"Hey, Friedmont, looks like you've met little Potter. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Hagrid walked over, greeted the centaur, and then said to Harry, "Harry, Ron, are you all right?"

"Harry Potter, you're safe now, let's separate here, good luck!" said Flender, turning and leaving.

Hagrid stepped forward and looked at the dead unicorn with sad eyes, and Xiahou was resisting the urge to collect fresh unicorn blood.

Now that the unicorn has been found, the task of several people has been completed, Hagrid wants to bring the unicorn back for burial, and Xiahou is looking at the unicorn with a look full of reluctance.

"You think it's pitiful, don't you?" asked Hermione, seeing Xiahou staring at the unicorn's corpse "affectionately".

"Unicorn horns and fur are good magical materials, it's a shame. Xiahou Zheng didn't hear Hermione's words clearly, so he said what was in his heart.

Hermione was originally a little sad in her heart, but as soon as Xiahou Zheng clearly used unicorns as magic materials came out, she didn't feel any sadness, and she shook off Xiahou Zheng's hand and walked towards the castle.

"What's wrong with her?" said Xiahou, looking at Harry not far away.

"I don't know. Harry shrugged, blank.

"Who knows what she's crazy about?" Ron seemed to be quite prejudiced against Hermione, and then realized that the crazy girl he was talking about might be the person the boy in front of him liked, and immediately changed his words, "I mean, the girl's mind is hard to understand." ”

Xiahou nodded and did not speak.

"Then let's go too!"

Hagrid was not at ease and wanted to send them back, but Xiahou Zheng and they refused, the castle was still very safe, and no one needed to send them.

The next day, after dinner, on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, Xiahou was carrying a bag here, and no one would come here at this time, but Xiahou was looking around carefully in order not to be seen, and after finding that there was indeed no one, Xiahou was walking back and forth three times on that section of the wall, thinking in his heart: "I need a place to make potions! I need a place to make potions・・・・・・

When Xiahou was finishing the third walk, a door appeared on the blank wall, Xiahou was pushing the door open and walked in, inside was a room for making potions, crucibles, iron frames, copper spoons・・・・・・ those who knew it, those who did not know, all kinds of tools, everything.

Xiahou is picking out the things he needs to make potions one by one, although Xiahou Zheng also bought crucibles and other things when he entered school, but those things are not about the quality, but the types are not complete, a first-grade student, how complex will the school teach him to make potions?

After Xiahou was picking out what he needed, he took out all kinds of magic materials and put them one by one in the order he needed.

Some of these things were found by Xiahou Zheng himself, and some of them were found by those professors who were more familiar with him, and when those professors asked what they were going to do, Xiahou Zheng's excuse was to make some health-strengthening potions for his family at the end of the semester as gifts, and those professors also specially instructed them to take a look at them after they finished doing it, Xiahou Zheng knew that they were afraid that the potion would not be made well and bring harm to others, so he said that he would show it to Professor Snape after he finished it, and those professors didn't say anything, and there were some potions that Xiahou was looking for Snape to ask for, although Snape didn't have a good face for the students, but when Xiahou was about to ask for magic materials, Snape just stared at him for a few minutes and gave it to him, but didn't ask him what he was going to do, just asked him to show him when he was ready, if he wasted his materials, Xiahou Zheng would have to accept it.

Fortunately, Xiahou Zheng just wanted to contract an owl, and the materials he wanted were very simple, but if he wanted to contract other powerful creatures, those materials would not be so easy to find.

The same materials were thrown into various containers by Xiahou, and when Xiahou was tired and sweating, he finally boiled out several bottles of different potions, and Xiahou was mixing them with each other in the order of the parchment scroll, and then cautiously poured the dragon's blood from Hagrid.

Taking a few steps back, he looked intently at the test tube, the dragon blood in the test tube began to slowly penetrate the potion without stirring, and the part of the potion that touched the dragon's blood slowly turned purple.

When the last bit of potion turned purple, Xiahou was secretly exclaiming, "It's done."

Then Xiahou was filling the potion in a sturdier and better-sealed bottle and putting it in the bag he brought.

After resting for a while, Xiahou Zheng began to use the remaining potions to make another potion, and when he asked those professors for materials, he asked for more, just to make another potion to make a lie for himself, after all, he had to make a full set of plays!

When Xiahou was walking out of the room of requirement, it was already twelve o'clock outside, and it took Xiahou seven or eight hours to make two potions.

At this time, Xiahou Zheng didn't want to go back to the dormitory, if he was caught by Filch, he would have to deduct points, not to mention, and there would be various punishments.

So Xiahou was waiting for the door of the room to disappear, and walked through it again as before, but this time he wanted a room to rest, and when the door appeared again, Xiahou was walking in.

The next day, in Xiahou Zheng's bedroom, Hulk was locked in a cage, restless "唳~~~~~", Xia Houzheng didn't care what it called, took out his wand and threw it on it in a faint, and then grabbed it out.

Taking out the prepared potion, Xiahou is beginning to draw magic patterns on Hulk's body, and the head of the magic pattern extends towards his body.

When drawing the magic pattern, you need to pay a high degree of concentration, so when the last stroke of the magic pattern is finished, Xiahou is already tired and sweating profusely.

Looking at the painted magic pattern, Xia Hou took a deep breath, pricked his finger, and dripped a drop of blood on the magic pattern on Hulk's head, the blood did not slip off, but extended along the pattern of the magic pattern, when the last bit of texture was covered, the magic pattern on Hulk's body melted into Hulk's body like water.

"This should be a success, right?" Xia Hou was a little puzzled, according to the parchment scroll, the magic pattern was successfully integrated into the body, but after the magic pattern was successful, it could feel its emotions.

Xiahou Zheng woke up Hulk with a magic, and Hulk didn't rush to fly away after waking up this time, nor did he scream, just looked at Xiahouzheng like that.

Xia Houzheng felt that he had not succeeded, so he waved his hand irritably and said, "Okay, let's go play by yourself!"

Hulk flew halfway, and Xiahou was trying to check its body again, so he subconsciously said, "Wait, come back!" and then was surprised to see the usually disobedient owl fly back again, Xiahou was thoughtful.

"Let's go・・・・・・ come back ・・・・・・ give me the quill・・・・・・" Xiahou Zheng tried several times in a row, and found that Hulk did what he said, Xiahou Zheng was sure that the magic pattern was indeed successful at this time, as for why there was no recorded feeling, Xiahou Zheng could only be classified as a living thing, after all, those recorded did not record who had contracted owls.

After making sure that the magic pattern was successful, Xiahou Zheng didn't care about it anymore and let it play by itself.

In Snape's office, Snape was holding Xiahou Zheng's potion, and was teaching him a lot of lessons, when the heat was not mastered well, what materials were put too much, what materials were put less, and so on.

"It's a little bit worse, but I haven't wasted my materials, so let's go out with your things!" said Snape at last.

Although he didn't like Snape's stinky face very much, Xia Houzheng had to admit that Snape was indeed very accomplished in the preparation of potions, and he could see what he had not done well just from the good potions.

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