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"Is this what you said? Are you sure this is Polyjuice Potion? Can this be drunk?"

Ron Weasley looked at the dark, sticky mud in the cauldron with suspicion.

"Little Ronnie, don't question your brothers, we are potion geniuses."

Fred gave Ron a shudder, "Have you got your stuff?"

Harry took out two short, thick hairs, and Ron also took out a handful of hair.

"Well, it's very good. How did you get it?"

"We had a fight with them."

Ron said proudly, "Then it was pulled out of their heads."

Harry said with some doubts: "Although it went smoothly, what's strange is that Crabbe and Goyle didn't follow Malfoy. The three of them have always been inseparable."

"Whatever, maybe there was a little conflict. If the three of them were together all the time, we wouldn't be able to get their hair so smoothly."

Ron didn't care.

"If you have any questions, just wait until you become Crabbe and Goyle and ask Malfoy."

George used a long-handled spoon to scoop up a large dollop of decoction from the crucible and poured it into two glasses. Then he motioned to Harry to put the short hair into the glasses.

The decoction made a loud noise, like a pot of boiling water, and foamed vigorously. After a second, it turned into an earthy color like a tank.

"Oh - Gower's essence," said Ron, looking at it with distaste, "I guess it must taste awful."

"Okay, add yours, and I have to remind you that Polyjuice Potion doesn't taste good anyway," George said.

Ron put Crabbe's hair into another cup, and the solution turned a dark, dark brown.

"Drink quickly and let's see if it's successful. To be honest, this is our first time refining this potion."

Fred and George said in unison.

"Why don't you drink it?"

Ron was obviously not optimistic about Polyjuice Potion, "Maybe Harry and I can get some other Slytherin students' hair."

"Okay, drink quickly!"

George said impatiently, "Originally we should have gone with you, but we have to stay and deal with Goyle and Crabbe. If those two stupid big guys appear in the Slytherin common room at the same time, you will be exposed."

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Harry and Ron looked at each other and could only pinch their noses and drink the Polyjuice Potion.

Harry swallowed the potion in one gulp. It tasted like overcooked cabbage.

But immediately, his insides began to churn, as if what he had just swallowed were several live snakes - he bent over, wondering if he would fall ill - and suddenly, a burning feeling came from his stomach.

It spread quickly throughout his body, reaching to his fingers and toes. Then, there was a terrible melting feeling, as if the skin all over his body was bubbling like hot wax, which made him lie on the ground panting.

He watched as his hands began to grow in size, his fingers thickened, his nails broadened, and his knuckles bulged out like bolts. His shoulders began to stretch, causing him unbearable pain.

The pinprick-like pain on his forehead told him that the hair was spreading towards his eyebrows.

As his chest expanded, his robe burst, like a bucket breaking its iron hoop, and his feet were painfully squeezed into shoes four sizes too small!

But this pain came suddenly and went away quickly. Suddenly, everything stopped. Harry lay face down on the cold brick floor. He took off his shoes with difficulty and stood up. In this way, becoming Goyle is

Such a feeling.

His big hands trembled and brushed away the hair that blocked his eyes. What he touched was short hair as thick as steel wire, and the low hairline extended to his forehead. At this time, he realized that it was his glasses that made his vision blurry.

It's unclear, because Gore obviously doesn't need glasses.

So he took off his glasses and shouted, "Ron, are you okay?"

Goyle's deep, gruff voice came from his mouth.