The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

"How about it, are you confident in making this potion?" Erwin looked at Hermione with encouraging eyes.

After all, this is his "niece" in name. As an elder, of course, he cannot undermine the confidence of the younger generation.

"I think it should be okay..." Hermione, who had always been strong, actually lacked confidence.

"Don't be too stressed. You have many opportunities. It doesn't matter if you fail." Erwin looked to the other side, "Has Malfoy caused any trouble for you these days?"

Hearing the name of Malfoy's classmate, Ron looked at Harry with a funny look.

"Stop telling disgusting jokes like that," Harry said angrily.

"What's so disgusting? Love is such a beautiful thing!" Ron laughed weirdly.

"So, everyone now thinks that Malfoy makes things difficult for Harry because he likes him?" Melanie said in a very interested tone.

As the screenwriter of Panty Party, she was certainly very curious about its subsequent impact.

"No," Ron always seemed a little uncomfortable when talking to pretty girls, "Actually, everyone knows it's just a joke, but it's really fun, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's very interesting." Melanie smiled.

"That's enough," Harry lamented.

"Having said that, if Malfoy really has some feelings for you, maybe it's a good thing." Hermione said objectively and fairly: "This means you don't have to worry about the Quidditch match tomorrow."

"Is there actually a Quidditch match tomorrow? Time flies so fast." Erwin said casually.

"You actually just knew that?" Ron looked at him in shock.

"Should I know?" Erwin was confused.

"If you want to unite other students, you'd better pay attention to group activities like this." Melanie whispered to Erwin.

She knew he had such an intention, otherwise he wouldn't have distributed simple alarm rings to Muggle-born wizards last time.

"Sorry, I've been busy with things lately, so I forgot about it." Erwin responded quickly, "Tomorrow is Gryffindor versus Slytherin?"

Hogwarts prohibits armed conflicts between students, so the outcome of the Quidditch match is very meaningful.

"Yes, everyone in the Slytherin team now has a Nimbus 2001. Their advantage is too great." Hermione said.

"I don't think it's a big problem." Erwin shrugged, "After all, it still depends on the Seeker."

A group of half-grown children have very limited time to train. Even if they can't compete with the brooms, there is basically no chance of a 150-point difference in a game. That's fifteen goals.

If it weren't for the fact that goals scored would also be counted into the academy's total score, Erwin felt that the other team members might as well have a barbecue party together on the court, where everyone was enjoying themselves while making skewers and watching the two seekers flying in the sky.

Of course, he would not express such thoughts, because essentially he did not intend to participate in Quidditch. No matter how outrageous the rules of this sport were, they would not affect him. There was no need to express his opinions to prove that he was better than others.

clever.

"Yes, Harry is under a lot of pressure." Hermione looked at him with pity.

After chatting for a while, Hermione began to urge Harry and Ron to write a paper on the history of magic.

"You have to hand in your homework on Monday! You have to watch the game again tomorrow! You only have one day left on Sunday! I don't understand how you have the confidence to do nothing here!"

"Can you please stop saying such cruel things before the Quidditch match?" Ron lamented, "At least wait until tomorrow."

"Are you going to graduate and go home directly after tomorrow without having to do homework?" Hermione glared at him, feeling that this guy was really unreasonable.

Erwin has no interest in participating in their kind of... "flirting". They bicker with each other, discuss emotional gossip, and look forward to group activities. This is how normal twelve-year-old boys and girls study boringly.

Find some fun in life.

These three people at least still have some sense of crisis, while the panic caused by the rumors of the secret room has almost dissipated for the other students. They do not need to know that there was a deadly creature in Hogwarts.

Like ordinary people in regular society, most wizards actually do not have much ability to deal with danger. They need a stable and safe overall environment, and this requires someone to carry the burden in secret.

The typical example is Dumbledore, and Erwin felt that he also had a tendency to develop in this direction.

He left the lounge, walked along the steps to the door of the fourth grade boys' dormitory, and knocked lightly.

The door opened, and a red-haired head popped out, "Erwin? What's the matter?" George Weasley, who had already put on his pajamas, asked.

There is a Quidditch match tomorrow, and Professor Dumbledore may attend. There is a very simple way to know in advance whether he has returned.

"Borrow the Marauder's Map, buddy," Erwin said.

Of course, Dumbledore could easily block detection on the Marauder's Map, but as the headmaster, he would not say that he still needed to impose an anti-detection spell on himself in his own school.

George looked around for a moment and said, "Come in and talk."

Erwin followed him and walked in. I have to say that the boys' dormitory gave people a very similar feeling. Fred and Lee Jordan were playing cards. There were a lot of messy things, various snacks, and herbal medicines piled on the two brothers' beds.

, glassware, very strange combination.

George noticed Erwin's gaze, "Fred and I are trying to make some funny toys ourselves. We are a little tired of the ones from Zuko's Joke Shop...here, the Marauder's Map."

They have long regarded Erwin as one of their own.

Erwin took the map and said, "Funny toy? Any results?"

"So far I just made some stinky gummy candies and changed the color of Felipe's fireworks."

"Okay." Erwin praised.

Being able to transform magical knowledge into actual products is a rare thing, even if it is just a funny toy. These two people are quite talented.

Erwin opened the Marauder's Map and looked at the principal's office, but didn't see any names.

It seems that I can only see the principal until Christmas.

…

In Dean Slytherin's office, Severus Snape looked at Eisner Mantovani in front of him, with a stern light in his black eyes.

Although the instigator of the underpants party has been punished and deprived of his prefect position, as a high-level wizard, Snape certainly would not fail to see the abnormality in this.

Brother Malfoy and his two followers came from a wizarding family. Considering their backgrounds, an explanation must be given as soon as possible. Therefore, Eisner, who was not from a distinguished background, was directly identified as being mainly responsible, but this matter could be

This is not the end of the story.

Eisner confessed to purchasing medicinal materials and refining hallucinogens, but Snape discovered something unusual after only a brief interrogation. When asked about some details, the student could not answer them at all.

.

But he wasn't lying. Even if he was fed some truth serum, he still said the same thing, which means he was telling the truth.

But the problem is that truth does not represent the truth, which is why truth serum is often not very effective. Users will only tell the truth they believe, and this fact may itself be fallacy or falsehood.

of.

Then the only solution that can be taken is...

"Don't resist, Eisner." Snape's voice was emotionless.

Eisner looked pale, but he did not dare to avoid the wand pointed at his head, so he could only close his eyes.

"Legilimency."

This spell and Veritaserum cannot be used on Malfoy, but there is no problem at all on Eisner. It is impossible for a student with no background to resist his professor.

All the memories of this student were unfolded to Snape like a book, and anomalies soon appeared. Certain pages of the book were forcibly torn out, and then were forcibly filled in with new content.

"As expected." Snape sneered.

The method of the person who modified his memory was very rough and direct, without much skill, but strangely, the method was very clean and neat, leaving no trace that could be used to deduce his identity.

The only thing we can know is that the other party has done research on potions and knows the detailed preparation process of hallucinogens. He may be a senior student.

The memories of Malfoy and his two followers must have been in the same situation, being forcibly modified, and these stupid kids couldn't even notice it.

Snape ended his Legilimency, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. Although he did not have much fondness for these students, Slytherin was his college, and he could not accept the reputation of the college being damaged.

"Which students have you had conflicts with?" he asked.

The pale Eisner was stunned for a moment, and then said a few names in confusion.

Snape noted that these students who were about to graduate were naturally the most suspicious, especially Gryffindor.

"You can leave." He said to Eisner again: "Although the position of prefect cannot be given to you anymore, there will be no other punishments."

Eisner was stunned, and his eyes suddenly felt moist.

As expected, the dean still sympathizes with me.

"Why don't you leave quickly?" Snape waved his hand impatiently.

In his opinion, most of the people in Slytherin College now are idiots, but the degree of stupidity varies, and this Eisner can still tolerate it, otherwise he would not be allowed to be a prefect, since this pitiful

The insect is also a victim, so there is no need for him to bear too much responsibility.

But he still has to be punished for his stupidity and incompetence. Having his memory modified means that he was completely controlled by a certain student, which is really embarrassing.

As the head of Slytherin, Snape naturally wanted to maintain justice, at least what he thought was justice.

Of course, he thought that most of the Slytherin students were idiots, while most of the students in the other three houses were almost pigs in his opinion. Snape had never seen him among the students since he took up the teaching post.

A truly outstanding person.

Not to mention the level of Dumbledore and the Dark Lord, there is not even one who can compare with him and his mortal enemy back then.

Even the pretentious Hermione Granger, her excellence was limited to the excellence of books, and the outstanding figures of their time had already begun to question textbooks and create their own spells at this age. His sworn enemies even

In the third grade, he taught himself to become an Animagus.

Is it because the magical bloodline is inevitably getting thinner? Snape thought thoughtfully.