Chapter 344

The potion classroom is in the basement, and the herb room is outside the castle. However, students need to go to the magic medicine classroom to register and have a test bench before they can apply for raw materials in the herb room. Most of the raw materials are free, or according to the grade of the students, within a certain range of free access. But for Zhao Mai and Tolkien, there is no such preferential treatment.

Now it's March. At the end of June, the grade examination will be held, so it's only about four months. But their tuition is the same as that of ordinary students! Even if ah Duo is a big eater, he can "earn back" part of his tuition to a certain extent when eating the buffet, but on the whole, he is "at a loss".

Now we have to pay for all the herbs. How can we not make these cram students angry? "It's unreasonable to use education to make money!" "It's not fair! You know, we're going to be witches, too! "

The administrator of the herb district is Mr. Burkitt. He is a dwarf. Although standing on the bench, he was also half shorter than the group of cramming students. Burkitt kept waving his hand and said anxiously, "it's the school's rule. It's the school's rule. We didn't expect that there would be many more students in our herb room when we were preparing, so we need to purchase raw materials from outside, so we have to charge for them. "

"We've already paid the tuition!" The crowd began to push and shove, and soon another voice appeared: "move your shoulders, you German!"

"French chicken, shut your mouth. Don't you have a magic school in France? What's going on in England? "

"This is the territory of our treaty country. The German should go away! Go away

"What's the ability to talk about? Come on, take out your wand and see what your magic power is? Who loses, who leaves! "

Tolkien was still poking his head behind the crowd and suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. Then he was dragged away by Zhao Mai. Two people around the crowd, quietly exchanged a large bag of various herbs, and then ready to steal back.

"It's called making a fortune with a dull voice." Zhao Mai said, "let them fight here."

"I didn't expect that the world war outside would also affect here. Fortunately, the wizard didn't take part in it. Otherwise, the spell would fly on the battlefield. What kind of tragedy would happen? "

Zhao Mai shook his head: "I don't think so. There's only killing and being killed on the battlefield. So excluding magical effects and simply killing people, do you think the wizard can resist bullets and shells? Or is a wizard's spell stronger than a bullet or shell? "

Tolkien recalled his memories of the battlefield. The roaring machine guns on the banks of the Somme River, the overwhelming explosion of shells, the rumbling tanks. The flame of the flamethrower and the smoke of the poison gas bomb are enveloped like a wall of fog. He found that whether he was burned to death by the flame created by the incantation or by the flame of the flamethrower on the battlefield, the degree of pain was different, but the result was not different.

The two of them went out, while two of the cram students in the crowd were already fighting with their wands. They chant incantations all the time, but most of them don't work very well. The most effective effect is to make each other's clothes break or just dye color. Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the crowd, and Zhao Mai heard the "faint to the ground" mantra. Then he was hit by the spell, staggered forward, and stood still.

Looking back, the two men were still shooting incantations at each other. The energy of the incantation flew out of the wand and was bounced out because of the unstable power. That's how the spell that hit him just now was bounced off. It's one of the stray bullets. The onlookers yelled and scattered for fear that they would be affected. Zhao Mai frowned, just hit his spell power is good, energy is also very solid, not like these two people Hu disorderly fight can release.

"What are you thinking?" Tolkien pulled Zhao Mai: "don't look at these two idiots. They beat around like children. They will be punished."

Zhao Mai nodded and looked around. He didn't find anyone suspicious, so he had to leave.

Shortly after they left, three men in black student robes came together and whispered, "why isn't he affected? Giles, is there something wrong with your mantra? "

"Buck, shut up! Do you want to try my faint mantra yourself? Is there any problem Giles said so, but looked at the wand in his hand. "When I hit it, I felt as if the spell had hit the wall. I didn't feel any feedback, and the energy dissipated."

"Don't you feel dizzy? That's a tutor. How can it be like a wall? There must be something wrong with your spell Buck turned his lips. "Come on, let's find another chance next time. He's not the only one. I don't know what the imbeciles of the Ministry of magic think. They agree to let so many Muggles grow together and come to school! "

"Isn't it all Dumbledore's fault? What's the point of looking for the wizard curse? The more Muggles there are, the more powerful the wizard will be and the worse the wizard world will be. We have to keep pure blood! Only in this way can we ensure the future of the wizarding world! "

Pure blood students despise mixed blood students, but at least admit that they are part of the wizarding world. The emergence of witches from non wizard families, the so-called Muggle species, is regarded as a mutation and a consequence of the instability of magic. Many witches, not only pure blood witches, but also some mixed blood witches, are prejudiced against Muggle species, because the unstable factors in their blood will lead to a decline in the ability of witches, and even make more "dumb guns" - that is, people who can't do magic.It's not the first day that this kind of view appeared. There has been a lot of controversy all the time. It's just that with the recent batch of "Muggle seeds" entering the school and getting the "privilege" of grade skipping, it broke out. Especially for those students who will have younger brothers and sisters to enter the school, they will feel that their own educational resources are suddenly occupied by others, and naturally they are very unhappy.

It's just that they didn't expect that Zhao Mai's mind barrier could resist the sleeping spell.

Tolkien and Zhao Mai returned to the potion classroom as early as possible, and then they began to get busy. According to the subject requirements of the examination, they need to be successfully equipped with emetic, fireproof agent and isolating agent to pass the first round of the examination. These three kinds of potions are relatively simple, use less raw materials, and have no too difficult requirements for magic control.

"Chop the Platycodon grandiflorum to the size of a grain of rice, put it in when the liquid is boiling, and stir it three times clockwise and five times counter clockwise." Tolkien followed the instructions carefully. Although he was a literature teacher, he also studied chemistry and knew how to use alchemy props. In a short time, he finished the emetic, a bottle of light orange sticky liquid medicine, smelling it makes people nauseous.

"It's not too hard. Let's go to the next one." Tolkien rubbed his hands and turned the book back confidently.

In this round, Zhao Mai is his assistant, helping him prepare materials. However, Zhao Mai didn't start to prepare for the next one according to his words. He was still thinking about the potion before and felt that he should be able to do better.