Hogwarts: I can load entries infinitely!

"Professor Dumbledore, why are you here?!"

Dumbledore looked at the visitor in surprise.

He quickly put down the steel wool in his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Dumbledore followed Snape with a smile.

He walked slowly into the laboratory, his eyes swept around, and seemed to be full of interest in the environment here.

"I heard from Professor Snape that you are studying a potion to inhibit lycanthropy,"

Dumbledore said in a relaxed tone.

"This is an amazing project, so I want to see how it's going. If you can complete it, I will personally apply for the Order of Merlin for you. Maybe then, you can become the youngest medalist."

As he said this, Dumbledore saw the cauldron that Dumbledore was washing.

He then drew his wand from his waist.

It was a wavy wand.

It looked ordinary and nothing special.

He waved it violently.

Pointed to the cauldron in Dumbledore's hand.

"Clean as a new one!"

The whole pot looked as if it had been washed twenty times with disinfectant.

As if it was new.

It appeared in front of the three people.

Dumbledore looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

He waved his wand again.

The water stains on the pot were instantly evaporated.

Then it "clicked" and returned steadily to its place in the laboratory.

But in the process.

Deverot's eyes widened the moment the wand appeared.

He felt that this wand had a great attraction to him.

He instantly got some information about this wand in his mind.

Elderwood.

15 inches long.

The core of the wand is the tail feather of the Thestral.

A strange substance that can only be controlled by wizards who can control death.

This is the ability given to him by his [Genius Wand Maker].

This is the Elder Wand!

"Deverot, are you okay?"

Dumbledore put the wand back to his waist.

Looking at Deveraux's expression, he smiled gently.

Deveraux then woke up from his dream.

He scratched his head.

He said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, sir, I'm fine."

Snape put the things on the table.

"Okay, our potion genius, now let us see your unique potion formula."

He said as he took out the materials.

First, a jar of plants that looked strange.

The leaves of this plant are dark purple.

There are jagged cracks on the edges.

The shape is irregular.

It gives people a rough and uncoordinated feeling.

The surface of the leaves is covered with a layer of fine, silvery-white hairs

The stems are thick and twisted, and the color is dark gray.

It is covered with raised nodules and spots, and looks like ancient bark.

"This is Sirius grass. It's not particularly fresh, but this is the fastest I can get. This stuff is not available in the market and can't be found in Knockturn Alley. But I contacted a drug dealer and should be able to get the freshest one next week."

Snape said something that looked very cruel.

Deveraux's mouth twitched slightly after hearing this.

He turned back to look at Dumbledore.

He was emotionally stable.

He didn't react to Snape's remarks.

Then Snape took out a glass jar as big as Deveraux's two heads from the bag.

There was a huge wolf's claw in it!

It was soaked in a green unknown liquid.

Deveraux remembered that he had seen this wolf's claw in Snape's storage room before.

"The werewolf you want has been contacted, but it will take some time to get here. After all, they are indeed... not very convenient to move."

When Snape said this.

He also glanced at Dumbledore.

Snape put down the jar containing the wolf claw heavily.

"So you can use this wolf claw first this time. I cut it off from a werewolf. It's been about eight years. But it's been soaked in the Eternal Protection Fluid. The magic should not have completely dissipated. You can use it as a reference."

Deveraux was shocked and gave Snape a thumbs up.

Snape is worthy of being a former Death Eater.

His connections are wide!

His strength is strong!

He was quite tough before he became a teacher.

"So, the things are ready for you. Take out the formula-don't make me wait too long."

Snape put his hands on his hips.

He let out a long breath.

He raised his eyebrows at Deveraux.

Deveraux looked back at Professor Dumbledore.

He found that the other party was also looking at him.

"Go, Deveraux, you'll be fine."

Dumbledore looked at the young boy kindly.

He said encouragingly.

But for some reason, a gleam flashed in Devereux's eyes.The corners of his mouth inexplicably rose.

He nodded and walked towards the workbench.

Then he walked past Snape with a confident smile.

He stood on the chair.

He picked up the big wolf claw and moved it in front of him with all his strength.

He adjusted his breathing.

Instantly entered the state of Zen meditation.

He began to observe the wolf claw.

This is a comprehensive application of Deveraux's current abilities.

Use Zen meditation to observe the details of the object.

Then solve the problem based on the talents brought by his various red entries.

Very smooth.

On the side, Dumbledore looked at Deveraux who was already fully committed and smiled slightly.

"It seems that we can't help for the time being, why not... relax?"

He raised his hand and waved, and two comfortable floral soft leather chairs suddenly appeared in the air.

He made a gesture of invitation to Snape.

Snape frowned slightly, obviously reluctant to such a leisurely arrangement.

However, under Dumbledore's enthusiastic invitation, he reluctantly sat down, but his expression was still stiff and his posture was particularly awkward.

Deveraux ignored them.

He focused on observing the wolf's claw.

Analyzing its internal structure.

And the virus elements.

As time passed, the night outside the classroom became darker and darker, and the moonlight poured into the classroom through the narrow windows, adding a touch of cold and quiet to the laboratory.

After Dumbledore yawned.

Deveraux finally moved his eyes away from the wolf's claw.

Picked up the Sirius grass next to it.

He looked at it carefully.

Opened the jar.

He took out one of them.

Only then did Deveraux discover that this grass had a strange metallic smell.

It smelled very pungent.

Deveraux frowned.

No wonder the wolfsbane potion in the original book is so unpalatable...

He carefully took out a sirius grass, smelled it, and felt the smell of its ingredients. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he obviously had an idea.

Thinking about it, he walked to the cauldron that Dumbledore had just prepared.

The two professors behind him didn't quite understand his behavior.

They all stretched their necks to see what he was going to do.

Deverot drew his wand from his waist and pointed it at the cauldron.

"Clear water like a spring!"

Suddenly, clear water gushed out of the cauldron and soon filled the bottom of the cauldron.

Dumbledore's eyes lit up when he saw it.

This spell can only be mastered by sixth graders.

It is not a spell in essence.

It is a Transfiguration spell.

Deverot can master it now.

It can be seen that his Transfiguration level is at least the level of a sixth grader in school.

He had also heard Professor McGonagall say that Deverot's Transfiguration can even perform Active Transfiguration.

But at that time, I still thought that Deveraux was talented.

Now it seems that his basic spell learning is also very solid.

Then Deveraux cast a spell on the stove under the pot.

"Flames!"

Suddenly a big fire started.

Then Deveraux poured most of the can of Sirius grass that Snape brought into it.

Stirred it a few times with a big spoon.

Then nodded with satisfaction.

Then he covered the pot with a lid.

Then he clapped his hands under the puzzled eyes of the two professors behind him.

Turned around and left the laboratory.

Snape and Dumbledore were both stunned.

Still wondering if Deveraux went out to get something.

Then they heard Deveraux open the door of the underground classroom.

Click! Click! Click!

There was the sound of Deveraux's footsteps going upstairs.

Only then did they realize.

Deveraux is off work? ! !

Snape and Dumbledore stared at each other in a daze.

Snape finally couldn't help but whisper.

"He... left?"

Dumbledore was slightly stunned, then couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that he has finished his 'off duty' early."

Snape's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was extremely speechless about this statement, but he had no way to refute it.

He stood up suddenly, and his wand was almost pulled out from his waist.

"This kid! That can of Sirius grass, he can't afford to sell it!"

He muttered while preparing to rush out to catch people.

However, Dumbledore's voice sounded from behind: "Severus, wait a moment."

Snape stopped and turned his head impatiently: "What's wrong?"

Dumbledore had already walked to the cauldron and gently lifted the lid.

The steaming hot air rushed in his face, and a layer of mist instantly covered his half-moon glasses.

He looked down for a moment, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

"Severus, remember when you were in the Transfiguration class in your sixth year, Professor Minerva mentionedHave you ever heard of the principle of 'Clear Water Like a Spring'? "

Snape frowned and stepped forward.

"Of course I remember. This is just an advanced application of Transfiguration. In the final analysis, it is just a N.E.W.T. level spell. It can't create water out of thin air, but guide the water prepared in advance. "

Dumbledore nodded slightly, his eyes meaningful.

"That's true, but what if this 'Clear Water Like a Spring' is given a timed effect? "

He stepped aside to let Snape see the situation in the pot clearly.

Snape's pupils shrank slightly.

The liquid in the pot was slowly stirred by an invisible force, and the herbs in it were not only not boiled, but became brighter, as if they had been precisely processed.

What was even more shocking was that several herbs that he had never seen Deveraux add appeared out of thin air in front of them and slowly floated into the pot, as if they were accurately placed in the right position by an invisible hand.

"This..."

Snape was stunned and frowned even deeper.

"How did he do it?"

Dumbledore's smile was more approving.

"Fully automatic potion brewing. I have to say that this child's idea is extremely bold and unexpected. "

Snape was silent for a moment, and finally snorted coldly, but unconsciously put the wand back into his waist.

Although his eyes were still cold, the corners of his mouth seemed to tremble, as if he was restraining some emotions.

"Fooling the professor, what kind of idea is this?"

He muttered in a low voice, turned and left the cauldron, but his steps were not so impatient.

Dumbledore smiled slightly and covered the pot again, as if he was in a very good mood.

"Severus, sometimes it is not a bad thing to relax a little."

(Thank you for your corrections. Indeed, it is not necessary to stay close to the main line, but the story I wrote is boring, and the protagonist does not appear, so I will try to make him more interesting in every chapter later!!)