Hogwarts starts with stealing power

Lin Xia opened her eyes slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared in her amber eyes.

"Really?"

She had a hunch that the improved version of the scabies potion could be developed this week, but she didn't expect that fate would reveal its mystery on Wednesday!

Draco said excitedly: "Come and see, after 460 groups of control experiments, 0.068g of sulfur was added in the third step together with four parts of ground snake tooth powder, which can bring benign changes to the scabies potion!"

In his hand, a bottle of potion with a light yellow luster appeared dazzling and blurred under the light.

Draco has made the finished product, and it has been tested on mice, drug reaction tests, and patient tests...

All are excellent!

Lin Xia also became excited.

This bottle of scabies potion is not only one of her subjects, but also one of the few knowledge that can intersect with her previous life!

If her research direction is correct, then not only scabies potion, but many potions can add materials from the East.

It sounds a bit like a combination of Chinese and Western medicine, except that the configuration of magic potions is more magical and metaphysical than pharmacological research.

Lin Xia said: "Now we are still one step away."

Draco stared at the scabies potion in his hand with burning eyes, and said firmly and forcefully: "I will ask the Malfoy family to arrange a group of volunteers for human testing as soon as possible!"

Lin Xia smiled, "You must do this, I don't have such great power."

They gathered their minds and made another batch of scabies potion, preparing to send it to the Malfoy family tomorrow.

Draco also planned to write a letter to his father, using the family code to ask if anything happened at home.

He didn't ask before, because if something really happened, he would not be able to solve it.

Now he dares to ask, and the scabies potion is about to be successfully developed, and he feels more confident.

...

Everything went smoothly.

At noon the next day, Draco found a box with a traceless telescopic spell, put all 20 bottles of potion in the bag, and attached a letter from home, and asked his own owl to send it home.

The owl was wearing a necklace that symbolized the Malfoy family crest.

It was unknown whether other owls passing by would give way to it, but if a human saw it, they would definitely let it pass.

Hermione had not been to the Hufflepuff table recently, but stayed in Gryffindor, eating with Ron and Harry.

The three of them had a friendship that went through thick and thin, and their friendship had grown by leaps and bounds.

In addition to Ron, Hermione was the third real friend Harry had made at Hogwarts.

Not far away, Hermione and Ron had a fierce argument.

Finally, Hermione stood up, holding a book under her arm, and walked to the Hufflepuff table angrily, ignoring Ron's shouting behind her.

Ron looked at Harry and said in disbelief: "Why is she always moody? What did I say wrong?"

Harry raised his glasses: "Well, maybe she doesn't like to compare with others."

Ron's eyes widened: "Obviously she wants to compete with Lin Xia. I admit that she is very smart, but she can't compare with Lin Xia!"

Harry raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Ron, calm down, Hermione didn't say she wanted to compete with Lin Xia, she just said that she encountered an interesting topic and wanted to write a paper."

Ron muttered: "We are only in the first year, what kind of paper is it, she just wants to compete with Lin Xia."

Hermione came to the Hufflepuff table and sat next to Lin Xia. She glared at Ron fiercely, and then turned around and talked with Lin Xia with laughter.

Ron: ...

He looked at Harry, puzzled: "How can she compare with Lin Xia and smile at her at the same time?"

Harry blinked, "Uh, maybe this is a unique friendship between girls?"

Mickle interrupted: "Don't you think Hermione is pretentious?"

Ron muttered: "A little bit."

Mickle: "I've seen a lot of girls like this, I often meet them at home..."

He was talking excitedly, but he didn't get the approval of the two.

Looking up, Ron and Harry also ran to the Hufflepuff table and talked with Lin Xia.

In the afternoon, the four colleges had classes together.

Each college has 10 little wizards, forming a large classroom with students from other colleges.

According to the schedule, Lin Xia will take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, while Draco will take the Potions class.

Lin Xia told Draco that he could tell Snape about the improved version of the scabies potion to see if he could get any help from him.

Compared to her, she felt that Snape was more interested in Draco and might be able to reveal some useful information.

Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

The little wizards came in happily, talking and laughing.

But soon, they stopped laughing.

The teacher of this class was Professor Quirrell!

Their course notes clearly said that it was Professor Otti!

Professor Quirrell said in his unique, cautious tone, fearing that something might happen: "Professor Otti has asked for leave today and will not come to class. I will take over."

"Don't worry, I will teach well. If possible, please give me a good review in the college's mid-term evaluation."

The little wizard thought: This teacher may not be good at teaching, but he is good at advertising himself.

Quirrell's class was unexpectedly good.

He also knew that he was not good at speaking, so he deliberately used the "Image Spell" to project the content of the class.

The image spell comes with explanation and analysis, which means the voice is more mechanical, but at least the words are fluent.

After he taught the little wizards some methods of defense against the dark arts, Quirrell taught everyone the disarming spell.

He directly projected his posture of using the disarming spell with the image spell, and also made various analyses on the picture.

At what angle should you raise your hand, how many centimeters away from the shoulder, you must stare at the other person firmly, not necessarily at the other person's weapon, and have the belief in removing the other person's weapon in your heart...

In this class, because the explanation and analysis used Quirrell's own model, it was difficult for the little wizards to tell whether Quirrell taught them or not.

Although the little wizards were a little confused about Quirrell's teaching method, this method was undoubtedly useful.

Some little wizards felt that they had a deeper understanding of the disarming spell.

Originally, they were not sure they could use it, but after Quirrell's video explanation, they could succeed two or three times out of ten.

A leap forward!

In class, the little wizards trained freely, and Quirrell kept his head down and didn't speak.

When students came to ask questions, he used the video to play the video and answer them.

Basically, the students' questions could be answered in it.

If they really couldn't find the answer, Quirrell would reluctantly stammer and answer.

Harry looked at Professor Quirrell, and suddenly frowned, feeling a dull pain on his forehead.

He reached out and covered the lightning-shaped scar on his head.

"Harry, are you okay?" Ron asked worriedly.

Harry whispered, "Ron, I feel a headache again."

On the other side, Voldemort behind Quirrell's head felt the call and slowly woke up.

The noisy classroom atmosphere made Voldemort feel a little irritable.

But at the same time, he also felt that there were a few familiar breaths in this noisy atmosphere.

He felt the power he dispersed!

Quirrell's body suddenly trembled, as if it became very cold, and his mouth bumped up and down.

His eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to burst out of their sockets, and he suddenly looked at a little wizard in the crowd.

The scales of fate on Lin Xia's wrist were slightly hot.

She lowered her head calmly, pretending to be practicing a spell.

A blatant maliciousness shuttled back and forth around her, which was sensed by the excellent student badge she wore, and sounded a warning deep in her heart.

As long as she had a thought, the badge would automatically send out a defensive shield.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Ron's voice was a little panicked, and he couldn't help shouting louder.

Harry's hand tightly covered the scar on his forehead and fell to the ground. He looked very painful and couldn't hear what Ron said.

Quirrell's eyes were attracted by Harry, and he hurried to Harry's side, "Quick, quick, send him to the infirmary!"

Professor Quirrell didn't come back until the get out of class was over.

Lin Xia returned to the golden wooden house, thinking about what happened today, and looked down at the scale tattoo on her wrist.

She stroked it slightly, and the tattoo slowly emerged.

Lin Xia's eyes flickered slightly. With the scales of fate helping her sacrifice, Voldemort would not have any tricks left on her.

But she was sure that Voldemort sensed her today!

She thought about it and probably found the reason.

"Although there is no harm in absorbing the power fed back by the scales of fate, there is still some breath left?"

In the final analysis, she still did not completely digest the power fed back by the scales, and some breath remained in her body, causing Voldemort to notice it.

But this problem is easy to solve.

As long as a few days pass, her body will completely absorb the fed-back power and turn it into her own foundation, and Quirrell will not notice the abnormality in her.

Lin Xia tapped the table lightly with her knuckles, "It seems that I should not only keep a low profile these days, but also try not to contact Quirrell."

...

Uncle Lucius replied quickly.

At noon the next day, they received his reply.

In Lin Xia's letter, Uncle Lucius expressed his gratitude to her. Thanks to her support, Draco was able to work with her to study the scabies potion and take a key step.

At the same time, Lin Xia also received a thick package.

Before she opened the package, she smelled a strong smell of medicinal herbs.

This smell...

There were six small boxes inside, and the smell of medicine came from the boxes.

She opened one of the boxes and was startled.

This box was set with a traceless extension spell, about 30 square meters in size, and it was full of Chinese medicinal herbs!

She took out one of the herbs and scanned it casually, and knew it was fifty years old.

Medicinal herbs of this age are not easy to find, so it is a great gift.

It is not difficult to find herbs in the wizarding world, but it is a bit difficult to find herbs from the East.

And it is basically impossible to produce such a long year from the plantation, so it can only be imported from the distant East.