Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

"But eel eyeballs are used to make ingredients for treating magical skin diseases such as loose flowers." Nietzsche said.

"But you made a mistake. The way to treat this kind of medicine is---take the liver of a toad and stick it on the throat, and stand naked in the eyes of an eel when the sun and moon are bright... There are specialties in the art, dear, I I learned it by heart when I was in hospital at St. Mungo's."

This is a habit. Even Snape didn't notice this. When making a certain potion, the functions of the ingredients are always included. Over time, he fell into a misunderstanding.

With Hermione's reminder, the potion steps were quickly completed.

Nietzsche lit the fire, ground it, and chopped the lovage with a cutting spell, while Hermione began to add water, add the ingredients in order, and stir.

During the entire production process, the two of them didn't say a word. They just took things and put them in naturally, while the other person continued to prepare the next required object. The cooperation between them was flawless.

In the final step, Nietzsche stuffed the eel's eyeballs into an empty potion bottle and placed it in front of Hermione, with those dense eyes staring at the crucible.

As she said, although eel eyes are used for healing potions, their purpose is for something special that cannot be touched.

The moonlight that usually cannot be gathered, under the direct gaze of these eyes, began to change the potion that was boiling: dots of light blue light began to appear in the purple solution.

And those light spots gradually dispersed due to the stirring of the grapevine wood wand. Nietzsche looked through the rising steam and found that the solution turned blue.

Hermione took a bottle of water, dropped the potion into it, and gently shook the round-bottomed beaker. Under the moonlight, there was another bottle of transparent solution with blue light in front of the round table.

The flame is extinguished and the full moon potion is ready!

"Eel eyes can collect invisible objects." Nietzsche rubbed his eyes and found that this was not a dream, "Moonlight... moonlight seduces wolfsbane. In this way, we can eliminate wolfsbane by using the opposite method."

I'm afraid Voldemort will never think that in a Muggle house not far from Privet Drive, two young wizards deduced his poison.

Full Moon Potion... Voldemort was indeed a potion genius, and he actually thought of using moonlight to awaken Wolfsbane.

"So what are you going to name the antidote?" Hermione asked curiously, wiping the droplets of steam that had condensed on her face.

"Darkmoon Potion."

(Werewolf, eat my dark moon sword!)

Chapter 296 May the stars guide you

Nietzsche had never slept so sweetly, like a baby without having to think about anything, so that when he was woken up, he still had a silly smile on his face. The air was fresher and the sun was brighter, but Snape's face was different. A little darker...

By the next morning, Hermione had disappeared, and the solution in the cauldron returned to its dull, unremarkable appearance during the day.

"What was your and Miss Granger's masterpiece last night?" Snape was looking down at the newly added contents in his notes.

There are not only newly added steps, but also reasoning about the ingredients of the antidote.

"Can't I do it myself..." Nietzsche yawned.

"As you said, Mr. Holmes, this is not a school, and I can't deduct points. Besides, you are the 'principal' here." The professor stamped the floor and said casually.

At this moment, Nietzsche was instantly roused, and his original reluctance to part with the dream was swept away.

Is there anything else to explain? It was obvious that the professor clearly heard the commotion between him and Hermione last night. He looked away awkwardly, eliminating any possibility of looking directly at the professor.

However, Professor Snape did not intend to let him go, and continued to say in a sinister manner: "Why don't you put a bed on the second floor to avoid making another wet noise tonight..."

Hell, it seems that Professor Yi even heard Kiss's voice.

"I am sacrificing myself for life!" Nietzsche lowered his head and continued to argue.

"Yeah, how about I ask Minister Fudge to give you an award?" Snape seemed to be in a good mood, and he spoke more words, "Let's call it the "Award for Endurance of Humiliation"... That's not right either. After all, you enjoy it."

No matter how thick-skinned Nietzsche was, he could only blush and shut his mouth after being criticized by such vicious words.

At this time, Marvolo came over, holding a cloth bag in his hand, which contained bread and several bottles of milk. He stood furtively at the door and looked around. Those who didn't know thought he was doing some shady deal.

I think that the person who once represented death in the magical world is now like a social animal running around... and the kind that is not paid by the boss.

Then a strange picture appeared: the most unpopular professor, the student who held real power in the British wizarding world, and the wizard who was a Horcrux, the three of them were sitting awake on the same sofa eating breakfast.

Their shadows sitting side by side were reflected on the unplugged TV screen in front of them.

"So... do you want to know the antidote? You must know that our ability to reproduce the 'Full Moon Potion' is just the beginning." Marvolo sucked the remaining crumbs on his fingers, and there was still a circle on his lips. White water stains.

The point is moonlight, the moon to be precise, but Nietzsche can't smash the moon into pieces, can he?

Moreover, he had already thought about this. The underlying problem with werewolves was the uncontrollable animal instinct, so it was necessary to use awakening agent ingredients, and at the same time, the influence of moonlight on wolfsbane must be eliminated.

"Moon dew flowers, black scarabs, daisies, and eel eyes used to capture invisible things." Nietzsche said, "but it must be done at night."

Snape was interested in this long-prepared inference, so he lowered his head and drank a sip of milk to signal him to continue.

"Why can't it be the sun?" Marvolo asked.

"Because the moon doesn't shine by itself, fool." He glanced at him with contempt, "Moonlight is the refraction of the sun through the moon, even magic can't change this, so the sun can't dispel wolfsbane."

This is a convincing theory. They are not trying to suppress wolfsbane, but to dispel it.

The conclusion drawn from the poison is that if the full moon is regarded as a potion, then the moon and the sun are both important ingredients, and it is magic that makes them merge to cause the change of wolfsbane.

"What is the most conspicuous thing in the sky during a lunar eclipse?" Nietzsche asked himself and answered, "It is the starlight... The brighter the starlight, the dimmer the moonlight, so we still need daisies as a guide."

In fact, magic has already told the wizard the answer:

Daisies are interpreted as 'Asteraceae' in the Latin spell, which comes from the Greek word 'star' (Astor).

What is a wizard detective!

Nietzsche John Holmes tore the bread into long strips and held it in his mouth arrogantly. I am not talented, but I just made a casual deduction.

To be honest, after he and Hermione grasped the core key points of the 'Full Moon Potion', the rest was very comfortable and not difficult. In the afternoon, Marvolo went out to pick fresh daisies.

Until the dark and windy night, Snape raised his wand and pointed it at the sky. He only heard the professor whisper a few spells, and then used the weather spell to gather a few clouds to block the moon tightly.

"Lumos---" Nietzsche turned off all the street lights on Wisteria Road, shrouding the neighborhood in darkness, and then pushed the big round table directly to the yard outside the house.

But it was not a rainy day, so the surrounding starlight was extremely obvious against the backdrop of darkness. If you look carefully, Nietzsche can also find that the whole sky is dragging the supernova cluster to rotate, making people dizzy.

This is the most wonderful moment. Those stars may have been extinguished long ago, but the light they once emitted can still be seen by him.

Tonight, there are only stars.

"Are you ready?" Snape took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Let's start."

Nietzsche divided the round table into twelve parts, like a clock, and installed the eel eyeballs in order from one to twelve, placed on the edge of the table, and the crucible was placed in the middle, where the eyeballs intersected.

(Daisy means "eye of the day" in Old English)

No one dared to neglect it. They lit, heated, and stirred under the starlight...

This was the night that deserved to be remembered in history. They watched the potion in the crucible change from the milky yellow of daisies to gradually dark because of the black scarab powder, as if the fragments of the sky fell into the crucible.

The process took nearly four hours. Even though they were all sleepy, they still stayed outside the house and did not dare to give up.

In the end, when the firewood burned out and the flames went out, they did not notice anything.

"Did it fail?" Snape said a little unconfidently.

Nietzsche did not dare to look away for a moment, and simply said one word: "Wait."

He suddenly wondered if the stars had already gone out, but if the stars that were now lit had actually gone out, would it interfere with the process of the potion?

In fact, Nietzsche was more nervous than anyone else. You know, it would be dawn in two hours. Once the eel eyeballs collected the sunlight into the potion, then this pot of potion would be wasted.

"It's raining..." Marvolo suddenly said.

Nietzsche subconsciously raised his hand to block his head, but when the rain fell on his body, it was like an illusion. He saw it falling from the sky, but he didn't feel any moisture.

That was not rain, but starlight.

Magic was with him.

Chapter 297 Lupin: Hey! I'm fine!

The potion was as dark as the void of the universe. Only in the middle of the night could you see the twinkling stars, as if fluorescent powder was added.

But the Dark Moon Potion had to be tested after it was made, but Nietzsche couldn't just catch a werewolf, but Snape suggested to test Remus Lupin, a living werewolf (with some personal grudges).

During the days of waiting for Black to visit the Dursleys, there would always be a few explosions on Wisteria Road and Magnolia Road, and at this time, two or three house elves could be seen patrolling.

"How can a little dwarf like this keep those ghosts away?" Vernon pulled the blinds, only revealing a pair of eyes to look out.

He closed everyone's windows just to get some psychological comfort---as long as others can't see them, they won't know they are hiding in this square room.

Penny sat on the sofa with her son, anxiously waiting for her unknown future.

After Nietzsche finished the Dark Moon Potion, he received a letter that turned into an owl. It was a letter from Quirinus Quirrell:

'I have returned to Hogwarts and joined the new department of the Ministry of Magic;

Arthur Weasley also came, but the annoying thing is that he always wanders around the Ministry of Magic with his two twin sons;

The alchemical equipment has been fully started. Thanks to the experience of the previous magic car, we got the blueprints for modification. I believe that it will not be long before the first interstellar car belonging to wizards can be produced;

Be safe, I'll wait for you at Hogwarts, take care. '

Nietzsche took a recliner and lay in the yard of the Dursleys like a retired old professor, staring at the blue sky in a daze. The good news one after another made him more confident. Hermione would also come to accompany him, and he would not be bored.

And Professor Snape did not treat himself as an outsider at all. When he was a "guest" at the Dursleys' house, he waved his wand to make the kitchen utensils come alive when he wanted to eat something, so that the Dursleys dared not speak out.

"If only the whole summer vacation would be like this..." Harry said while sitting on the swing in the yard.

"Come on, don't you hate Professor Snape the most?" Marvolo sat on the steps at the door of the house and laughed loudly, "He didn't put some magic potion in your food, did he?"

"But there is magic. I would rather cut caterpillars every day than suffer with the Dursleys."

Five days passed like this. At noon on the sixth day, the brick-sealed fireplace of the Dursleys suddenly exploded. At first they thought it was Snape's magic that got out of control, but it was impossible to think about it.

A bunch of people fell from the chimney like Santa Claus, blowing the black ashes everywhere.

"Ouch... stupid Muggles sealed the fireplace... Who stepped on me? Moon Face!"

"It wasn't me who stepped on you, Nymphadora, it was Padfoot."

"How many times have I said, call me Tonks! Tonks!"

In addition to Black and Lupin, Nietzsche also saw a witch with violet hair. The three of them were like hemp ropes tied together.

The sudden movement scared Petunia and Dudley and made them lean back, while Vernon subconsciously raised his gun and pointed it at Black's forehead.

Anyone who was suddenly pointed at by four wands and a shotgun would panic, but Black didn't. He ignored the weapons pointed at him like a madman and waved to Harry at the door.

"We're here to pick you up!" Sirius shouted excitedly.

But Vernon looked at the hole in the wall warily and shouted, "You have a car but don't drive it, and you blew up my wall?!"

"Car? What car? I used to have a flying motorcycle, but I gave it to Hagrid."

But Snape still didn't put down his wand, staring at the three people who got up from the ground. When the professor's eyes moved to Lupin, Nietzsche on the side immediately knew what to do.

He said, "Wait, we have to prove whether you are real!"

"Very vigilant...Okay, then you ask." Lupin didn't realize that something was wrong, and he only had Harry in his eyes.

At this time, Snape took out the full moon potion and the dark moon potion from his arms, and gave him a hideous but self-righteous smile.

"I remember you were still a werewolf, Lupin, but you are lucky. Nietzsche and I made a bottle of antidote, but you have to drink this bottle of wolfsbane poison first." The professor handed over the bottle of transparent full moon potion.

Hearing the word "werewolf", Vernon nervously turned the gun head and put his finger on the trigger.

"Antidote?" Lupin snorted, "Antidote for wolfsbane?"

"Yes."

"Wait! Who knows if you want to harm Remus!" Black said, "You can give the antidote first."

Nymphadora Tonks stood between them nervously, and Nietzsche was surprised to see her violet hair suddenly turned pink.

It is true that the antidote can be given first, but in order to satisfy Nietzsche and Snape's evil taste, they decided to test the authenticity of Remus Lupin first.

In the default setting, if Lupin is the real Lupin, then he will definitely show the characteristics of a werewolf after drinking the full moon potion, and judging from his mental state and body shape, he will also drink wolfsbane potion on weekdays, so even if he transforms, it is controllable.

Lupin stared at Snape for a few seconds without showing any weakness, and finally unscrewed the bottle stopper of the potion.

"Don't be silly, Black, they also know that there are more werewolves recently, and I am the only werewolf that the Order of the Phoenix can control." He said gently, "I thought Severus would not joke."

However, Snape did not show any embarrassment of being exposed, but just snorted coldly and raised his head expressionlessly.

Lupin drank it all in one gulp, smacking his lips, as if he was still savoring the taste of the potion. There was no change at first. After an hour, he stepped back and covered his face, and the appearance on his arm began to grow.