisons is greater than the total antidote of each individual component... What's all this?"

Although he wanted to find out about the effect analysis of Fuling agent, he felt his head was about to explode after flipping through several books. Among these books, if they were published in modern times, there would be at least a catalogue or something, but if they were older, there would be only various manuscript books without typesetting. Just identifying those scribbled handwriting can waste a lot of time.

After turning over several volumes in a row, Ernst had to put the last magic book back on the shelf with a dull face. He made up his mind that he would not learn these things full of theorems, formulas and data in the future.

"The last one! Even if you can't find it again..." after glancing back at the bookshelf, Ernst couldn't help but wonder, and took out a large green magic book from the bookshelf.

Perhaps everyone has encountered some problems. After looking for some problems but not finding the answer, the original faint sense of curiosity gradually grows up, making people uncomfortable without being solved. At present, Ernst obviously falls into this state when he is very idle and bored.

"'I'm zigmont Bach, the greatest pharmacist of all time '... Who is this Bach? Can he be so shameless?" as soon as he opened the book, Ernst saw the first sentence in the preface, "Oh... There is a record of blessing elixir!"

What he was holding in his hand was the book of potions, which was famous in potions. The wizard zigmund Bach, who lived in the 16th century, also studied at Hogwarts, but later dropped out of school because he didn't get the principal's permission to participate in the potion championship. Then he moved to an island alone and began his life of potion research.

Needless to say, his research results are not only numerous, but also have a great impact on modern magic medicine. He really deserves the title of "great pharmacist". However, it is not worth advocating that a person immerses himself in research and results in no offspring left.

So that his book was not discovered by a wizard traveler sailing at sea until the middle of the 17th century and brought back to his alma mater Hogwarts.

"Fuling agent, also known as lucky potion, can bring unparalleled good luck to users..."

As Ernst silently read word by word, he gradually realized the difficulty of preparing this medicine and its high value. The thought of Alexander's box of "who wants who takes it" blissful chocolate made his heart itch.

"Alexander! Come here... Hurry!" he turned his head and waved to the other side. "Didn't you say that there was a box of chocolate in the common room of your college this morning? Who took it?"

"No?" the lazy Alexander avenue nearby, "what's the matter? Do you want it? But I heard from the seniors that it seems to have some side effects..."

"Come and have a look at this!" Ernst shook the thick book he held in his hand. "It doesn't say there are side effects... Moreover, it takes half a year to refine the magic medicine... Tut tut... If there is a blessing agent, those magic spells in grade 2 or even grade 3 can be practiced!"

"I think it's better to forget it!" Alexander leaned over to have a look, then waved his hand and said, "who knows if it's a prank made by some senior student? Even if it's for you... Dare you eat it?"

"There's no way for me to eat first," said Ernst with a smile, "but you can let others try first?"

"Hello!" Alexander said immediately with wide eyes. "Remind you, I don't eat!"

"It's not you --" Ernst said with a curl of his mouth. "You know, can I deceive you? You get it for me first, I have a good idea..."

He came to Alexander and was about to whisper the little plan he had just come up with, but he heard a sudden sound of footsteps at the door of the library.

"Someone is coming, take the broom..." RNs quickly waved, "I'll tell you later."

"Mr. Taron, Mr. Wolff, it seems that you don't intend to reflect on your mistakes?"

The visitor is Professor McGonagall. As the president of today's school, she still cares about her students. No matter how busy she is, she doesn't forget to take time to fulfill the responsibilities and obligations of a professor.

"Oh, no... Professor McGonagall, we..."

"We're just tired of cleaning and have a rest."

Alexander and Ernst tried to explain their laziness, but MEG couldn't believe their temporary evasion.

"Stay here before dinner!" said Professor McGonagall sternly. "When your professor McLean was a student, he was punished from me for violating the school rules."

"I still remember what he said was very correct -" accepting punishment can set up a correct concept for other students. "She said," I hope you can set a good example for other students and seriously complete the punishment like him. "

It was not until Professor McGonagall was sent away that Ernst and Alexander took the broom and swept the floor again.

"It's that McClane again..." Ernst muttered, waving his broom carelessly. "I think... How many times have I heard the name since I entered Hogwarts? Obviously I haven't had his class yet!"

"I've heard it many times," Alexander nodded, "but there's no way. Who makes Professor McLean really powerful? And that's just that other people really admire him... Before coming to Hogwarts, he took me to buy all kinds of school supplies. He's really an easy-going person."

"... I saw him once before I came here," said Ernst with a pause. "Forget it, he's powerful. It's his business. Let's take care of ourselves first! Don't think about these things first... Come here and I'll tell you the plan just now..."

……

While the two new students, who are not strangers, are making calculations in the library, Harry and they are enjoying a good free time at Hogsmeade's three broom bar.

Now that I have passed the o.w.ls test and promoted to grade 6, although the course is still very busy, I can breathe a little easier when it's time to rest.

It happened that Harry and Ron were sipping butter and beer while casually talking about the box of chocolates they had left in the common room last night. Of course, Hermione must be unhappy because she thinks Harry and they shouldn't leave it to others.

"If I say, you should throw it in the dustbin!" she also took a sip of butter beer and frowned. "I thought you would do that, but you didn't..."

"That's a blessing!" said Ron. "If it hadn't been mixed in chocolate by Slughorn, I would have sold it!"

"That's not --"

"Hermione," Harry interrupted suddenly, "wipe your lips..."

"Oh..."

Hermione looked at the rich foam in the glass and then smeared his mouth repeatedly. As for the blessing agent, um... Go on after wiping your mouth!

However, they were still discussing the blessing chocolate, but they didn't know that an owl had flown to the window of the boys' bedroom in the Gryffindor tower and landed steadily on a window edge.