Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"... I blame you! If not for you, why would I have come to the library to do some sanitation on a rest day?"

The library on Saturday was largely unpopulated, especially during the time after lunch. It was even more empty. At this moment, Ens and Alexander had to hold the cleaning tools, and they could not help but wander among the large number of bookshelves.

Alexander was indeed a bit speechless about Ens's complaint.

"I don't know when I walk along the lake, I will be seen by Professor Haig ..." He swiped with a broom for a moment, his voice seemed rather weak.

Yes, Hagrid popped up among the trees at that time, and when Hagrid found Ens had a spell, he took Ens directly to the school hospital regardless of whether he was happy. After that, things were simple, and when Professor McGonagall figured it out, both were thrown to the library for punishment.

Just like cleaning the trophy in the prize showroom, cleaning up the dust in the library is also a common punishment. In fact, except for serious mistakes, the punishment is quite easy.

But for a student, the precious free time on a rest day just passes away during cleaning, which is the most painful thing.

"No more!"

After a few more sweeps, Ens simply threw the broom directly to the ground, leaning against the window with impatience on his face.

"Alexandria, I will give you my share--"

"Huh? Hello!" Alexander said, depressed, "It's not because you moved your hand first! Professor McGonagall said so-hello! When will I go alone?"

"Who cares about you ..."

Ens pouted his lips, glanced casually across the bookshelf, and planned to find a book.

Just looking at the title of the book casually, he knew that it should be a potion's bookshelf, and it was also the kind of difficult research materials that would only be borrowed by seniors. As soon as he mentioned potion, he suddenly remembered what "alcoholic chocolate" Alexander had mentioned in the morning.

"Elixir? What does it do?" Ens thought as he drew the book out of the bookshelf and turned it over, "Gebarlot suggested that the antidote of mixed poisons was greater than the antidote of each individual ingredient. Sum ... what the **** is this? "

Although he was looking for an analysis of the effects of the elixir, after rummaging through a few books, he felt that his head was about to explode. If these books are published in modern times, they are better. At least there is a catalog or something, but if they are relatively old, there are only various manuscript books with no typesetting at all, just identifying those scribbled handwritings. Can waste a lot of time.

After scrolling through several volumes, Ens had to look boringly and shove the last magic book back into the bookshelf. He made up his mind, and later he did n’t learn it. These are theorems, formulas and data. Something out.

"Last one! If you can't find it again ..." After glancing back and forth on the bookshelf, Ens couldn't help curiosity in his heart, and pulled out a large green-spelled magic book from the bookshelf. .

Perhaps everyone has encountered some problems. After searching for some but not finding the answer, the original faint curiosity gradually grew stronger, making people uncomfortable without being solved. At present, Ens is obviously in the state of being idle and boring, without being noticed.

"'I'm Sigmund Bach, the greatest pharmacist of all time' ... who is this Bach? Can he be so shameless?" As soon as he opened the book, Ens saw what he said in the foreword. The first sentence said, "Oh ... there are records of blessings!"

What he was holding at this time was the well-known Book of Potions in potions. The 16th-century wizard Sigismund Bach also attended school in Hogwarts, but later voluntarily dropped out because he was not approved by the principal to participate in the potion tournament, and then moved to an island alone to start his A lifetime of potion research life.

It is necessary to say that his research results not only have a large number, but also have a great impact on modern potions, and indeed deserve the title of "great pharmacist". However, one person immersed himself in research, and as a result, did not even leave it to Zizi, but it is not worth promoting.

It was not until the middle of the 17th century that his book was discovered by a wizard traveller who sailed the sea, and brought back to his alma mater Hogwarts.

"The blessing, or lucky potion, can bring unparalleled good luck to the user ..."

Ens read silently, word by word, and gradually learned the difficulty of preparing this medicine and its high value. Thinking of the box of "Everyone who wants to take it" Alexander said, Alexander could not help feeling a little bit tickled.

"Alexandr! Come here ... hurry!" He turned his head and waved to the other side. "Did you not say in the morning, is there a box of chocolates in the common room of your college? Who took it?"

"No?" Alexander Avenue, who was lazy next to him, "What's wrong, you want? But I heard the seniors say they seem to have any side effects ..."

"Come here and look at this!" Ens shook the thick book that he held in his hand. "It doesn't say there are side effects ... And, it takes half a year to make the potion ... Hey ... … With the blessings, those second- and third-year magic spells could be practiced! "

"I don't think it's over!" Alexander glanced over and waved his hand, "Which kind of mischievous thing is unknown? Who knows if it's a prank? Even if it's for you ... you dare Do you eat? "

"There must be no way for me to eat first," Ens smiled, "but you can let others try it first?"

"Hello!" Alexander immediately opened his eyes wide. "Remind you, I don't want to eat!"

"It's not you—" Ens pouted, "You all know, can I lie to you? You get it for me first, I have a good idea ..."

He walked to Alexander, trying to whisper the small plan he had just come up with, but unexpectedly heard a footstep from the library door.

"Someone's here, take your broom ..." Ens waved quickly, "I'll tell you later."

"Mr. Taun, Mr. Wolf, it seems that you are not planning to reflect on your mistakes?"

The visitor is Professor McGonagall. As the head of a school today, she still cares so much about students. No matter how busy she is, she does not forget to take the time to fulfill the duties and responsibilities of a professor.

"Oh, no ... Professor McGonagall, we ..."

"We are just tired of cleaning and take a short break."

Alexander and Ens tried to explain their own laziness, but where would McGonagall believe in these temporary evasions.

"Let's stay here before dinner!" Professor McGonagall went straight to the side, sternly. "When your professor McLean was a student, he was punished by me for violating school rules. "

"I still remember what he said is correct-'Accepting punishment can set up the right ideas for other students.'" She said, "I hope you can set an example for other students like him. Complete this punishment seriously. "

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall was sent away that Ens and Alexander held the broom and reluctantly swept the ground again.

"It's that McLean again ..." Ens whispered a broom and murmured, "I think ... how many times have I heard this name since I entered Hogwarts? Obviously I haven't He took his class! "

"I've heard it many times," Alexander nodded. "But there's nothing you can do, who makes Professor McLean really powerful? And that's when other people really admire him ... before coming to Hogwarts ... It was he who took me to buy all kinds of school supplies. He was actually a very easy-going person. "

"... I've seen him once before coming here," Ens paused for a moment. "Forget it, it's his job that's terrible, let's take care of ourselves first! These things first Don't want to ... come over here, I'll tell you about the plan just now ... "

...

When two new students who were not familiar with each other were doing abacus in the library, Harry was enjoying wonderful free time in the three broom bars in Hogsmeade.

The .Ls test was advanced to the sixth grade. Although the course was still too busy, it was a little sigh of relief when it was time to rest.

Coincidentally, Harry and Ron were sipping on butter beer while talking casually about the box of chocolates they had left in the common room last night. UU reads www.uukanshu.com Of course, Hermione is definitely not very happy, because she thinks Harry shouldn't leave that thing to others.

"I want you to throw it into the trash can!" She also took a sip of butter beer and frowned. "I thought you would do that, but you didn't ..."

"That's a blessing!" Ron spread his hands, "If it hadn't been for Slughorn in the chocolate, I would have sold it!"

"That can't-"

"Hermione," Harry interrupted suddenly. "Wipe on your lips ..."

"Oh……"

Hermione froze, glanced again at the rich foam in the cup, and then wiped her mouth nonstop. As for the blessings, um ... wait until you finish your mouth before continuing!

However, they were still discussing the topic of the elixir chocolate, but they did not know that an owl had flew to the window of the boys' bedroom in the Gryffindor Tower at this moment, and landed on a window steadily.