Chapter 45 Love Potion (Please read~)

The range of activities of organisms will not change much when the environment barely changes.

The two-horned beast still appears in those locations.

even…

Harry also found a very fresh pile of feces that had been excreted for no more than a day, enough to follow the smell to find it.

But he didn't take action immediately. Before hunting, he had to be fully prepared.

Gryffindor lounge.

Hermione got up early and saw Harry lying on the table writing quickly: "What are you working on? Is it the homework assigned to you by Professor Flitwick?"

"I'm thinking about the bicorn lure." Harry shook his head.

Hermione sat down: "Have you found them?"

Ron lowered his head, his face turned red, and muttered: "What's wrong with lamb chops!"

"I don't think this is a good thing."

Hermione blushed as she was ridiculed by a group of senior sisters. She took a small bottle of potion and placed it in a slender-necked medicine bottle. It shone with a pearly luster, and a spiral of misty steam lingered around the mouth of the bottle.

Ron paused and looked at Harry: "Hey, I don't think it was a wise choice for you to drug Harry, and you shouldn't say it in front of him."

"And I won't tell the professor."

There is a recipe for a love potion in "Powerful Potion".

They are still confirming which materials can be used.

After doing homework for a while, it’s time for dinner.

Harry nodded.

Hermione was very dissatisfied: "No, it's not food."

"Don't worry." George said easily, "The house elves in the kitchen are all from Hogwarts. Maybe, Harry, you should have noticed? We have all signed contracts with the castle."

"The first period is at nine o'clock, and there is still more than half an hour." Hermione put down her pen, "but it's time to get ready."

Harry waved his hand: "Relax, it has been caught by Professor Flitwick a long time ago, and the matter has been solved."

Hermione discussed with him that girls always know more about the language of flowers than boys.

They soon arrived at the auditorium.

"Carry love potion with you at all times?" Harry looked strange.

Hermione poked her head over. She seemed to have taken a bath last night, and there was a faint scent of mistletoe on her hair.

"Whatever you want, they will give it to you."

"It's just below the auditorium." George introduced, "If you follow the underground corridor, you will find a painting of hanging fruits."

After experiencing the familiar and long-lost "Two points from Harry Potter!" section, the little lions of Gryffindor finally felt like they were back at Hogwarts.

"Yeah." Harry nodded, "I found traces last night, and it looks like there is only one, so I plan to make a bait and set up some traps."

"They all have symbolic meanings." Harry pointed to the words, "Loyalty, love, perseverance..."

Ron never understood: "Who are you going to drug? Him or her?"

The Sorting Hat said confidently: "Of course, our dear Harry does not have such a rich sense of humor."

Hermione explained dryly: "You know, when it comes to love, there will always be witches who will do whatever it takes."

Hermione took a breath and nodded, it made sense.

"Professor Snape, Mr. Weasley, do you plan to consult them?"

"Can we have lamb chops tonight?" Harry added.

The first day of school at Hogwarts is Wednesday.

"oh…"

Harry thought thoughtfully: "But it requires fire ash snake eggs, which is also a forbidden material."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Hermione cheered up, "I can get it. I mean, some senior seniors have this thing in their hands."

Its flower language is more inclined to loyalty and dignity, and more connotes the feelings between the monarch and his ministers.

Ron shivered, and the little chicken nodded like it was pecking at rice.

"House elf!" Hermione exclaimed, "Why is there such a dangerous guy in the castle?"

But for a creature like the bicorn, perhaps the white rose, which symbolizes pure love, is easier to attract.

"I thought of it!" Hermione looked up and exclaimed suddenly on the way to the auditorium.

As expected, the French-fried lamb chops that Ron was most looking forward to appeared on the plate. After chewing three of them, he patted his belly and returned to the lounge with Harry and the others.

Hermione raised her head and looked at him in horror.

"Danger?" The Weasley brothers were stunned.

The little lions and eaglets are sleepy - most of them are just like Ron. They were too excited last night, fell asleep very late, and struggled to get up.

Harry nodded.

"Bicorns like loyal men the most." Harry explained, "They are all qualified and strong, so they won't be able to deal with even a bicorn."

In the afternoon there is a History of Magic class.

"It's a love potion."

"Hey, Harry, you can't do this, he's almost losing!" Fred said in a dissatisfied tone as he picked up the chess pieces.

He seemed to have thought of some extraordinary scene, and his expression became ferocious.

"Thank you." Harry took it and stuffed it into the Sorting Hat.

Ron suddenly understood and patted his thigh: "But why do you need to use love potion? Oh, Harry, you can't..."

"Just reach out and scratch the pear, and it will open the kitchen door for you." Fred followed, grabbed the chess piece, and tried to stuff it into George's mouth. This was their bet, while adding, "Inside

The house elves are very welcoming.”

George pretended not to hear what he said and ran over quickly: "You want to know where the kitchen is?"

"That's it!" Hermione gritted her teeth, "Bicorn, have you forgotten Harry's trial?"

Lily is actually not suitable.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"Harry, you also said yesterday that you wanted to eat French food."

On the parchment, the names of the two people written first attracted attention.

"When we are at the castle, we are their masters."

That’s how it turns out…

"You can even Apparate in Hogwarts."

Red roses symbolize passionate love.

The hat retracted its tip and hummed a cheerful tune. It was fearless - it was hanging on Harry's waist, and he didn't believe that Ron could still take revenge on him.

"You can use them with confidence."

She was too worried that another elf like Dobby would appear.

Harry closed the note: "I set your alarm clock forward by an hour. Didn't you always say that you were not energetic when you woke up in the morning? Are you feeling better now?"

"Especially when you two are together..."

Until half past eight.

Hermione looks very difficult to deal with today.

"George." Harry waved to the two people playing wizard chess by the fireplace, "Do you know where the kitchen is?"

"Unicorn hair, rose, lily..." Hermione read the words under her name, a little confused, "these ingredients don't seem to have the same medicinal properties?"

"Why would Miss Granger say that?" George was a little confused. "I don't think I have ever seen any book that says they are dangerous?"

Ron looked at the group of senior students who were whispering and looking over from time to time, and was a little curious: "Hermione, what reason did you use..."

George's face was also serious: "I suggest you tell the professor that their apparation is very annoying."

"But Professor Snape will most likely try to stuff a bezoar into my head." Harry spread his hands, "Mr. Weasley is also very busy, so I can't bother him."

Ron panicked, crawled and ran out of the dormitory: "It's over, it's over, Harry didn't call me, he's late——"

"Many of my letters have been confiscated!"

"That's false love..." Harry frowned.

"No, not for Harry!" Hermione blushed and gave Ron a vicious look.
To be continued...