Chapter 166: Your Imagination Is Rich!
Gregory the Sycophant was an active wizard in the Middle Ages, as well as a master of potions.
People call him sycophant because of a potion invented by Gregory, the Gregory Flatterer, that makes the person who gave him the potion think that the person who gave him the potion was his best friend.
Gregory is said to have thus slowly gained the trust of King Richard I (who had been King of England from 1189-1199) and eventually gained his fortune.
Unfortunately, the history of magic is not clearly documented, and no clues have been found about Gregory since he disappeared after he took the king's fortune.
The magic potion that made others easily believe in themselves has also not appeared, and until now, no one has figured out the formula of the potion.
Countless potions masters pondered, but they couldn't make a potion with the same effect.
It was as if it had also been taken to the grave by the mysterious Gregory.
In honor of the Potions Master, Hogwarts installed a large stone statue of Gregory on the sixth floor of the castle.
However, Gregory could never have dreamed that hundreds of years after his death, something like this would happen in the corridor dedicated to his memory.
Now, the walls on both sides of this narrow corridor are covered with colorful slogans, some of which are constantly emitting fluorescence, which is very conspicuous in the early morning corridor.
On the ceiling of the canopy hung a long banner depicting a middle-aged wizard with greasy hair.
He had an exaggerated hooked nose and a pained expression on his face as he was hit in the back of the head by a Bludger.
On the next banner, he slammed another Bludger into the door, knocking even the conspicuous hooked nose down.
Is this still a comic strip?
William looked at this banner and couldn't laugh out loud, whose idea was this!!
Terry or the Weasley brothers' idea?
If you think about it carefully, all three of them are batsmen, and they are all suspected of committing crimes.
I have to say, it's really a coincidence.
Do good batsmen need to be these energetic people?
There is some truth to this, for example, the batsman's duty is to make trouble, so to speak, the player who plays pranks on the field.
I don't know if Ravenclaw faces Gryffindor in the future, will the three of them have a dog brain.
I don't know if Terry can win with a one-on-two, William can't help but worry about Terry's Quidditch future, if memory serves, the Weasley brothers are quite tacit.
His gaze shifted to the left and right, looking at the signs on both sides, which must have been made of the juice of a giant snail, and William guessed in his heart that he could feel a strange smell in the air.
The Chameleon is a magical animal from Africa that looks like a giant snail in appearance, and they are very slow and not too threatening to wizards.
The magic of this creature is that with every hour that passes, the color of their body changes, and twenty-four different colors appear over the course of the day.
Wherever they crawl, they leave behind slime of the same color as their bodies, which is the best magic dye.
And, without some special magic, it will never fade.
These creatures are also bred in large numbers by wizards because of their unique racial characteristics, whether in Europe or the Americas, and most of the dyes used by the top clothing brands in the wizarding world come from this magical creature.
In addition, the creature is also very popular in the pet market, and wizards who used to have a bit of a sore egg keep the giant snails for years just to figure out how many colors they make.
But this guy finally gave up, because the color-changing giant snail can deform too many colors, some of which are even very small differences.
At Hogwarts, young wizards are not allowed to use chameleon snails as pets, as their slime can be extremely corrosive if not treated.
For safety reasons, it is not suitable for young wizards to keep as pets.
I don't know where they got it.
He looked at the slogans again, and apart from the slightly surprising William with the juice of the chameleon-changing snail, all that remained was a vicious verbal attack on Snape.
From the point of view of William's previous life, a strong-blooded Zuan man in his twenties, there was really nothing new about these things.
But soon, William felt that he was wrong,
At the end of the hallway, next to the stone statue of Gregory the sycophant, a new one appeared.
It was a crudely made stone statue, with a head of hair that can only be seen by imagination, and a face that was so rough that it was difficult to see the facial features.
However, the obvious hooked nose was a clear hint of a Potions professor.
If you look at the level of subtlety, it can be said to be worthless compared to the lifelike statue of Gregory next to it.
However, if you want to talk about creativity, or if you want to hit the soul, it is definitely the statue in front of you who wins by a big score.
From William's point of view, the statue in front of him hung upside down in the sky with its head down and feet up, and only those who knew magic could see at a glance that he had been spoofed with an upside-down golden bell.
His mouth was large, as if it were growling, and his trademark hooked nose was a hint of, no, a certain Hogwarts professor.
When William saw this, he couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth anymore and clutched his stomach and laughed.
Because the most wonderful thing about the whole statue is not in the figure or the hooked nose, but on it.
Terry: They thoughtfully added the amazing design of the stripped pants to the statue, as well as the little thing inside the pants.
Don't say it, their ideas are quite nuanced.
I don't know who came up with the idea, or if it was a strange feeling when I used Transfiguration to conjure that thing. William thought with a wicked look that he felt that Terry and the Weasley brothers had met too late.
Looking at this crude transfiguration, William's mind couldn't help but think of the three of them scratching their ears and cheeks here with their wands waving their wands last night.
It's so much fun.
Just as William stopped to watch in this corridor, feeling the brilliant imagination of Terry and the others, Snape's gnashing of teeth suddenly came from behind him.
"Wilhelm Friedrich! Finally let me catch you! ”
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