Chapter 159: Veritaserum Mixed in Potion

"What do you mean... there's an empty room under the trap door?"

The next morning, when Fred and George learned what had happened from Kyle, their expressions mirrored Cedric's.

Shock, disbelief, disbelief.

Because of the trapdoor incident, they didn't sleep well last night. Whenever they closed their eyes, the ferocious and terrifying appearance of the three-headed dog would appear in their minds.

They were so curious about what it was that deserved to be guarded by a three-headed dog.

Final exam papers?

Or Gryffindor's sword!

The two guessed all night, and they didn't fall asleep for a while until it was dawn.

Now, Kyle actually told them that there were just a few empty rooms under the trap door?

Fred and George couldn't take it.

What about the adventure that was promised...the adventure that was promised...Dumbledore just found a place to keep a dog in the castle?

This is too perfunctory, it’s not that deceptive.

"Those rooms can't always be empty." Kyle patted Fred on the shoulder and comforted: "I think it was just the beginning of the semester and the professors were too busy to decorate them.

We can go again at a later time, such as Halloween or Christmas holidays. "

"You are right. Fred sighed and said: "It seems that we don't need to go there in a short time. We can just look for the last word of the password. "

"I think it's better to forget it." Cedric put down the pumpkin juice in his hand and said, "Hogwarts is so big, you may not be able to find it all even after graduation."

"Will not."

George shook his head and said: "The makers of the Marauder's Map would not hide password clues in meaningless places."

"The first password clue we found was on Filch's office door...that's where only incarcerated people go."

"And on the wall pillars of the trophy display room..."

"The common rooms of the four colleges..."

"The tallest tower of the castle..."

…

"In short, they are all representative or distinctive places." George touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "And we can vaguely feel that we are very close to the final answer, but this There is a thin layer of parchment in between."

"Yeah..." Cedric shrugged, noncommittal.

He actually felt that the clue to the last password might not exist at all, or that it was just a prank.

But Fred and George didn't believe this at all.

Soon, the messenger came.

A large group of owls flew into the auditorium, among which six robust long-eared owls attracted everyone's attention.

Carrying a slender package, they passed through the dining table and came to a Slytherin student.

The man didn't hesitate and opened the package on the spot. Inside was a brand new Nimbus 2000.

"That's right, the new broom Nimbus 2000, the same model used by professional Quidditch teams!"

Under the envious eyes of a large group of young wizards, he said loudly with obvious pride on his face: "My dad sent it specially to celebrate my joining the Slytherin team this year.

But in my opinion, this is not necessary at all. Even without this best broom in the magic world, I can beat everyone to death. "

His voice was so loud that it could be heard in almost half of the auditorium.

Kyle turned to look at him.

do not know.

"Hey guys, look at Marcus Flint."

After being reminded by Fred, Kyle noticed that Marcus's face was very ugly, or that all the people on the Slytherin Quidditch team had ugly faces.

Perhaps the name Nimbus 2000 reminded them of some bad experience. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at the boy who had received the package with an unkind look on their face. They didn't even eat.

There was also a lot of commotion in Gryffindor.

Neville received a memory ball, which can be regarded as a valuable alchemical item, and it is rare.

Mainly, this thing is notoriously useless in the magic world. It only reminds you that you have forgotten something, but does not show the specific situation... This is very uncomfortable.

In addition, the price of the memory ball is not cheap. It is more than one hundred Galleons, which is enough to dissuade most curious wizards.

Kyle also received a package.

It was a small box the size of a palm, with a layer of kraft paper on the outside.

After the owl delivered the package, he dropped another letter.

“As agreed before, I sent you what you need, I hope it won’t be too late.

I wish you great success in potions.

(Your Order of Merlin medal has been reviewed, but you still need to wait a little longer)

——Pegasus Sasia. "

Did Sacia the Abbot of St. Mungo's send the potion?

Kyle's eyes lit up.

"What is that?" Fred looked at Kyle's excitement and asked curiously, "What did you buy?"

"No, it was a potion given by someone else."

"Potion?"

"Yeah." Kyle hesitated for a moment and said, "I ran into some trouble at St. Mungo's... These potions are the compensation given to me by the dean of St. Mungo's."

Because of the forced intervention of the Ministry of Magic, the Daily Prophet did not mention werewolves, only saying that someone was causing trouble at St. Mungo's.

So neither Cedric, the Weasley brothers, nor Connor knew that he had encountered a werewolf during the summer vacation.

In order not to worry them, Kyle himself did not tell them.

"Is that so..." Fred had no interest in potions, so he picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet and started reading.

Cedric and Connor came over with interest.

At this time, Kyle had already opened the brown paper, revealing the wooden box inside.

In order to facilitate transportation, the box was cast with a traceless expansion spell. From the outside, it was only the size of a palm, but the space after opening was very large.

Bottles of various sizes were neatly placed inside, about fifty or sixty bottles. There was a place on the side of the box that was separated separately, where some materials needed to make potions were placed.

"This is the eggshell of the fire ash snake... and the petals of the antler flower..." Connor said in surprise.

She had seen these things in Professor Snape's office, and they were all tightly sealed and placed on the top of the shelf. They were all extremely precious potion materials.

If you take any of them out and put them in Diagon Alley, you can sell them for hundreds of Galleons.

Kyle just glanced at the materials and turned his attention back to the potions.

He found that there was something wrong with the number of potions.

There were too many.

In addition to the ones agreed before, Dean Sassia gave some extra things.

For some reason, Kyle even saw the truth serum in the corner of the box.