Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 834: Happy powder

"Oh, children, hello. I’m Elder Walper, a writer. As you may know, my last work has received a lot of attention... In fact, it’s called "Blood Brother: My Life Between Vampires" is a story about vampires written from my own perspective..."

As for the "maybe you know" that the other party said, Harry just wanted to reply "I don't know" now. Of course, the human sophistication brought to him as he grows older also made him understand that being so straightforward is always bad.

However, the little Mr. Walper pushed the small round glasses on the bridge of his nose. His face was still tired, but his spirit was quite good. He just continued to speak without stopping.

"...Yes, in fact, the main thing in the book is Blood Ni, and he is the protagonist of my work. I only intend to write something more everyday, but who knows that Blood Ni’s life is comparable Interesting, I found a lot of thought-provoking places from his plainness..."

Walper turned his head as he was talking, and was about to introduce his good friend, the vampire Schonny, but saw that the guy with dark circles had been attracted by a group of female students.

"Blood Ni, don't move!"

Seeing the light of hunger in the vampire's eyes, he was about to stand up, and Walper immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"Don't you want to apply to join the Vampire Tolerance Association? Then bear with me, otherwise I can't recommend it for you..."

He whispered, when he saw a house elf passing by holding a silver tray, he took a piece of fire crab snail meat burrito from inside and stuffed it into Xuenyi's hand.

"Here, let's eat a burrito to cushion your hunger."

When Slughorn, who was standing on the side, looked enthusiastically to Bloody, Walper turned his head back and continued to Hermione and the others:

"Where did you go? Oh, forget, I actually have one more question... Professor Slughorn said, you know that Mr. Maca McLean very well?"

As this was a question, Walper's talk finally stopped, which made Harry secretly relieved. He didn't expect that he would have a day tired of listening to people.

"Yes, we and Maca are both friends..."

But when Hermione heard it, she immediately interrupted him by speaking out.

"Ah, I don't think I can actually say that--" she interrupted, "Professor McLean's experience, you must know Mr. Walper, so you are interested in him. But believe you too. Can you understand, how can ordinary people like him leave too many traces in a wonderful life like him?"

"So, it's a pity... We used to be classmates before, but now we have a teacher-student relationship with him. Other than that..."

Hermione didn't finish her words, but she also said everything that should be said. Obviously, she has never had a very good impression of these guys holding pens, and sometimes it is better to keep as good as possible.

"Oh, is that so?" Wupperton sighed lightly. "Actually, I wanted to write an autobiography so far for Mr. McLean... a young wizard like him, three in his life. It’s not an exaggeration to fax three self-fax in each stage."

In the middle of the conversation, he shook his head regretfully.

"At the moment, the two generations of the Dark Lord have fallen into his hands. This is the best time to record the first stage of his life! The qualifications for writing the latter two parts are inferior to me. The writer will definitely not be able to get it, and it will be the first one..."

At this moment, Slughorn, who had just been observing the vampire's interest in burrito, suddenly approached him again and patted Volple on the shoulder with his hand.

"Don't worry! This time McLean responded to me. He will be there in a while... At that time, you can go and talk to him in person!" The fat old man said happily, "As long as you are like just now To be honest, plus I will help you with two good things, I think he might still give this opportunity to you!"

Even Slughorn, who wants to exaggerate everything, didn’t dare to pack his votes in this matter. Instead, he used the wording "possibly" to leave a way out for himself. It can be seen that he The certainty is really not too much.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's talk about it when McLean comes!"

The old man waved his hand, holding down the topic for the time being, and then put his hand into the pocket inside the robe.

"Walper, and Mr. Bloodney—have the effect passed? Have you started to feel sleepy?"

As he spoke, he took out his hand, and then drew out a palm-sized dark potion bottle, and then looked at them two expectantly.

"Oh, yes," Walper rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I didn't think it just now, but now that you say that, I feel a little tired..."

The Mr. Vampire sitting not far away heard the words and nodded, then put the last bite of the burrito dough into his mouth and chewed absently.

"Really?"

When Slughorn saw this, he took out a pocket watch from his chest, and the cover opened with a crisp response.

"Well, fifteen minutes... almost as expected."

After that, he pulled out the cork of the potion bottle, poured out some irregularly granular white powder from it, and handed it to Walpur.

"Want to have something more?"

"Of course!"

Walper immediately swept the crushed particles into the palm of his hand, then raised his head and patted them all into his mouth.

It takes about three or four seconds!

I saw his eyes widened suddenly, and the tiredness on his face disappeared. The slightly ruddy appearance of his cheeks made people intuitively feel what is called "excellence".

"Huh—" Vople said with great spirit, "This feeling is really great! As expected of Professor Slughorn, this effect can be said to be many times stronger than any refreshing agent. , And it can also make the human body experience an unprecedented sense of happiness!"

The fat old man Slughorn gave Walpur first, and then he gave the vampire **** a little too. When he turned to Harry and others...

"Would you like to try it? I can guarantee that it will make you have more fun at this dance party."

However, just as Harry and the others hesitated, the moment Slughorn was eager to try again, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side.

"Let me see."

Everyone was taken aback, and then they turned around and looked over.

"Maca?"

They saw that Maca, who suddenly emerged from everyone's side, didn't speak, but just put the potion bottle under the nose and sniffed it lightly.

"Professor Slughorn, don't you tell me...this is your good idea?"

"Uh, right? What's the matter?"

Slughorn looked at Maca and asked in a rather puzzled way.

Maca grabbed the medicine bottle in his hand and waved helplessly:

"Um...Professor Slughorn, let's talk about it in another place!"

So, among the inexplicable faces of Harry and the others, Maca and the old man walked to the other corner together. Immediately afterwards, Maca raised his hand and shook the potion bottle in his hand, with a hint of puzzlement in his expression.

"Professor, hasn't the market for this herb not long ago disappeared? Where did you get it?"

Maca remembered that this magical plant he had learned in some documents hundreds of years ago was said to be able to take away the sleep of others and accumulate it.

But Maca still remembers that this thing was originally very rare and of little use. As a result, no wizard has ever thought about planting and training in the past, and no one has ever seen it before unknowingly.

"This was given to me by a student of mine. She works in an Irish herbal plantation base... In fact, I mentioned in my reply that I did not expect that child..."

Speaking of this, it naturally scratched Slughorn's itch again. When he talked about the process of getting sleepweed, he still seemed faintly proud.

"Oh, is it?"

Maca was also helpless at this old man's point, but he quickly ignored the slight ostentation in the other party's words, and corrected Slughorn when he was about to talk about the wrong topic. Come back~IndoMTL.com~ But I think you should also understand that the effect of this thing is to save sleep, right? Do you want everyone to fall asleep afterwards? "

"Oh, don’t you conceal your flaws!" Slughorn waved his hand, "Tomorrow there will be a full day off! Wouldn’t it be good to change the time to today? Not to mention, I’ll add more Something..."

"Chef flower juice can make people happy," Maca immediately grabbed the conversation, "I'm just about to say this! Because I have used it to make some things before, so I don't think it can be Frequent use...it will make the user less and less sensitive to happy things."

Finally, he shook his hand directly:

"In short, you should change your mind individually-then there will be other guests. If you use this thing, I am worried that they will come together to protest our poisoning!"

Just after Maca finished speaking, even the voice hadn't even landed yet, but he heard a small commotion suddenly sounded behind him.

"You...yes! It's you...your life will be shrouded in bad luck, and the danger is constantly trying to get you close..."

He and Slughorn turned their heads together, and soon found the source of the commotion in everyone's sights-it turned out that Professor Trelawney was making predictions and divination.

Listening to the divination professor's voice, Maca knew that this woman was fooling around again. After all, he had seen Trelawney's true prophecy with his own eyes, and the voice that seemed like a male or a female but not a male or a female was quite unique.

"Professor Slughorn," he watched an alien sorceress frightened by the weird prophecy, and could not help but sighed, "I think...you have enough for this prom." Lively."

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