Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The night at Forbidden Forest is still so dark and dull, with occasional winds blowing and the leaves rustling.

In the deep depression of Forbidden Forest, it is still a messy look. Countless large and small Acromantula will be in the middle of the Marx coming again, staring at him silently with eight big eyes shining with light.

This is the third time Marx has entered the site of Acromantula since the beginning of the semester. He spent almost the entire summer vacation for the bloodline transformation.

You know, at Blois Fort, in addition to helping Wynie take care of the Rafaelian kiss, most of the free time Marx is doing research in this area.

Fortunately, the research on bloodline transformation is going very well, and I can start my first attempt tonight.

“Aragog, are you ready?” Marx asked calmly.

When Marx came back from France and first came to Forbidden Forest, Aragog and his wife Mosag met with him.

Originally, Mosag didn't agree with it. It was like asking for it to send out its own child.

But when Mosag learned that if Aragog accepted the bloodline transformation, the born child would be stronger and more viable, and it quickly agreed.

In Forbidden Forest, even for the Acromantula population, the survival rate of larvae is not very high. Mosag is always tempered because children are missing and dying. For them, it is too important for children to grow up healthily.

Even so, the "acceptance of wizard transformation" still makes Aragog hesitate.

When Marx asked if Aragog was ready, Aragog was moving around, apparently still worried.

“Reassure, I have said that even if the transformation fails, there will be no problem.” Marx comforted, “At most, I feel very tired and need to rest for a few days.”

The transformation plan Marx chose was to learn from his best potion.

He extracted some of Aragog's body fluids and targeted it to Basilisk's blood. If successful, Aragog may not produce too much change, but its child will fuse some of the magical properties of Basilisk. Go to the characteristics of Acromantula.

However, this kind of bloodline transformation is really difficult. Even if the research process is quite smooth, Marx does not think it will be successful soon.

When Aragog says it is ready, Marx decisively injects the already prepared medicinal liquid into its with the body.

A little bit past, Aragog's state does not seem to change much, it just slowly becomes wilting. From the beginning of the standing, it gradually became a squat on the ground.

"I feel... there is no strength," Aragog said slyly.

"I think the first attempt failed." Marx patted Aragog's leg and took a bottle of potion and handed it to his mouth. "Drink this, then rest for a few more days, and you can quickly recovered."

The failure of the first attempt did not bring too many surprises to Marx, which is normal. What he needs to do is to re-adjust the formula according to the data collected in this attempt, and that's it.

……

The next morning, the sun rose as usual, and the first smattering sun was thrown at Hogwarts, dispelling the silence brought by the night.

Marx got up from the bed, hurriedly washed, and quickly walked to the greenhouse.

Although Wynie was out of school, the things that can take care of those flowers and plants are still going on – there are a lot of potion materials that Marx has planted, and it is a big loss if you accidentally.

If it was in the past, it would have been no one so early, but there is an unexpected guest in the greenhouse today.

"professor?"

As soon as Marx opened the door to the greenhouse, he saw Snape looking at the medicinal herb in the greenhouse.

Snape expressionless pointed nodded to Marx.

Just as Marx was going to do his own thing, he didn't expect Snape to take the initiative.

"Wolfbane potion, what happened?" Snape asked.

“The progress is good, Professor.” Marx hearing this turned and replied, “Although the preparation process is very complicated, there is not much difficulty in pharmacology.”

"Yeah." Snape nodded, and he lowered his head and went to see the medicinal herb.

When Marx saw it, he wanted to continue to retaliate with his own things, but he could change his mind, but he stopped.

"Professor Snape, there is a flower I think you can help me see it?" Marx asked.

He refers to the kind of flowers that Wynie asked him to test in the last semester. After that, Marx continued to check a lot of information, but did not solve the original question.

He thought, maybe Snape, who is a potions grandmaster, would know if he could.

"You should ask Professor Sprout about this kind of problem." Snape looked up and was impatient.

But even if he said this in his mouth, he still came to Marx.

The flowers that Marx tried to grow have grown some stems and leaves. They look ordinary, don't move like other magic plants, and don't suddenly spurt out gas.

It is like a plant of some muggle, just breaking out of the ground and standing quietly there.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is a layer of psychedelic glory on the branches and leaves, and people will stare at it for a long time without knowing it.

At this point, even Snape was recruited.

Marx had to pat Snape's arm and remind him of it.

"You can't stare at those brilliances and it's easy to get stuck," Marx said.

Snape walked away and stood in the field for a moment before he spoke.

"I haven't seen it before, and I don't remember any of the books mentioned in the classics, but it should have a strong psychedelic effect," Snape said seriously. "When they bloom, they must be prepared." ""

Marx immediately nodded.

"...you can ask Prof Sorut again." Snape suggested.

“In fact, I have already asked, she doesn’t know what kind of flower this is,” Marx said. “This is the flower that Miss Blois offers. Although I don’t know where she got it, maybe it’s one. The new varieties cultivated by humans are also unknown."

Snape “hmm”, once again glanced at the plants and walked away.

When he came to the greenhouse this time, he came over and picked some medicinal herbs for use in class. Although he is always cold-faced and doesn't like students asking questions in class, he is always well prepared for teaching.

Snape is a qualified professor of potion, which Dumbledore personally recognized, and his vision has always been seldom made mistakes.

The time before breakfast soon passed, and when Marx Pack finished the tool, he left in a hurry. And Snape, already back in the office when he was halfway through.

After breakfast, the first lesson today is the Defense Against the Dark Arts course by Professor Lupin.

Lu was in the classroom stepping on the ringing tone of the class. He looked at everyone smilingly and put his tattered suitcase on the desk.

His dress was as dilapidated as it was when he came, but it looked healthier than when he was on the train, as if he had eaten a few meals in a solid manner.

"Good morning, everyone," he said. "Please put the books back in your bag. Today is a practical class, just hold the wand."

The class immediately put the book back in the bag, and everyone looked very excited because they had never attended the practice class of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

This sounds really fresh.

"So," Lupin said, when everyone was ready, he said, "Come with me!"

Everyone stood up and followed Lupin out of the classroom.

He led them along the corridor of no one, turned a corner, and went to another corridor. Soon, he stopped and was parked outside the teacher's common room.

"Please go in." Professor Lupin said, open the door and take a step back.

The faculty common room is a long, old-fashioned place full of uncompleted sets of chairs. It looks spacious and has large windows, which makes it always bright.

In the deepest part of the room against the wall, there is a large closet, which shakes from time to time, peng peng hit the wall, it seems to contain something.

"How can I forget that there is still this thing! I knew I should have escaped this class..." Marx shook his head and said, "unless everyone wants to see what Boggart's body looks like."

“Don't worry,” Professor Lupin said calmly, because several students looked nervous. “There is only one Boggart inside.”

“Boggart likes dark, closed spaces,” says Professor Lupin. “The wardrobe, the gap under the bed, the cupboard under the sink—one time I met Boggart in an old clock hidden in the ancestral home.”

"And this one was moved in yesterday afternoon. I asked the headmaster and asked the instructors if they could not alarm it and let my Third Year students have some practical opportunities."

"So, I think everyone should know ahead of time - what is 'Boggart'?" Lupin asked the students.

"It's a deformed creature that sees through your heart and becomes what you fear the most," a Ravenclaw boy replied.

"Yes, that's right, it's correct!" Lupin smiled nodded.

He paused and glanced at Marx, who stood behind him. Suddenly said: "Mr. Mr. MrLorne, I always listen to other professors. You usually have a deeper understanding of some knowledge. Do you know what you want to add?"

Marx looked at Lupin, started talking: "It can't be said to be a supplement. It's just a guess. Boggart is morphing to scare people, perhaps because they feed on human fears, not the self that Wizarding World generally believes. defensive."

"Of course, this is just a guess by some of the Wizard Scholars, but I personally feel that this guess does make sense."

"Yes, this is just a guess, McLorne is right," Lupin nodded said. "But this is a good research topic. It involves a lot of very esoteric knowledge. I hope that everyone can understand it in the future. ”

"Okay, then, I think..."