v2 Chapter 81： Potter's Shampoo

In the middle of the resplendent room, there is a huge octagonal wooden table.

A twelve-year-old boy was sitting at a table, reading a book seriously.

Not far from him, are two huge bronze statues of goddesses holding the torch of wisdom in their hands.

On the chest of the statue of the goddess, there was an orange cat lying on its stomach, it was sleeping soundly in the sun.

If the Hogwarts library is the place with the most books, then the room where William is in can be called the most beautiful library in the world.

This is no exaggeration at all.

The entire building is two-storey high. After entering the gate, there is a wide foyer. The Italian marble and stucco walls are decorated with countless gold leaves.

Eight pairs of statues line the hallway—all of them are Minerva, the goddess of wisdom.

Passing through the vaulted corridor behind the foyer, one enters a larger space, the library hall.

The library hall shines brightly, showing the classical grandeur of the French court.

Seventy-five-foot ceilings, stained glass skylights and foil-clad beams complement each other.

It can be seen from this that the decoration of this beam was centuries ago, after all, aluminum products were considered more precious metals than gold at that time.

Whether it's Muggles or the wizarding world.

After sleeping for an unknown time, Bobo Tea finally woke up. It stepped on the milk before it lazily jumped off the statue and landed on the table.

It looked around and found that it didn't have its own litter box, so it gave up the convenience and chose to keep holding it.

Defecate anywhere and leave your mark in the library? Bobo tea will not do such unqualified things, it is a cat master!

William was holding a copy of Nicola May's Professional Alchemy.

This is his early work, and it has a lot of good whims in it.

During this time, William learned a lot from Nicole. Occasionally learned the ignorant, the old man can always explain in simple terms, which benefited him a lot.

The most important thing is that in Nico's huge laboratory, there are too many small items that he made at will.

These finished products can be disassembled and studied by William as a test object, and then made according to the same.

Who has studied alchemy, and is able to dismantle precious alchemical items for research? That's why William can be so extravagant.

This practical operation has benefited William particularly. It's hard to say how high his alchemy level is now, but his vision has the meaning of going up a few floors.

The old man also answered many questions for William, such as the unusual Professor Quirrell.

It turned out that Nico's Philosopher's Stone had run out of mana, and then Dumbledore was borrowed and placed in the Hogwarts restricted area.

William felt relieved when he heard this. He had never understood the meaning of the level before.

Now it seems that Dumbledore is really scheming and fishing with a fake Philosopher's Stone.

But who was instructing Quirrell, Nico didn't say.

But now that he knew Quirrell really had a problem, William decided to go back and continue to greet him.

At this moment, Hermione ran in, she dragged William, and hurried out again.

Bobo Tea yawned, instead of following the two out, he squatted on William's chair.

This is the sunniest spot in the entire library, and now it's finally itss.

"Professor Dumbledore is here," Hermione explained while walking down the road.

"Oh, come here, why are you in such a hurry?"

"He also brought Christmas presents..."

Before Hermione could finish speaking, William grabbed her hand and ran outside at a faster speed.

"..."

When the two arrived, Dumbledore was standing by the lake, and Newt was with him admiring the snowmen piled up on the ground.

During this Christmas period, there were only two faint snowfalls, which was very unpleasant. So Hermione only built a very small snowman.

In the snowman's hand, he also holds a wooden stick as a magic wand, and in front of it is a smaller animal.

"It's a single-crowned chicken, it's definitely a chicken, Professor." Newt said earnestly, shrinking in his thick trench coat.

Dumbledore observed for a while, frowned and said, "I feel like a bad bitch."

"Professor Dumbledore, I'm a magical zoologist, professional, please respect my profession, okay?" Newt retorted.

"This can't be a wicked bird. I have raised a wicked bird before, and it won't be so ugly."

Dumbledore was lost in thought, thinking what animal this was, was it for Christmas... turkey?

"That's a fire dragon." Hermione blushed after listening for a while, and she explained in a low voice, "Ukrainian iron belly!"

Newt suddenly shut up, no more professional matters.

Dumbledore is worthy of being a warm-up player, he smiled without changing his face: "Oh, Fire Dragon, don't say it, it is quite similar.

I just wanted to say it was a fire dragon. "

Hermione glanced suspiciously at the two of them.

Dumbledore coughed and said softly, "I'm passing by here, I'm here to talk to Nico, and I'll give you two Christmas presents by the way.

The owl can't be delivered here I can only deliver it myself. "

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a large number of gifts appeared on the ground.

Most of them are William's, and Hermione's is a lot less, but at least a little more than her birthday.

"By the way, this is a gift from Professor Snape, William." Dumbledore took out a small box from his pocket.

"He also asked me to give you a few words. He misses you very much and asks you to go back to school early."

"..."

Hermione laughed shyly.

"Okay, see you at Hogwarts, William and Hermione," said Dumbledore. "Take care of yourself."

He walked down some path, Newt following him.

"What Christmas present did you give Professor Snape?" Hermione wondered.

"Bawang anti-hair loss shampoo, didn't you see Professor Snape's hairline moving upward? This shampoo is very suitable for Professor Snape."

William was actually going to deliver the Porter's Speedy Shampoo.

The status of this thing in the magic world is basically equivalent to Head & Shoulders and Rejoice.

But considering that this shampoo was invented by Harry Potter's grandfather, Fremont Potter, William didn't have the guts to give it in the end.

So, it's no wonder that Professor Snape doesn't like washing his hair. Hair loss is one aspect, and more importantly, that shampoo was invented by the Potters.

No wonder he likes it!

Soon, William opened Professor Snape's package, he frowned slightly, and there was actually a bezoar inside.

"What does that mean?" Hermione asked.

"Uh, Professor Snape probably meant that he might poison me in the future, so that I would always have... an antidote ready."

Hermione: "..."

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