Chapter 57 Compound Potion

At the end of the first week of classes and the weekend, a new campus legend appeared on the Hogwarts campus.

It is said that there is a witch in the Black Lake. Anyone who hears her singing will be enchanted unknowingly until they walk into the Black Lake and lose their lives.

This campus legend came from Ravenclaw.

Of course, since only a small number of Ravenclaws have been victims so far, no one takes it seriously.

Even the other three colleges will laugh and say that Ravenclaws have finally started to get along and write campus legends.

There are also people who are good at doing things and tell those who are talking about witches with fear on their faces.

They say that their performance is okay, but the story is not scary enough, and the horror elements in it are not up to the average level of campus legends.

They enthusiastically teach them to add ghosts, werewolves, ghouls and other elements to the story, saying that this will make the story last forever.

At the beginning, the victims will argue, but after more experience, they have learned to use silence instead of answering.

Often at this time, the good at doing things will retreat step by step in the eyes of the victims and leave in embarrassment.

It's no wonder that people from other colleges don't believe it. Even the Ravenclaws themselves think that this is a premeditated prank by the seniors.

Graduates have always had this tradition. They like to leave legends about themselves in Hogwarts in this way.

Only the dozens of unlucky people whose memories were modified huddled together for warmth.

All of their memories were in chaos. The only common point seemed to be that when they were alone, they felt their minds were blank.

When they woke up again, they stood in different corners of Hogwarts.

Because there was no evidence, they sought help from the professors, but they were not taken seriously.

"Don't worry, there are no creatures like banshees in Hogwarts.

Also, the one who uses voice to seduce sailors is called a siren.

I think you should make up for your lessons in addition to making campus legends.

For Ravenclaw, the ordinary wizard level exam is not difficult, but seeing your level, I think you need to review your lessons more."

Fortunately, no one suffered a second bewitching, and this incident really became a campus legend.

Only Gretel and Penelope, the culprits, and more than a dozen new members who were recognized, laughed loudly in the laboratory.

There were nearly 200 people in the three grades of Ravenclaw, and dozens of them were asked to leave. Only the thirteen in front of Gretel met Gretel's requirements.

Penelope, as a witness, watched them and Gretel sign a contract of non-betrayal.

There were only three graduates in the seventh grade, the least of whom would go directly to Diagon Alley after graduation to operate the first store according to Gretel's requirements.

Gretel's salary was generous. The elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic risked their lives all day long, but their monthly salary was only about 100 Galleons.

Gretel offered a monthly salary of 50 Galleons to these interns who had just graduated from Hogwarts, and agreed to increase their salary on time according to their years of work.

With more people, Gretel was finally able to free herself from the heavy work.

When she saw Ginny Weasley again, Gretel couldn't believe her eyes.

In just one week, her red hair that looked like burning flames now looked like it was covered with a layer of ash, and it was a bit too dry.

Her eye sockets were sunken, her face was pale, her lips were pale, and her cheeks were thinner.

However, with such obvious changes, didn't any of the four Weasley brothers have any doubts?

Gretl found Ron.

"It's okay, Ginny said she worked too hard this week and didn't sleep well. Just take a good rest on the weekend."

Ron waved his hand carelessly and continued to bury his head in patching his wand.

He really didn't want to see the whole wand break in two under the pressure when casting a spell again.

Fortunately, it broke in the Charms class this time.

Even though the wand hit Professor Flitwick's forehead and caused a big bump, the professor didn't ask him to settle the score. Instead, he advised him to go home and get a new wand as soon as possible.

Ron didn't dare to think about what would happen if his wand hit Snape in the Potions class.

He will definitely be skinned, definitely. Ron shuddered and wrapped it tightly a few more times.

He didn't want to be soaked in the potion bottle. Fred said that the jar at the door of the potion classroom was prepared for disobedient little wizards.

When they popularized this matter, their tone was serious, full of gloom and horror.

Hearing Ron's words, Gret slapped his head and gave up communicating with this idiot.

The last time he went to Ginny Weasley, he was thinking about whether he could buy the notebook from Ginny to avoid this trouble.

Who would have thought that this little girl was very wary and didn't listen to him at all.

That dry look was obviously because the residual soul in the notebook sucked away too much vitality.

Ron, this idiot, actually believed Ginny's nonsense. It seems that it is impossible to seek his help.

Gret decided to find Harry and Hermione.

I think Ginny should listen to Harry's words. She is the person who admires Harry the most in the entire wizarding world.

Even if she didn't listen to Harry, Hermione should be able to prioritize and find a chance to replace her things.

Harry was also a fool. He actually thought the same as Ron and said that he had the same situation last school year, during the final exam period.

But in the end, it was proved that he was flustered because of Voldemort, not because of the exam.

Gretel really wanted to take out his wand and hit this idiot hard. He could think of his own situation, but he didn't know how to put himself in his shoes?

Hermione saw it, but she couldn't help much.

She said that Ginny seemed to have a lot of opinions about her, and she only talked to her when the three of them were together.

When she returned to the dormitory, even if she ran into him head-on, she didn't communicate with him.

Gretel was not just trying to save Ginny, but to get the notebook in the end.

At this time, the fewer people who know the situation, the better.

There was no way, Gretel could only choose to do it himself, so he collected Harry's hair.

He decided to use the compound potion to turn into Harry Potter and have a masquerade with Ginny.

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The compound potion is a potion controlled by the Ministry of Magic, and it is rarely sold on the market.

Even the materials needed for the compound potion are not easy to buy.

If you start preparing from scratch, it will take at least a month.

The lacewings need to be boiled for twenty-one days, and the sap grass must be picked on a full moon to be effective.

According to the speed of Ginny Weasley's life passing, she would be lucky if she could hold on for another week, let alone a month.

Once Tom Riddle in the notebook absorbs enough vitality, he will definitely not miss the opportunity to open the Chamber of Secrets.

In order to save time, Gretel had to find Snape.

"The materials you want are all materials for compound potions. You must tell me what you want to do before I can give it to you."

As a potion master, Gretel was discovered by Snape as soon as he reported the materials he needed.

Gretel hesitated. He didn't know whether Snape would side with him or Dumbledore. After all, this matter involved Voldemort's Horcrux.

After not confronting for too long, Snape finally frowned and pointed to the potion cabinet.

"In the first potion cabinet, there is a bottle of compound potion that I failed to prepare. The effect can only last for thirty minutes.

If you need it, take it away, otherwise you will poison yourself to death."

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Small theater

Arthur Weasley: Molly, Molly, I heard that a new store has opened in Diagon Alley. They are recruiting clerks. They pay fifty gold galleons a month.

I worked hard in the Department of Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts for a month, but I didn't even get fifty galleons. Do you think I should quit and become a clerk?

Molly Weasley (rolled her eyes): Have you heard of a clerk with a monthly salary of fifty galleons? The boss would do this only if his head was eaten by a ghoul.

Arthur Weasley: That's right, how could it be possible? I'd better save money and save up for a car. This unlucky Ron, I don't know where my car went.

No, I'll instigate Molly later and ask her to send another howling letter to Ron to vent my hatred.