Chapter Seventy-Three

Before Grindelwald's methods showed results, the final exams arrived. James, who has never been able to get high scores in spell practice, has also scored most of the E's in several magic theory exams for the first time, which is more than a star and a half better than most of the A's last year.

This is thanks to Gale's words: "If you can't even remember these basic knowledge, do you expect to be invincible and brave?" ”

James's IQ has never been low, as can be glimpsed from Snape's memories in the original books - James, who was already in middle school at the time, had already begun to excel in his subjects to attract Lily's attention. Gail just let this happen in advance.

However, Gail found that the best way to deal with a typical Gryffindor lion cub is to use the method of agitation, and try it all the time!

Almost as before leaving school last year, the dormitories were empty overnight, with the wizarding cubs at Hogwarts planning their summer vacations with great interest, while others were worried or anxious.

James had no heart to agree with his good buddy Cyris Limeus to come to Potter Manor for the summer, and of course, he also invited Gail and Seaver and Lily.

Lily clearly refused the matter, saying that her vacation was already full and she had no time. Gale and Seaver could also foresee that after the start of the holiday, their busy schedules would continue unabated, so they could only refuse to visit the estate of Peverell's descendants.

Gail and Seaver didn't even plan to hand over the materials they had given to Iverson and the Malfoy family to the Black and Potter families so early. There is no guarantee that there will be something wrong with Voldemort in advance, so it is undoubtedly the best choice to let them continue to be uninformed for a while.

Exiting Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, Gail and Seaver took Mr. Evans' car back to the neighborhood before saying goodbye to Lily at the intersection.

Grimm Orphanage was relocated a year ago, and it is not known what Dumbledore had done, but the orphanage was taken over by the government, and the government was injected into the private charity to admit school-age children to public schools. The site of the former orphanage is now being rebuilt with the intention of building a department store with the neighborhood as its main customer base.

But for some reason, Spider's End Alley, which was also planned to be rebuilt, has been retained, but the nearby industrial area has begun to move out of the city.

In the basement of 19 Spider's Tail Alley, Gail didn't use his wand, just snapped his fingers, and the floating dust and dirt disappeared.

"We're going to hide it even here?" Seaver felt a little too cautious about Gail's decision, "How could Voldemort come to the slums of ordinary people? ”

Gail walked to the center of the basement and took the herbs and pen for writing ancient magic scripts from the spatial ring, explaining why he insisted on doing so, "Honestly, I wish this could be one of our transit points. That being the case, I don't want any danger to exist. When we can't see it, let's hide it. ”

Seaver didn't say anything more to try to contradict Gail, but put his arm over his chest to show that he didn't want to do it. Truth be told, this house used to be his "home" and should have been the place where he kept the most fond memories. But unfortunately, both Erin and Tobia gave him more harm than love.

Severus at some point preferred it to be destroyed to the point of dregs rather than be hidden and protected. As for the "home", he already has a better one, how can he still have feelings of nostalgia for an empty house that is fake and shoddy, and has a false appearance?

The juice of the mashed herbs soaked into the special pen necessary for writing ancient scripts, and Gail wrote a few scripts on the ground in the middle of the basement.

Gail didn't know if he would be able to do it the first time, so Gail waited almost breathlessly before half a second before the magic was in effect. Fortunately, after the Gaels had practiced the magic script for half a school year, the juice of the herbs changed from floating on the ground to seeping into the cement, and after a fluctuation of magic, the hiding of the house was completed. No one can now find 19 Spider's Tail Alley, not even Gayle, who is the writer, except for Seaver, who is the owner of the house, and those who allow it.

But after Gale finished writing, he didn't even find the house for a second, and he still stood in the basement, seeing everything around him. It can be seen that Seaver agreed with Gael's entry from the beginning.

Seeing that it was done, Gail put away his tools and turned to look at Seaver, who was still with his hands on his chest: "Don't be unhappy, just treat this place as a bus stop, otherwise if someone knows something, we will be meat on the chopping board!" ”

Severus was still not happy.

Gail couldn't help it, wiped his hands on his coat, and slightly cocked his heels to reach for Seaver's face: "Don't always think about those unhappy things! You yourself said that you were not happy when I came in with the principal to look for you that night? We stayed here for nearly two months during the summer vacation of the year, are you happy? The wallpaper is still my new one! I also picked the new sofa! You don't like it? ”

Severus discovers that Gale always has a way of getting himself to agree with him, every time.

So after Prince Manor and Founder's Manor, the hidden 19 Spider Tail Lane has also become one of Gail and Seaver's footholds.

After taking care of Qiē, Gail and Seaver activated the portkey and returned to Prince Manor. Here, they can rest assured that they can contact Grindelwald. If Gale is in the Founder's Manor, he can't afford to guarantee what Grindelwald sees through the two-way mirror and have any guesses - even if they are collaborators, it doesn't mean that Gale is going to expose all the secrets of Qiē to Grindelwald - it's always good to have an extra hole card!

"The rhizomes of Naber grass have paralyzing nerves to werewolves, but they also make their senses more sensitive...... However, without the rhizome of Nabo grass, the magic contained in the potion will also be dissipated during the boiling process, which will make the medicine less effective...... Maybe you can try to refine it separately...... Yes, refine the paralyzing part of the rhizome of Napole grass......" Severus muttered to himself in Prince's potions workshop as he made changes to the recipe inserted in the pine board, making Gale sigh at his spirit of exploration.

At this time, Severus was picking up the Nabow grass with a clamp and placing it on the counter, cutting off the rhizome of the Nabow grass with a silver knife and setting it aside for later use. Gale was in the middle of a spot where he could see Bruce facing the door in the portrait hall, watching Severus operate through a monocular in the portrait.

Gail saw Bruce trying to say something several times, but eventually pursed his lips and remained silent. Under such circumstances, Gail couldn't help but follow the passage into the portrait hall, standing next to the portrait, watching Severus busy in the studio like Bruce.

After looking at it for a while, Gail asked Bruce in the portrait, "Why do you always purse your lips?" Is it that you are not satisfied with Severus? ”

Bruce heard Gail's question, and finally gave Gale a trace of his attention to Severus's movements: "No, it's not dissatisfied. He is only 13 years old now. When he reached my age, such trivial matters of retaining paralysis and removing sensitivity from the senses came almost out of his mouth. ”

"Then why didn't you sue him? You want to sue him, but why keep silent? Gail asked knowingly.

"My father, before handing over the position of head of the family to me, told me that we at Prince were proud not of the methods that had been handed down, but of the creation and improvement of the prescriptions. This is the path he must follow. Bruce glanced at Gail, "When you and Severus were handling medicinal herbs, there were occasional small movements that made me curious about your other teacher. ”

"Another teacher?" Gail didn't expect Bruce to see that Seaver wasn't just learning from him, but a closer look at it would reveal the eyes of a man who was both gifted and diligent in potions, and had been immersed in them for decades.

Bruce was a little unhappy with Gail's fuss, and the wrinkles on his brow became heavier: "I asked the members of the Prince family, and the closest answer surprised me, it was someone I didn't expect. But considering that he never left any portraits, I think you should force yourselves to break some habits. ”

Gail was silent for a while and asked back: "Even if we change these small actions, but the disposal of potions can't deceive people, if someone recognizes it, you know, maybe that pure-blood family keeps the portrait of an ancestor from a thousand years ago and knows about it, then it is also the same upside down, isn't it?" Do we want to completely disuse what we have learned in order to conceal it? ”

"So," Bruce's brow turned expressionless as if it had been ironed by an iron, "I'm assuming you're a Slytherin, don't you even have basic resourcefulness?" Look for excuses when you need them, and make up one if you don't have one. ”

Gail shrugged: "Well, speaking of which, I'm a big fan of a second-hand bookstore in Diagon Alley, where there are always some little surprises waiting for me with books and notes. So it's not surprising that some Potions Master has hidden a notebook to record his knowledge and has been coveted by someone, isn't it? ”

The excuse of "second-hand bookstores" has resurfaced after nearly two years of silence. Gail thought that if the atmosphere in the wizarding world was not so tense now, maybe this event would be on the board, and with it, the second-hand bookstore would become a gathering place for countless gold diggers! The magical life of Gail Green

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Chapter Seventy-Three.