Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 68 The First Day

Zhang Qiu saw that Harry had been staring at a book and asked, "Have you found it?"

Harry smiled at Zhang Qiu and said, "Well, there's no need to look for it. Let's go to the library and study this book carefully."

Harry pointed with his wand, and all the books on the floor were rolled into the cabinet. Then, Harry closed the cabinet door and left with Zhang Qiu.

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Zhang Qiu flipped through the book and said, "Are you sure this is the book? It's too dirty!"

"I only know it's this book, but I don't understand why it's so dirty. Maybe another student had read this book in the cupboard before and accidentally spilled ink on it."

"Don't worry about that, just read what's in the book."

Zhang Qiu spread out the book, and the owner was scribbling on it. The font was very small, and she had to look carefully to see what was written.

The owner of the book crossed out some ingredients from the formula in the book and gave annotations below as to why this ingredient is not needed or why it would be better to replace it with a certain medicinal ingredient.

And some pages seem to contain spells written by the owner himself.

Zhang Qiu said in surprise: "If the improvement of potions here is true, then this person must be a real potion genius. He can simplify the potions that have been circulated for so many years. This kind of talent is really too high.

And when he used this book, he was just a student, and he was really curious about who this half-blood prince was."

"It seems that we have something to do during our winter vacation."

"What's the meaning?"

"We can just try the improved medicines recorded in this book one by one."

"But, this is potion preparation that I only started learning in the sixth grade."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just trying to see if there is any loss. Besides, with our IQ, we might be able to succeed easily."

Zhang Qiu ignored Harry's last words and said, "But we don't have the materials!"

"How about just asking the Potions Master?" Harry said casually.

Zhang Qiu said: "You think I don't know that Professor Snape hates you the most. If we want him to give us materials, we might as well go to Diagon Alley and buy them ourselves."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe because we love potions so much, he might let us use his medicinal materials as he pleases."

"I won't believe that such a good thing can happen anyway."

"Then we'll wait and see, but let's copy down this potion note first. This book is really dirty!"

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Harry took three notebooks and three quills, cast a simple copying spell, and the three quills began to write automatically. Lines of words appeared on the white notebooks, faster than human handwriting. Whenever

When the quill ran out of ink, he would automatically dip it in ink and continue writing.

Harry wanted to understand the principle of this and why it would become like this just by casting a spell, but he looked at the quill for a long time and still couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to give up.

Anyway, what I want is the result, not the process.

Zhang Qiu said: "I copied three copies. Whose do they belong to?"

"I, you, uh..."

"And there's that girl named Hermione, right?" Zhang Qiu's tone was flat, and no special emotion could be heard at all.

"Ha, yes."

"Oh!" Zhang Qiu blinked, looking obedient and understanding. But this made Harry sweat even more.

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While the notes were being copied, the two of them were reading.

After more than an hour, three notes were copied at the same time. Harry gave Zhang Qiu one, and then the two of them began to read the potions notes.

The more Harry read it carefully, the more he realized how powerful Snape was.

For example, to extract juice from sleepy beans, the common method is to cut it into slices, but Professor Snape said that more juice will flow out when squeezed.

This seems simple, but almost no one has done it.

Because sleepy beans are very dry and flat beans, everyone thinks that there will be no juice at all when squeezed, so it is better to cut them into slices.

Also, brew the Living Hell Decoction.

This is a very complex potion.

The operating instructions are very complicated, but the note on the side says that when stirring, stir counterclockwise seven times and then stir clockwise. If you keep doing this, you will get the perfect potion soon.

There are many, many improvements to this potion, and Harry decided to read it carefully when doing experiments. He wanted to learn the spells that Snape had made up first, especially the magic spell.

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As Snape's notes particularly emphasized the extremely powerful attack spells used to deal with enemies, Harry was really curious.

He carefully looked at how to release the curse.

He took out his magic wand, focused his attention, and said: "The Divine Edge has no shadow."

More than a dozen golden blades shot out from the wand and slashed to the side.

It was like cutting tofu with a knife. The long table was cut into several parts. Harry reached out and touched the cutouts on the table. It was as if it had been cut by a cutting machine. The cutouts were smooth.

This is just because Harry didn't use it seriously. If he poured more magic power into it, wouldn't it be more powerful?

While Harry was thinking about this, Zhang Qiu picked up the book and stood up to leave.

"Zhang Qiu, where are you going?" Harry asked in confusion.

"I don't want my professors to deduct points for vandalizing public property." Zhang Qiu said as he walked away.

Harry looked at the table that could be declared scrapped and said quickly: "Wait for me."

Not long after the two of them left, a man wearing a black robe and a gloomy face came in.

He was immediately attracted by the table that was broken into several pieces. He walked over, gently touched the edge with his fingers, and then strode away, heading to... the basement.

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Zhang Qiu and Harry ran to the auditorium. After waiting for a while, they found that no one came to them yet, so they were relieved.

"It seems that no one saw that the table was destroyed by us. No, it was destroyed by you." Zhang Qiu said.

"Did you just use the magic recorded in the potion notebook?" Zhang Qiu asked with great interest.

As a wizard, no one can care less about such powerful magic.

"Well, you can also try that Shen Feng Wu Ying." Harry encouraged.

"Do you still want to drag me down?"

"It's okay, I will restore it to like new."

"If it's restored to like new and it's useful for something like this that was destroyed by magic, do you still have to run?"

"Zhang Qiu, did you know? If a girl is too smart, no one will like her."

Zhang Qiu ignored him. She looked at the Half-Blood Prince's notes seriously.

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It was night in a blink of an eye.

After the two had a sumptuous dinner, they walked through the snow on a path dug out of the yard.

"In the evening, after returning to the dormitory, stop reading, do you understand?"

"I know." Zhang Qiu replied.

"Harry, you're here."

The two of them walked to Gryffindor's dormitory.

Harry said: "I don't live in the dormitory. I sleep in Hagrid's cabin these days."

"Why?" Zhang Qiu asked.

Harry smiled awkwardly: "Because I'm the only one left in our dormitory, and I'm scared to be alone..."

"Don't you think this is funny?" Harry thought Zhang Qiu would laugh at him, but unexpectedly Zhang Qiu just said "Oh."

"No!" Zhang Qiu looked a little unnatural when he said this again. He wanted to say something but didn't say it.

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The two walked a few more steps and arrived at Ravenclaw's tower.

"Good night then." Harry said goodbye.

"Yeah." Zhang Qiu nodded and walked towards the corridor.

"Don't forget, let's go build a snowman tomorrow." Harry shouted from behind.

"I know." Zhang Qiu didn't look back.

Harry walked towards Hagrid's hut outside the school.

"Harry!" Zhang Qiu suddenly shouted, with a hint of trembling, looking so weak.

Harry turned his head and saw Zhang Qiu standing in the dark, his figure blurry.

"Good night." Zhang Qiu just said this and got into the lounge.

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Zhang Qiu clenched his wand, entered the dormitory, and got into bed without taking off his clothes. This was a very quiet dormitory, eerily quiet. Like Harry's, there was only one person in this dormitory.

Silence and darkness were not just what Harry was afraid of.

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