Harry Potter's Dharma

Hearing Zheng Fan's question, Snape slowly sat back down at his desk and sighed.

"Giving out Spirit Blessing Potions is a common ritual used by the best Potion Masters. When I have to give something to someone and I don't know what to give, I will give them a small bottle of Spirit Blessing Potion."

"I see …" Zheng Fan replied. Wouldn't I be relieved if you told me that earlier?

"However, if you drink a hundred milliliters of Spirit Blessing Potion in one go, I reckon something interesting will happen," Snape sneered.

Zheng Fan activated his memory module and searched for Snape's potion notes. Only then did he realize that if he drank a large amount of Spirit Blessing Potion in one go, there would be dizziness, coma, and even death. He couldn't help but feel speechless.

A few days later, early in the morning, Zheng Fan sat up and subconsciously looked at the calendar hanging on the wall opposite his bed.

Today's date was written in bold calligraphy on the calendar.

January 11th, 1992.

Zheng Fan couldn't help but sigh. If this world was the same as the one he came from, then he should have been born in a hospital in the Celestial Empire. He really wanted to see if there was a child named Zheng Fan in the Celestial Empire of this world who was born in that hospital.

Then, Zheng Fan suddenly turned around in surprise. Hermione was sitting beside him with a smile. There was bread and milk beside him. It was obvious that he had prepared breakfast for him!

"Oh … Dear, I didn't expect you to come. This is Slytherin's dorm. You might be ostracized by your friends in Ravenclaw."

Zheng Fan was surprised at first, then he couldn't help but smile and hug Hermione.

"You always go to Ravenclaw to look for me. Those who should have ostracized me would have done so long ago. But don't worry, most of the people who know you respect you. That's why I haven't met many people who hate me for no reason in the academy," Hermione said.

So, there were still people who were against Hermione for no reason.

Zheng Fan keenly discovered the main point from Hermione's words and silently noted it down. He planned to deal with it when he had the time. He was Slytherin's student and had always been known for being unreasonable!

While eating the breakfast that Hermione brought, Zheng Fan pulled Hermione over to sit on the bed and leaned against Hermione.

"Why are you here so early?

No classes today? "

"There was supposed to be an outdoor class, but the snow was too heavy, so it was changed to next week," Hermione said with a shrug.

"Based on my understanding of you, you should be asking Professor Flitwick about magic instead of coming to me," Zheng Fan said seriously, pretending to be a famous detective.

Hermione was amused by his look. "Screw you, but you're right. I wanted to go see Professor Flitwick after dinner, but he's taking the third-year students to Hogsmeade today, so he doesn't have time to give me special treatment."

Hogsmeade!

Zheng Fan's eyes lit up when she heard the name. Hogsmeade was a pure wizard village near Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Just by listening to the name, she knew that it must be a very interesting place. Zheng Fan had been very interested in the village when she watched the movies in the past, but after coming to this world, she had almost forgotten about it.

However, because the school stipulated that only students in the third grade and above could go there, Zheng Fan couldn't go there now no matter what, unless she sneaked in.

Thinking of this, Zheng Fan grinned.

"Hermione, do you want to go to Hogsmeade?"

"What?"

Hermione was stunned. "Fan, you're not thinking of sneaking in, are you? That's too dangerous. If the school finds out, you'll be punished."

"Don't worry, I'm good. I won't be found out," Zheng Fan said persuasively.

Hermione tilted her head in confusion. She did want to go, not only because she was curious about Hogsmeade, but also because she liked the feeling of going out alone with Zheng Fan.

However, she didn't feel comfortable about breaking the school's rules.

After thinking about it, the little loli gave up in the end, not because she was afraid, but because she felt that if Zheng Fan went alone, she could still escape if she was found out. If she went with him, it would be bad if she dragged Zheng Fan down …

Zheng Fan couldn't help but feel a little touched by Hermione's words. This little girl was so sensible and so cute. All these years of being cute to her were worth it.

After cuddling with Hermione for a while, Zheng Fan activated the Phase Shift Module and directly used Ebony Jump, turning into a wisp of smoke and flying in the direction of Hogsmeade Village.

If he was with Hermione, he would choose to go through the secret passage. He could use Eagle Vision to scan the secret passage in Hogwarts. However, if he was alone, it didn't matter. It would be faster to fly there.

Just like this, Zheng Fan landed in Hogsmeade a few minutes later. After landing, Zheng Fan activated Eagle Vision, intending to check if there was anyone nearby.

However, as soon as he activated Eagle Vision, Zheng Fan was stunned.

In the range of Eagle Vision, Quirrell was walking slowly behind a small house. He was wearing a long black cloak, and it was impossible to tell that it was him at all. He was also carrying a large bag. Zheng Fan looked inside.

It was an egg, a very big egg.

What was Quirrell doing?

Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes and activated the Memory Module. After being in this world for so long, he couldn't remember the original plot. Occasionally, when he was confused, he had to rely on the Memory Module to help him recall.

Zheng Fan immediately knew what was going on when he recalled the 1.8 points.

What Quirrell was carrying was none other than a dragon egg!

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Explain the reason why there are so few replies in my book review section … It's not that I don't want to communicate, but it's mainly because Fei Lu has a mysterious setting. After replying to a book review, I have to wait for half a day before replying to the second one.

I couldn't reply when I was at work, and it was too late when I got home … That's why it ended up like this.

In the future, I'll try my best to take the time to reply. Thank you WTC * * * *, Kimosabi-kun, and the many readers who have encouraged me these past two days for their support!