[HP] Disappearing Cat Raccoon

In my opinion, Professor Snape is a very... indescribable professor. It is indescribable that he will list the steps that should be taken on the blackboard, but he will never remind a group of bear children where to pay attention.

For example, my chemistry teacher, Qian told Wan Wan to be careful that sodium would burn, and then the student blew up the podium by himself [wait? ] The same, shouldn't you be reminded of the dangerous steps first?

A group of bear children, how can you be careful, he is so relieved to let two people in a group and it is the first time to make potions?

Wearing dragon leather gloves, I took out a bunch of lab papers that I had bought at the Ordinary People's Store. After placing one on each side of the scale, I began to weigh the smashed serpent teeth, nettles, porcupine thorns, slugs, etc. I really can't do this shit, but Linda volunteered to do it, otherwise I'd be afraid of throwing up.

I definitely don't drink this shit!

Every step was smooth, I could feel the potion start to take shape and gradually merged through the stirring in my hands - this is a wonderful experience, the last time I had such a wonderful experience was stirring the porridge in the last step of cooking the porridge. When making it thicker and more drinkable, that blending feeling is really wonderful.

It is recommended that friends try to cook porridge with raw rice. The feeling of stirring until the end of the rice is watching the rice bloom is very cool.

Pulling it back, I first took the pot off the fire, and I don't know why, I felt that it would be better to let the boiling liquid cool down a little and put the porcupine thorns. Ignoring Linda's prompting eyes, I kept stirring the pot of unformed potion for a while, and then threw a little porcupine thorn in it.

So this thing can really be used to make potions? Nettle has the effect of treating snake bites, but it has a small poison, and scabies is one of the things that can be cured, but are those crushed fangs really okay? If the main detoxification is porcupine thorn, can the dose of porcupine thorn really achieve the effect of relieving toxicity? So what does the magic do in it? Reconcile, suppress, or guide?

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to push the pot on the slug and vomit.

After finishing this scabies potion and filling it in a glass bottle, I decided I would never get sick once a day in the wizarding world - I don't have asthma at my age anyway, so it's definitely fine.

The potions teacher looked at me with a very complicated expression. I forgot that my last name was Evans and I had red hair. The most important thing is that I am really related to Lily Evans, but I am in After finishing the course completely, he decided to strike while the iron was hot and drive out the thesis of the Potions class.

After eating in the afternoon, I followed Linda to explore the castle for a while, found a few more convenient ways to get to the classroom, remembered and returned to the auditorium. There's a magic clock in the Great Hall, and after I set the time, I'm going to block Professor McGonagall in the Transfiguration class—she should have just finished a fourth-grade transfiguration class by this time.

"Professor McGonagall."

I'm probably one of the few people at this school who isn't very afraid of Professor McGonagall or Professor Snape, especially since I'm not only afraid but also smile: "A very simple question."

After those curious eyes completely disappeared, I looked at Professor McGonagall and said slowly, "May I ask if I can find out the rest of my relatives in the magical world?"

"Dear..."

Professor McGonagall's eyes stayed on my hair for a while, and then he reacted: "If you want to find a relative, I think I will agree to a little wizard's request."

"What do I need to do to prepare?"

"On the one hand, I can open up a little bit to you, probably the students of your parents' era, who might be able to find the same surname... No, I know of the same surname."

"on the other hand?"

I know Lily Evans, but as a real eleven-year-old girl, I can understand the meaning of Professor McGonagall's hesitation: "What about the other side?"

"Don't worry, I'll go to the medical wing with you, Madam Pomfrey can help you, just a little blood."

Oh, and not DNA testing?

After the blood was drawn, I looked at the expressions of Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey with a relaxed smile: "Then that Evans with the same surname as me has passed away?"

"Yes…"

"When did he come to Hogwarts?"

"In 1971, the other one was her, a girl with red hair like you."

The red hair and green eyes of the Evans seem to be recessive. Lily and I both have red hair, but not Penny.

"A lively, lovely, pretty little girl."

"Is she married and has children? If so, am I a sister or a sister?"

"Sister, in two years, he will come to Hogwarts too."

That's it.

I know what the two witches mean, and it's not what I need to get to the bottom of it. I guess they will also use this blood to test whether I am Harry Potter's cousin-although it feels like a three thousand miles away, but if you want to guess, my grandfather and his grandfather here should be kisses. Brother here.

The first week at Hogwarts was over, and I had no one to write to, and I decided to make a pen pal—not a diary, not a crown, not a basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets.

The Daily Prophet's pen pal hunt is on, and I've found a…

Hairy Bear==

Yes, students from Russia, Durmstrang School of Magic, it is said that there are many common languages ​​there, most of them use German or Russian, and then communicate with me in English.

male! Maozi!

Mom, I was so scared that I lost all my quills. We can't use owls for communication yet. The special code used is eagles! Sculpture! An 80-centimeter eagle rushed in like this, and then smashed a letter as thick as a knuckle in my arms, and swept the bacon on my plate with one bite!

As expected of Maozi's eagle, he can't be offended, he can't be offended.

Basically the whole school knew that I had a pen pal from Fur Bear, after all the eagle in a group of owls was so conspicuous, and there was nothing in my thick letter, just because the parchment was folded in four. The expansion caused by not following the obedience is only two pages of paper...

Two pages!

Will he send me a bear next time if I don't reply that long?

I just felt a little bit of a headache, but fortunately the first time it was carving, the second time it was replaced by…

albatross.

We write back and forth once a week, two albatrosses take turns - for this I'm thinking that the notes are no longer all free, especially the history class notes, which are sold to each of the four first-year colleges for a silver snicker every three classes. Classmates sleeping in class.

Making money is really a pain in the ass. I wanted to save money before, but the parchment and ink are always not enough. Fortunately, the stationery store on Horsmod's side mailed things to Hogwarts with free shipping, otherwise I was really embarrassed, and decided to tell the bear pen pal that we should exchange letters slowly first.

He seems to have seen it, and he told me that there is no need to worry about the postage, because we are paired through the Daily Prophet [how can this word look so uncomfortable], so the Postage Daily Prophet is all inclusive.

I, let's start _(:з"∠)_

The author has something to say:

The two are cousins, but a bit far apart. Harry's grandfather and Irina's grandfather are brothers, and they share the same father.

Falling in love does not exist for the time being, how does a twenty-one-year-old fairy fall in love with a group of eleven-year-old bear children [Hello]