Chapter 188

But in general, the plan went smoothly. He used Marvolo to set a trap for Voldemort and the Prime Minister:

Because Harry was no longer a Horcrux, Voldemort would only resonate with Marvolo, so he would focus his attack on Privet Drive and collide with the Homeland Security Agency, which was on alert;

This would not only restrict Voldemort and prevent him from running around to avoid causing panic throughout the UK, but also force the Prime Minister and Parliament to divert their attention, allowing the Ministry of Magic to produce magical items while breathing.

The atmosphere at the Dursleys was very dull. Vernon held a double-barreled shotgun and said nothing, while Petunia began to shuffle clothes.

But Harry was heartless and happy to death. When he sent Nietzsche away, he hugged him hard. I'm afraid he was already imagining how to play with his godfather Black and Lupin next.

"Great! This is definitely my best summer vacation!" said Harry.

Marvolo stood aside with his chest puffed out and his head tilted, his hands in his pockets, but he waited for a long time but didn't get Harry's thanks, so he had a sour face.

"What about me? The person you should really thank is me. Warm reminder, Dumbledore has already thanked you."

"Thank you for what, thank you for almost killing Ginny?" Harry turned his head away and put away his smile instantly, "You said that we are even, so... so don't think I will thank you."

Nietzsche covered his forehead in pain. It was Riddle and Dumbledore at the beginning, and now it is Marvolo and Harry.

"Don't say that, he is Mrs. Hudson's little expert now~" Nietzsche laughed.

"Let me make it clear first, I'm not afraid of a Muggle!" Marvolo straightened his tie and said with his head held high, "Since Mrs. Hudson is not afraid of magic, then I will naturally thank her for taking me in, unlike someone who doesn't know how to be grateful."

It's bad, he seems to really think he is a good thing.

"Really? With your character, wouldn't you use magic in exchange?" Harry's eyes became sharp.

"Potter, Muggles are willing to let me use magic, which is mutually beneficial. It is very laborious for ordinary people to clean up chores. I am not like you who only use magic to retaliate against others. If I were you, I would use magic to improve the Dursleys."

"It's not your turn to teach me how to do things! Villain!"

"You are so real, like a fool."

Nietzsche, who was holding a cat, was sandwiched between the two, but this was different from the quarrel between the Dursleys. Instead, he liked this feeling very much and was happy to listen to the two enemies who had crossed paths since the second grade.

Snape stood silently behind the three people, and the evening sunset stretched his shadow very long and tall.

It's really strange, it's obviously noisy, but it unexpectedly makes people feel calm...

Chapter 294 The Secret of the Full Moon Potion

Harry didn't have anything to do anyway, so he followed Nietzsche and others to the small empty house on Wisteria Road. He sat down on the loose sofa and watched Professor Snape check the potion equipment.

Potions... Harry never liked this class, but now it's different. Those boring steps look so interesting now.

"The ingredients of wolfsbane potion are aconite, morning dew, moonstone... By the way, remove those soothing agents from the list of ingredients." Snape gave instructions while adding water to the crucible.

As the only living potion master in the magic world, Severus Snape was not in a hurry to check. When faced with a new potion without any ingredients, his first step was to figure it out from the root.

This is the safest way, because their only clue is "catalysis", so first remove the ingredients used to soothe the spirit or for healing potions.

"Why don't you make wolfsbane potion directly?" Harry said curiously, "Since Voldemort can use poison to make werewolves transform in advance, why not just use wolfsbane potion to suppress the effect of the poison."

Snape sniffed and squinted at the other party with disdain, as if he smelled the fishy smell of a giant monster's saliva.

"Potter, I never doubt that your wooden head can be activated. First of all, the ingredients of the wolfsbane potion are only used to suppress, while the full moon poison satisfies the conditions for the werewolf transformation. These are two different things... the latter draws out the wolfsbane."

"So what?" Harry was still confused.

Well, Nietzsche admitted that his dean was very kind to allow Harry to pass the exams every year.

"If we can imitate the full moon potion, we can crack it and come up with the antidote for wolfsbane." He explained.

Every poison has an antidote, and the wolfsbane potion has not been considered a "solution" since its invention, but only a "suppression", just like Remus Lupin in the third grade will still transform every month, but will retain human rationality.

No one knows why wolfsbane is drawn out during the full moon, so the antidote to the poison is the antidote to wolfsbane.

The full moon potion... sounds beautiful, but it is very deadly to werewolves.

Although Nietzsche's potion knowledge was not as good as Hermione's, it could be classified as excellent. Together with Marvolo Sisyphus, who had once been Riddle, the two quickly sorted out a long list.

Remove the demulcents, and circle out some ingredients that would cause intense activity during the production process:

Horn of the horn, horn venom, angelica, lobar venom...

"Colorless...odorless...the dosage required for the full moon potion is not much, and the water quality will not change." Snape unscrewed the water bottle that the werewolf had drunk, observed for a while and continued, "Maybe the ingredients of deodorant will be used."

But this method is too low-level. Adding ingredients to remove odors to the potion may directly reduce the potion's effect by half or even contact it.

This involves an obscure knowledge point in potion science-the odor of many potions comes from the original ingredients of the potion itself. If the odor is removed, it will directly cause the original ingredients to lose their effect, so the taste can only be improved.

"Voldemort will not make such a low-level mistake." Nietzsche shook his head, "The werewolf drank the water before going on stage, and the time difference was within 2 hours, so it is impossible to contain this ingredient."

In addition to the requirement of colorlessness, they also ruled out ingredients related to animal offal.

However, this is just the beginning. You should know that there are more than a dozen ingredients, and the random combinations can be as high as hundreds or thousands. Even Snape was in trouble and was forced to return to reality from the glory of "saving werewolves".

The ingredients used for experiments on the table were all obtained by Nietzsche, but they had no idea where to start.

"But what's next?" Harry scratched his head and said in annoyance, "We can't try one by one, right? If you ask me, it's better to let Marvolo go to Voldemort's brain to take a look."

"Crazy, let's not talk about whether we have so much time, the ingredients alone are a huge amount of money!" Snape shook his head and said.

Combining them one by one is impossible... Nietzsche suddenly remembered the experience of taking potions class at Hogwarts. At that time, he used logical reasoning to reverse the joy potion and resolved Snape's difficulties.

Yes, the purpose of each raw material is traceable, and he can reverse the deduction.

"Thank you so much for Professor Snape's challenge!" Nietzsche excitedly grabbed the paper and pen, wrote and drew on it like a madman, and muttered, "Werewolf is crazy... rational... transparent, plant rhizomes..."

What are they worried about?

It's like a math problem. The answer is already there. You just need to work hard in the argumentation process.

Werewolves will lose their sanity due to wolfsbane when they transform at the full moon, which means mental disorder, and a small leaf of lovage can make people crazy, irritable, and even cause brain damage in more serious cases;

Of course, transparent potions will not contain animal livers in the ingredients, most of which are plant juices or insects, and the plant ingredient that can be combined with lovage is belladonna...

Nietzsche's mind was in a mess, and those clues became flickering pictures and were projected into his brain.

Wormwood infusion? That is the material of the water of life and death, which may make people's sanity sleep; two-ear grass, it is also possible, it is an important ingredient in the polyjuice potion to establish a connection with the 'transformed person'.

As the scribbled words on the notes gradually increased, Snape's eyes became more shocked.

"Yes, it's possible... Reverse deduction is interesting..." The professor turned and glared at Harry, scolding, "What are you doing standing here? Chop everything up!"

They needed to try several ingredients, and then Snape asked Harry to help chop the lovage, press the berries into juice with the side of the knife, or grind them into powder...

Only when the steps reached the last few steps would Snape push Harry away and put his wand in to stir.

The step of 'stirring' is the most important. Even if Muggles can perfectly replicate the previous steps, they will fail because of this last step... because they can't bring out the magic of the ingredients.

The flame went out, and Nietzsche looked into the crucible through the steam and found that it was a translucent purple.

He used a dropper to draw a few drops into the measuring cup filled with clean water, but the water did not dilute the color, which also meant failure.

"It's useless, change another batch!" Snape frowned slightly, "Maybe the right amount is wrong."

But the next few times still didn't work. Although Nietzsche knew that this could not be done in one day, he still doubted his judgment after nearly ten consecutive failures.

The sun slowly set, Harry and Marvolo left one after another, leaving only Snape who insisted on trying again and again at the round table.

"No... There can't be something wrong with the ingredients." He muttered to himself.

"Take a break first, and continue tomorrow." Nietzsche yawned, waved his wand to turn off the lights, and helped the professor away from the table.

Since the experiment, Snape has not moved his feet, so that his walking posture is very stiff. He was supported by Nietzsche and fell on the sofa, muttering the steps of the failed potion.

"Is there something missing?" Snape lay on the sofa, staring at the dark ceiling in a daze.

"What do you think is missing?" Nietzsche closed his eyes and couldn't sleep either.

"I don't know... but I always feel that when the magic in the ingredients is exerted, there is something missing to seduce the wolfsbane..."

"Voldemort won't go to the moon and take some lunar soil, right? He may not even know where the Muggle rocket is."

Nietzsche suddenly remembered that Professor Snape grew up in the wizarding world, and was about to explain the space agency, but the other party's snoring made him give up the idea of ​​explaining... The professor overworked his brain and fell asleep a long time ago.

He sighed, and couldn't sleep, so he simply re-deduce it in his mind.

In this quiet space, all the surrounding sounds seem to be amplified - the clock is ticking, Crookshanks is sharpening his claws again, the wind is blowing the bushes, and someone is knocking on the window... .

Wait, knock on the window?

Nietzsche gently moved to the floor-to-ceiling window and slowly opened the curtains with his wand. As long as it was an enemy, he could immediately counterattack.

However, when he saw the figure squatting by the wall clearly, he instantly dropped his guard. It was Hermione. She was wearing a pair of plush slippers and pajamas, hiding behind the bushes to avoid being discovered.

"Hey, my parents just fell asleep~" Hermione said seriously, "Don't let them know about this!"

Chapter 295 Hermione: I am the goddess of luck

"Keep it down, Professor Snape just fell asleep..." Nietzsche opened the door happily.

There was no light in the house, and the dry evening wind blew away the clouds. The curtains were opened like a heavy city door, allowing the silver moonlight to leave a beam of light in the living room.

At this time, there were several movements on the sofa. Nietzsche and Hermione turned around nervously and found that Professor Snape just turned his back and faced inside.

"I thought you were asleep." The girl breathed a sigh of relief, then stood on tiptoe slightly, hooked his chin with her fingers and said, "But it seems like you can't make time, or I'd better come at another time... "

After entering the door, Hermione pounced forward, and Nietzsche took a few steps back and leaned on the round table in the center of the hall.

Their chests were pressed together in a very graceful posture. Because Hermione was almost pressing her weight forward, Nietzsche had to hold the edge of the table with both hands, but in this way, he fell completely passive.

Perhaps due to the emotions between them, Nietzsche could feel the heat of the carved vial filled with blood through his clothes, followed by a series of magical reactions:

His and Hermione's magic was merging back and forth into each other's bodies, as if they were lying on the beach and being washed over and over again by the warm water.

When the opponent's fingertips touched his cheek, he could clearly feel the itching sensation as if it were being scratched by brown curly hair.

"Don't worry, we're not in school. No points will be deducted even if we are caught." Nietzsche lowered his voice and said.

Although he said so, he still stared at Professor Snape sleeping against the wall of the living room. As long as the other person yawned, turned around, or got up to drink a glass of water, he could see that he was acting absurdly under the moonlight. of two people.

However, in the midst of worry and tension, there is always a little excitement squeezed out...

Nietzsche: I am indeed ill.

"Really? Then why wouldn't you say something like this when you were at my house?" Hermione rolled her eyes.

"This is different, you will be 'expelled'." Nietzsche said glibly, "Principal Granger is very strict. If his ears hear the noise of night walks, there is nothing I can do about it."

So Hermione pecked him like a dragonfly, and said with a smile: "You know what's going on."

Since she was here, and Nietzsche didn't want to have lip marks all over his face the next morning, he held her wrist and turned around to introduce his 'experimental progress' and magic potion deduction theory, but he was quickly stunned. Lived.

There is only moonlight in the room, so anything slightly shiny will stand out:

The water bottle wrapped in vacuum bubbles emitted a little bit of fluorescence... as if the liquid inside was absorbing moonlight.

No wonder, this rented house was used by Nietzsche to observe the Dursleys and make potions. In order to prevent others from being discovered... He was so stupid. Of course he couldn't see it in the daytime, because wolfsbane would be affected by the full moon. 'Give birth.

Nietzsche suddenly thought of Professor Snape's murmur before going to bed: 'Something is missing. ’

"It's moonlight!" Nietzsche and Hermione said in unison.

He was so excited that he didn't care whether the movement would wake up the professor, so he hugged Hermione's left cheek and gave it a slap, but that didn't work. He looked at the girl's blank face and stamped his right cheek again.

Well, it's symmetrical and comfortable...

"I understand, I understand everything." Nietzsche ignored her shy look, and only saw the bottle of poison-mixed water that emitted a dim blue light. "Hermione, you came at the right time. !”

Maybe other girls will inevitably have some emotions when they see their boyfriend suddenly losing sight of them, but Hermione won't. She actually thinks Nietzsche's excitement because he found the clue is quite... quite cute?

She wiped the drool off her face and said with a smile, "You have to admit something."

"What?"

"I am your lucky lady."

(???w??)??

Of course Nietzsche did not deny this. If Hermione didn't knock on the window secretly at night and sneak out impatiently, then he might still stay in the dead end for a while.

Therefore, in response to Hermione's smugness, if he just said nothing...if he didn't say anything, that would be acquiescence.

"Is there any magic potion that can absorb moonlight or requires moonlight?" Nietzsche asked another key question, "The eyes of the Moon-Crazy Beast?"

Animals like the Moon Crazy Beast always have an inexplicable obsession with the moon. They will stand upright on their hind legs and dance like humans under the moonlight, leaving some weird patterns on the ground.

For example, the crop circles that fascinate Muggles were created by the Moon-Crazy Beast using its Bigfoot.

"It's an eel's eyeball." Hermione lowered her head and thought for a while, then continued, "Let me think about it... maybe it is to place the crucible under the bright moonlight and stand it in the eel's eye."