HP Approaches the Magic World

The fireworks quickly took effect, and Gore's decoction exploded smoothly, pouring onto the entire class.

Under the attack of the splashing swelling potion, everyone screamed and became chaotic.

Malfoy was doused in the face and his nose swelled up like a balloon; Goyle covered his eyes with his hands and stumbled around, his eyes swollen as big as lunch plates.

Snape desperately tried to calm the students down and figure out what was going on, and in the chaos, Hermione quietly slipped out of the classroom.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Snape roared,

"Students who were splashed by the medicine came to me to get anti-swelling medicine.

When I find out who did it..."

Harry suppressed his laughter as he watched Malfoy rush forward in a hurry, his nose swollen into a small watermelon and his head drooping.

Half of the class crowded towards Snape's desk in a mess. Some people's arms were swollen like mallets and they couldn't lift them. Some people's mouths were so swollen that they couldn't speak at all.

At this time, Hermione slipped back into the basement classroom again, with a bulge in the front of her clothes.

When everyone drank the antidote and all the symptoms subsided, Snape quickly walked to Goyle's cauldron and scooped out the twisted black pyrotechnic ashes with a spoon. The classroom suddenly fell silent.

"Once I find out who threw this," Snape said in a low voice, "I will definitely fire that person."

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"I must fire that person!"

Peeves lowered his voice and imitated Snape vividly, then laughed in the air, leaning forward and back.

"You haven't seen Snape's appearance, it's just..."

Neither Jon nor Seshatri thought this was a funny thing. Snape had known about it for a long time, so he didn't find it strange. Otherwise, how would Harry and the others make the decoction?

Woolen cloth?

"Okay, don't laugh. You came here just to tell us how Professor Snape got into trouble, right?"

"Oh," Peeves suppressed his laughter and paused for a moment: "Well, Lockhart submitted the dueling club proposal. The headmaster asked me to ask you what you mean. What do you think?"

"What's there to ask?" Jon wondered: "As long as Dumbledore thinks it's okay, what advice can I give, etc... Could Lockhart mean that he wants to make Harry's special

Exposed?"

"You guessed it right. It's a pity that there is no reward. The matter of Parselmouth should not be a secret. And now, Harry's stance and attitude are obviously used in the wrong place. We have to drag him back."

"Then I don't have any problem. You can do whatever you want. However, don't act too hastily. Young people's minds are not yet mature, and children are not clear about good and evil. You should proceed with caution."

Peeves obviously didn't want to listen to him nagging here, so he nodded and turned around and flew away, leaving only Jon and Seshatri here.

"I never noticed that you had such a hobby of being a teacher. Why, now you have changed your gender?"

"It's not that, maybe, even when a person is about to die, he can be kind to his words. I just think that Harry, being trained like this by Dumbledore, is quite pitiful."

"I don't know if you have heard of it, but there is an old saying in ancient China, which is..." Seshatri cleared her throat and began to speak Chinese.

But her Chinese sounds very awkward.

"When Heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to this person, he must first work hard on his mind and body. The translation of this sentence is..."

"No need for translation, I understand. I'm just saying that these things are not as serious as you said."

Heaven will confer great responsibilities on this people. There is really no need to use this kind of sentence here.

Training Harry to fight against Voldemort may be a very important thing for Dumbledore, but when it comes to the word "responsible", it is really unnecessary.

"Cultivating a student into an important and courageous person is simply an easy task for a teacher like Dumbledore.

The reason why he wanted to proceed step by step was simply to wait for Voldemort to be resurrected. After all, the main force against Voldemort was not Harry, but the people of the Order of the Phoenix.

What Harry plays is just a role in front of the stage. Behind the scenes that no one sees, there must be a lot of power ready to attack Voldemort."

"That's very good, but it has nothing to do with what we are going to do. You suddenly complained to Peeves. It can't be because you sympathize with Harry, right?

Seriously, if you really sympathized with Harry, why didn't you agree to Dumbledore's request?"

So the main reason why Jon said those words is definitely not because he sympathizes with Harry Potter.

"You want to tell Dumbledore something through Peeves' mouth, right? For example, that meaningful sentence, don't rush it?"

"Has anyone ever told you that it's not a good thing for girls to be too smart? How will men like you show their attentiveness and flattery in front of you in the future?"

Seshatri rolled her eyes at him: "What does that have to do with you? Let's get down to business, don't interrupt."

"Okay, actually you guessed it right. I did want to tell Dumbledore something through his mouth. You should know about the Horcrux, right?

The reason why it was so vague was because the Horcrux matter could not be explained in such detail. Dumbledore had probably expected this, but he did not know where Voldemort's Horcrux was stored.

Except for Harry, he had never seen any other Horcruxes, and even after investigating for so long, he still couldn't find them.

But just because he can't find it now doesn't mean he won't find it in the future.

Dumbledore's nervousness is becoming more and more obvious now. I'm worried that he won't be able to control his temper and will be injured by Voldemort's Horcrux.

Now Mr. Grindelwald has been traveling around various places. Once we leave, we may never come back. There are always some things that need to be explained in advance."

"I think your worries are a bit unnecessary. Dumbledore is a legendary wizard after all. Would he be so impatient?"

"After all, he is old, so it's hard to say. So," Jon pinched his fingers, "without further ado, I will go to the Fairy Castle tonight."

"Okay, when do you want to go? I suppress the movement of the magic web in advance, but you have to remember that the time cannot be too long, otherwise I will not be able to hold on, and the spiders in the Forbidden Forest will suffer."

"I know, don't worry."

Jon touched his chest and touched the pendant with the roots of the world tree on his bracelet: "It will be a long night and many dreams, so I will go there tonight."