Chapter 132： Swelling potion (modified)

"Oh, that's what you said to him?" Ron asked incredulously.

"What do you mean? You were also present ... you heard me talking." Harry's tone hurried.

"I heard you speak in a snake tongue," said Ron. "It's the language of the snake. You can say anything. No wonder Justin panicked, listening to your voice, as if you were instigating the snake. Yes. It ’s creepy, do you know? "

Harry felt inexplicable, he didn't realize that he had spoken snake language, and no one could understand what he said!

"It turns out that Harry really didn't mean to hurt Justin. The snake was irritated by Professor Lockhart's curse before he wanted to attack Justin, and after Harry spoke, the snake There was no further attack on Justin. "Allen pointed out the facts clearly, and Harry looked at him gratefully.

Gaining trust and understanding is the happiest thing when misunderstood in this world!

The next day, I don't know when the snow fluttered across the castle window and fluttered in the sky.

Allen reached out from the tower window, the snow fell on his warm palm, melted instantly, and then slowly evaporated.

"Do you want to keep the snow?" Penello's voice suddenly appeared in Allen's ear.

"Yes." Allen's casual words were instantly turned into reality by Penello.

"Frozen!" Waving his wand, Penello reached out half of the body from the window and stretched out his left hand, turning the snow fluttering above her palm into a snowflake-like ice flake and falling into her hand.

It did not melt! Allen thought the girl at the moment was a little handsome.

But a little old-fashioned Alan, the subconscious second reaction turned out to see if anyone passed by to avoid being hit by ice falling from high altitude.

Allen was embarrassed to see Penello's sudden constipation.

In a hurry, Allen drew out his wand, and made a frozen spell, a deformed spell, and countless snowflakes turned into ice flakes, condensed together, and twisted and transformed into an open, transparent glass bottle.

Allen motioned to Penello to put the snowflake into this glass bottle that was turned from snowflake, and then frozen the bottle. Passed Penello again.

The crystal-clear snowflakes bloomed quietly in the glass bottle, just like Penello. A few pieces of crystal snowflakes landed on her soft blond long hair, her skin was red and her lips were amazingly beautiful.

The next day, the snow that began to fall at night turned into a violent snowstorm. The little wizards of Ravenclaw were envious of Gryffindor. Because of the weather, the last herbal lesson in Gryffindor this semester was cancelled.

Professor Sprout is going to wear socks and scarves for Mandela grass. This is a job that needs to be treated with caution, and she is not assured to let others do it. Now, letting Mandela grow quickly and save the lives of petrified people is crucial.

And Ravenclaw ’s last lesson—the potion lesson ... the outside was stormy and the basement was dark and cold.

What makes Ravenclaw ’s little wizards even colder is that Professor Snape threatened that if anyone could not boil a real swelling potion, they would either stay here and boil the potion or try the real swelling potion.

As an antidote for swelling potions, anti-tumor agents, don't even think about it. In the last class, the students of Gryffindor and Slytherin have been used up.

As usual, there are twenty crucibles standing between the wooden tables in the basement, and on the table are the copper balances and the ingredients, one by one.

Professor Snape patrolled back and forth in a smoky hail and rudely criticized the work of the little wizards.

The swelling potion is really simple for several Ravenclaws who are good at magic potions, let alone Allen. He easily grinded dried nettles, blowfish eyes and other herbs, and then put these medicinal powder into Heat the crucible at medium temperature for 20 seconds, then wave the wand and wait for the potion to brew and then proceed to the next step.

Edward's swollen potion is too thin, and he always can't grasp the weight of the potion. Professor Snape stopped next to him, mocking his thin soup.

Everyone didn't dare to have the slightest collision, and he continued to fight his own medicine. Because he knew that if he dared to retaliate, or his expression showed resentment, he would be immediately deducted and even confined, even the sentence "injustice" could not be called, otherwise it would increase the punishment. In fact, Edward with golden brown eyes I don't know why I'm attracting Snape's resentment.

But Edward had a problem with the magic potion, which was easily adjusted.

Perhaps it was the impetuousness in the fight against these herbs, and Professor Snape had been sneering at him beside him, making Edward resentful. The swing of his wand was too large, and the crucible in front of him exploded-broke out The range is obviously worse than the disaster caused by Gryffindor Neville.

His soup was completely exploded, and he poured his head to his classmates. Even Professor Snape behind him was not spared.

Even Allen could only block his face and head in time, and his back was hit with a trick.

Everyone shouted loudly under the attack of the splashing swollen potion. Some were poured into the face and their noses swelled like balloons; some covered their eyes with their hands and staggered, their eyes swollen as big as lunch plates; others had their hands swollen into small pumpkins and laughed, Cries constantly.

Professor Snape was so close to Edward that his Romanesque eagle nose swelled into a peach!

And Edward is the worst, his face is swollen and deformed ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Like a dead body soaked in water for countless days, even his eyes were squeezed so swollen that he could not open.

Big nose Professor Snape desperately wants to calm everyone down. "Quiet, quiet! Do you not want to recover?"

Allen looked at Snape and couldn't care about the pain in the back of his hand. He couldn't help thinking, "Voldemort might need this potion ..."

Because Professor Snape explained that there is no anti-tumor agent before class, everyone has to endure pain and inconvenience, suspend the unfinished potion in the crucible, and learn to make the anti-tumor agent first.

Allen did not remove his crucible. He quickly added a bat giblet to the crucible, and then stirred four times counterclockwise, heated at a low temperature for 30 seconds, waved his wand, and finished the swelling potion, and poured the potion into it. In the pharmacy bottle.

Looked at the movements of the students around him. Allen quickly cleaned the crucible and processed the medicinal materials used to make the swelling medicine. Such a big pot was enough to treat everyone in the class.

Soon after Professor Snape's preparation was completed, Allen also completed his anti-tumor agent.

The little wizards ignored the potions in front of them and hurriedly hugged Allen's desk, trying to eliminate their swelling.

After everyone had taken the medicine and all kinds of swelling had subsided, Professor Snape walked in front of Edward while unnaturally touching his nose, "Ravenclaw deducted 20 because you It ’s wrong, almost all the students in the class have been sprouted! "

Glanced at Alan, and he continued, "Harris moved quickly, and successfully produced a swelling potion and anti-tumor agent, Ravenclaw was very good!"

"Except Harris can leave the get out of class, you will make the swollen potion successfully and then leave the classroom!" The little wizards dejectedly cleaned the crucible again and boiled the medicine again.