Harry Potter's Bastard

Ogle's lab is located on the edge of Toronto, near Lake Ontario. They didn't apparition to this place, but Ogle took Solim back to his lodgings here, and then drove Solim to the lab.

The distance is close, ten minutes by car. Solim didn't have time to marvel at his father's big villa before he got to the place.

Very ordinary building - that's Solim's first impression of this place.

Three low, white buildings, but the greenery was well done, and there were two reliable-looking doormen at the door, but other than that, Solim didn't notice anything of interest here.

"There are three buildings, the outermost one is open, and you can get something that can be put on the bright side. Ogle didn't lock the car either, closed the door and left the parking lot with Solim.

"I'll get you an ID card later. "

Ogle pulled a card out of his pocket and hung it around his neck, a sight that gave Solim goosebumps all over his body, and the sense of disobedience was too strong.

But then the sense of disobedience came even stronger-

Digging into his pocket, Ogle took out a small black box the size of a palm from the inner pocket of his outer 23 coat, then skillfully pulled out the antenna, and picked the lid with his thumb with great skill......

That's right, it's indeed a mobile phone. Solim moved a little closer, and then saw a familiar line of letters.

"Motorola—" Solim pouted, he wasn't feeling good.

It's 1997 and mobile phones have indeed appeared. This means that the speed of news for ordinary people is about to usher in a huge explosion, and this change is undoubtedly bad news for wizards who are committed to maintaining the International Secrecy Law, and it will be very difficult for wizards to continue to hide their existence when the Internet is truly widespread.

"Yes, right away. You get ready first. "

Ogle pressed the antenna to his chest, then closed the lid with a "snap".

"I'll show you something new today, and if you have any opinions, just tell me. "

Solim knew that he might have to go back later tonight, or maybe he wouldn't even be able to. Toronto is about five hours slower than the UK, and Solim is still counting the time, and people have already entered this building that is said to be "closed to the public".

It's kind of like a hospital...... Aside from a limited number of counters and décor, it's white everywhere. Just as he was taking a closer look at the environment, a bald man in a white lab coat walked over quickly.

"How did you come up with it today? We haven't figured out ...... you brought last time."

"It's nothing, I'm just going to come and have a look today. Ogle patted Solim on the shoulder, "Take him to the locker room, you don't have to use a new uniform, just find an old one." "

Solim glanced at Ogle and said, "Good fellow, this is also going to be saved?" but it looks like it's in the dressing room......

In a few moments, Solim was wearing a white lab coat...... Or rather, "Yellow Coat", this dress was not contaminated with an unknown liquid, and according to the balding man, Solim was wearing this dress that accidentally knocked over something before......

Dressed in a suit of pants and even shoes, Solim followed the two through the clean room, finally to a large room, but it looked less like a laboratory and more like a warehouse.

"Show him what you've done before. "

The bald man sniffed and took a small box from the shelf at random.

"Guess what, what is this?" Ogle took the box and opened it to Solim.

If it was outside, Solim would only have one answer after seeing the contents of the box - sugar. But here he is not sure......

Smelled carefully, there was nothing special about it. The whole "sugar" was a translucent brown color, and Solim couldn't tell it outward, at least from the outside, unless he was willing to stuff one into his mouth.

"Taste it. Ogle motioned for Solim to take one.

"Do you take it in your mouth, or swallow it whole?" Solim looked suspiciously at the candy in his palm, and although he was sure that Ogle would not harm him, he had been cautious enough to resist shoving this unknown source and effect into his mouth.

"It's best to chew and swallow it, so that the effect is the fastest. "

Solim had no choice but to follow the instructions, and within five seconds of swallowing, Solim noticed a change in his body...... This effect on the body is familiar to Solim, but the changes in the body are not so familiar. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Because he was horrified to find that his chest was "inflated".

“Whatthefuuuuuu—"

Compound decoction...... It was a potion that Solim could configure, with his eyes closed, and he had used it a few times, but he had never, ever tried to use a polyjuice potion to become a different gender with a body structure very different from that of men.

The sudden physical change caught Solim at a loss. He instinctively wanted to "check" the two extra lumps of flesh on his body, but reason told him that it was extremely inappropriate to do so, so he could only hold his arms helplessly in the air, as if he had not received the next instructions from his brain.

People are numb...... []

Ogle is also very "intimate" to conjure up a mirror - the kind that falls to the ground. This allows Solim to "look at" himself completely.

Solim only glanced in the mirror with his peripheral vision, and the whole person turned out to be bad. It's not that his looks don't match Solim's aesthetic, but the mirror reminds him of his gender at this time.

"How long?" The languid, hoarse voice was very nice, but Solim was shut up, which was definitely not what he wanted.

"Thirty minutes. Ogle looked his son up and down with a smirk.

"No way. The bald man seemed to be no longer surprised, "Even if we used the high-quality Compound Soup 153 Doses, the kind that I said would last more than an hour, we wouldn't be able to make a product that would meet our expectations." "

"It must be that the mana was lost in the preparation process. "

Solim struggled to take his attention off the body he was in, he didn't want to feel what was more or less in him right now......

"That's right, we reckon. Ogle nodded, "But right now we don't have the other people to solve this problem." "

"yes. The bald man touched his bald scoop, and then stretched out the hand that had just touched the top of his head, "It's hard to find someone who is reliable and capable. By the way, I'm Jacques. Martin—"

"French?" said Solim, holding out his hand and shaking it, "then you speak really good English, and you can't hear any accent." "

Whether it is the name "Jacques" or the surname "Martin", it is a very common French name. Similar to "Wang Gang" or "Zhang Wei".

"This-" Solim shook the box in his hand, "the prospect of use is still very broad, but the problem of timeliness must be solved." "

"This can be slowed down for a while, and our main job now is to build a system to systematically explain how magic and specific magic work - but unfortunately, due to a shortage of manpower, this work is progressing very slowly. "

Ogle said with some regret.