Three days later, in the morning, Lawrence came back from his thought mode for a moment, he found himself mechanically chewing bread, he blinked, picked up the pumpkin juice on the table and took a sip, he turned his head to look at the twins who were reading the newspaper on the side, and began to process the memories of the past three days, and then he couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of juice, which startled the twins on the side,

"Hey—what are you doing?" Fred asked embarrassedly, he was closer to Lawrence, and the pumpkin juice was almost blocked by him,

"Oh, you're normal?" George said, looking at Fred gloatingly,

"Oh, accident—" Lawrence said with a laugh,

"I think Lawrence has just finished recalling these three days." George shrewdly said,

"yes," Lawrence said sarcastically with a wave of his wand to clean up the pumpkin juice, "and seeing you selling your teammates."

"Oh, accident—" Fred grinned, repeating what Lawrence had said not long ago,

"It was an accident," said George, "we didn't expect the girl to react so quickly."

"There's so much more you didn't expect, I've been thinking—" Lawrence said, his mind drifting off into the distance, in the diary

"Today the students are working on potions, and I think they're trying out some weird combinations,

My students have never lacked the spirit of daring to try, but I think they will be in vain this time.

Because I feel that the potions in the cauldron are not very stable, I think I have some more things to deal with later.

I hope there won't be too many accidents......

"Lawrence—" George shouted, leaving a trance-like Lawrence stunned,

"We've been calling you," Fred said, "what are you thinking?"

"What do you think? Oh, I mean, how come you aren't Ravenclaw?" Lawrence began to trance, "Ravenclaw's diary mentions that many of her students like to experiment with strange potions......

"Any potion recipe is the result of a researcher's time-consuming research, and it is extremely precious.

But I think the future of these students is even more precious, until they can protect themselves from experimental accidents.

I've forbidden them to continue trying to study the strange material reactions.

I think they also understood the dangers of unknown experiments, and they all stopped those strange experiments.'"

"Lawrence—" George pulled Lawrence back from his thoughts again,

"Why do you seem to be still in your thought mode?" Fred frowned,

"This time it's different," Lawrence touched his nose, "Last time I came to the conclusion that if you don't understand, don't think about it, this time I always feel like I'm almost touching the answer, but I feel like it's still that far off."

"Okay, but I guess you don't have to be in a trance." Fred shrugged, "Don't forget that you're going to be taking someone around Hogsmeade on Sunday."

"I'll try to- by the way, what would you do if someone told you to stop working on those strange products because of the dangers of experimentation?" Lawrence asked casually,

"Of course, we will continue to research—" the twins said in unison,

"Well, I'll take back the preface, you two are Gryffindors." Lawrence said.

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"Hogsmeade Station, where we start and leave the campus to catch a ride back to London." Lawrence said,

"Why don't you build it in style? Our Beauxbatons buildings are always new and shiny." Fleur frowned at the small, dimly lit platform, and they walked towards the village,

"The Wizard Costume Store has a lot of interesting socks, and robes are more normal." Lawrence said,

"They have a branch in Paris, too," said Fleur, flicking her hair as if to drive away some ridiculous thought, "the robes are okay, but the socks are horrible."

"Jokowi's magic joke shop has a lot of interesting merchandise, and of course, since we've developed some products, we've been there more to add some less common ingredients." Lawrence said,

"I don't like prank products that smell disgusting or annoying teacups—" Fleur said, Lawrence guessing she was talking about big dung bombs or nose-biting teacups,

But maybe there will be more indelible handwriting in the future? Thinking of Fred and George's unexpected inventions, Lawrence silently added in his heart,

"The Literati's Quill Shop," said Lawrence, "used to be the Owl Post Office, and at the end of the street were the shops of Devis and Bans, where they sold many useful tools—"

"That's?" Fleur pointed to a teahouse and asked,

"That's Lady Padiv's teahouse." Lawrence said briefly, "By the way, if you're looking for something sweet, Duke Honey's Candy is a good choice—"

"I can't think of it, candy is too calorie-high, and so is the food at Hogwarts, and I don't like it—it gets fat," Fleur said critically, looking at Lady Padiv's teahouse with interest, "I heard your friend named Diggory say that teahouse is good?" Shall we go have a drink?"

"If you're in the mood for a drink, I'd recommend Three Broomsticks," Lawrence said, "and if you're looking for a glimpse of history, head to the Pig's Head Bar on the corner of the street, which is said to be the headquarters of the 1612 Goblin Rebellion."

"Okay, listen to you." Fleur shook her hair and said,

So they came to the Three Broomsticks Bar, Lawrence went to buy wine, Fleur found an empty table against the wall and sat down, her appearance made the boys around them move very strangely, they began to subconsciously tidy up their appearance, and some of them even missed the drink, but still smirked in the direction of Fleur,

Fred, George, Ron, and Lee. Jordan was sitting in the bar, and the twins were smirking at Lawrence. Jordan gave a big thumbs up, Ron looked at Fleur a little blankly, he almost pushed the bottle off the table, but fortunately George caught the bottle quickly,

"Lawrence, your charming female companion has increased my workload—" said Lady Rosmerta with a reproachful look, for Lawrence and the twins often used the secret passage to buy drinks and go back to parties, so they were already acquainted with Lady Rosemerta,

"I'm sorry, ma'am." Lawrence helplessly,

"She's one of those guests from Hogwarts, right?" Ms. Rosmerta smiled and asked,

"She's a student of Beauxbatons." Lawrence said, "I'm one of the warriors like me."

"Well, it's not easy," said Miss Rothmerta with a smile, "in every way, it's not easy—I think I'm going to give you something special."

Miss Rothmerta went to the back, and then quickly came back, took the bottle, and she carefully poured two glasses, then magically sealed the bottle, and placed the two glasses on the plate, which Lawrence could only recognize as red wine.

"I don't think the friend from France will be disappointed with this wine." Miss Rosmerta blinked, "This is my treasure—"

"I'm not used to drinking it, ma'am." Lawrence joked, "And I don't think I can afford to drink."

"I asked for these two glasses, and I don't know if anyone said that you were more slippery than Fred and George combined," Ms. Rosmerta laughed, and she took out two more bottles of butterbeer and pushed them onto the plate, "These two bottles will be charged, four sicos, pay quickly." (Note 1)

"It's a lot warmer here, isn't it?" Lawrence walked over to Fleur with the drinks, and he asked,

"I don't usually come to this kind of small bar, it's too small and crowded, and the wine—oh—" Fleur grumbled halfway through, and she picked up her glass and was stunned, then she savored it, and looked at Lawrence as he drank the drink from the glass with a reproachful look.

"I can't believe you're drinking it like that—" Fleur shook her head, her blue eyes blinking, causing a cracking sound around her - many people dropped bottles to the floor, and others began to "click" to take pictures, which Lawrence recognized as the photographer who appeared on the day of the wand detection, Rita. Skeeter was on the sidelines, and both of them seemed to be drunk, Rita. Skeeter walked out of the three-broom bar brandishing her crocodile leather bag, and the drunken photographer had no choice but to give up on photographing Fleur and follow out.

"Annoying two," Fleur frowned, "I've seen the report, she misspelled my name, and it's almost always a picture of the little boy—"

"I'm glad my name and photo didn't show up, I don't like to be watched." Lawrence shrugged, he opened the cap of the Butterbeer bottle, and some foam gushed out of the bottle, which made him stunned,

"A lot of girls are looking at you, aren't you paying attention? Flacca said with a smile, she pointed to the door of the three broomsticks, Hermione smiled at Lawrence with some embarrassment, and then walked to the counter to buy a drink, Lawrence suddenly had the feeling that someone from Hermione seemed to be walking towards the empty seat in the corner, Lawrence frowned, this feeling grew stronger, something passed by their table?

"Harry?" Lawrence asked tentatively, and then he heard a distinct stamping of feet and a rapid inhalation,

"The little boy?" Fleur frowned, he looked around, but he didn't see anyone,

"It's me, I don't want people to see it—" Harry's voice was muffled through the invisibility cloak, and he whispered in a voice that Fleur couldn't hear,

"I know, it's just—uh—I don't mean anything else—" Lawrence replied, knowing that Harry had begun to move silently to the corner seat again, and Hermione had walked over with a drink and sat down,

"I didn't see the little boy." Fleur shook her head in confusion,

Lawrence closed his eyes and didn't answer her question, he knew that the three boys at the next table, they were stunned to see Fleur, they didn't notice that their drinks were no longer foamy, despite facing away from the corner of the bar, but Lawrence knew that Hermione handed the butterbeer to Harry, who was hiding under the cloak, and he took a big sip, and his lips were all butterbeer foam,

"The students couldn't be idle, so I opened a new project for them.

The materials in many formulations are very precious, and finding alternative materials is also one of the important research topics.

On this day, I sat in my seat with my eyes closed and pretended to rest, and I knew that some bubbles began to bubble up from the bottom of their cauldron,

I silently counted, and when the seventh bubble popped up, I knew that their experiment had failed again, and those bubbles contained the essence of potions,

That's not supposed to happen, when they come to the surface of the potion, it will lose most of its effect.

It's not that easy to find the right alternative material, and I think it will give them enough experience to experiment during their studies."

Lawrence had a vague feeling that perhaps he had a more peculiar ability than "hearing" and "seeing".

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Author's words: It seems that I am going to shoot the bachelor's uniform today...... I'm going to go to sleep when I'm done with this......

After a few details, I suddenly realized that maybe I had a bias,

I think maybe most people will be unhappy with this result? (Thinking)

I'm also curious, does anyone know which of the three female candidates I'm prefering? (laughs)

Whoop, yes,

The wand's gradual power to seal is due to two lies, one in volume three and one in volume four, and the lies in volume three are related to volume one.

Even I almost forgot about the pen, all kinds of sweat.

In the next chapter, should, maybe, probably, probably, have the opportunity to move on to the first task, right?

Note 1: Butterbeer prices refer to the price of the three of them when Harry went to the Pig's Head Bar in Episode 5.

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