Chapter 411: Giving Face
Peter Pettigrew, most famously, betrayed Harry's father, James Potter.
But those who are attentive enough will find that in addition to this, Peter has another important skill, and that is to make potions.
In Harry Potter IV Goblet of Fire, it was Peter who used his father's bones, servants' flesh, and enemy blood to create a potion that brought Voldemort back to life.
Although the potion was completed under the guidance of Voldemort, it also showed from the side that Peter's potions attainments were very high, after all, mud could not support the wall.
"What do you want!" Wang Xu walked quickly to the weapon rack, opened the box containing the sniper rifle, and saw a gray-haired mouse walking inside.
Grabbing the mouse, Wang Xu threw him to the ground with the chirping of the mouse, and ordered: "Become a human, worm tail!" β
Swish!!
Peter did not dare not listen, and soon became human on the ground.
Wang Xu grabbed him by the collar and picked him up, and asked, "Are you a high-level potions master, or a master?" β
"A high-level potions master, the top high-level potions master, is only one step away from the master level!" Peter replied without thinking, then looked at him with a wincing gaze, and pleaded, "Please, don't hurt me, don't hand me over to Dumbledore, you can let me do whatever I want, please, please." β
At this time, Wormtail didn't know that Dumbledore was dead, and he was very afraid that Wang Xu would hand him over to Dumbledore.
Wang Xu didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he suddenly let go of his hand, took out a bottle of lucky water from the drawer, and asked, "Can you make a master-level potion?" β
Peter shook his head again and again, not knowing what Wang Xu wanted to ask.
Wang Xu sighed, Peter really can't do it, that's right, if he were a potions master, he wouldn't have such a low status by Voldemort's side.
Soon Wang Xu recovered, put the lucky water in his hand on the seat, and said, "If I give you countless materials, so that you can prepare potions regardless of losses, can you break through to become a potions master?" β
"Thisβ" Peter rolled his gaze, looked at the lucky water on the table, and nodded repeatedly, "I can, I can do it." β
"You're lying!" Wang Xu interrupted Peter's words and frowned: "It seems that if I don't give you some means, you won't tell the truth." β
Wang Xu opened the drawer, looked inside, took out a bottle of truth elixir and threw it to Peter.
"Drink it."
Peter swallowed and foamed, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, opened the cap and drank it.
In the next second, the truth potion fell to the ground, and Peter staggered back again and again, and sat on the ground with a blank look in his eyes.
Wang Xu tilted his head and looked at him twice, and asked, "If I give you countless materials, so that you can prepare potions regardless of losses, can you break through to become a potions master?" β
"No," Peter quickly replied with a blank look.
Hearing that it really couldn't, Wang Xu touched his chin and said, "Then why did you say you could?" β
"I want to make myself look more valuable, I'm afraid you'll give me to Dumbledore."
The truth vomiting agent is a sharp weapon for torture to extract confessions, and under the effect of the truth vomiting agent, Peter knows everything and is very clean and neat.
"Why can't you, can't you practice more?"
"No, I don't have that high talent, I can only be a high-level potions master for the rest of my life, just like there are many great magicians in the world, and there are few who can compare to Dumbledore and Voldemort. It seems that a high-level potions master is only one step away from the master, but in fact, this is a process of qualitative change, not a level that can be achieved by practice, and diligence cannot make up for talent. β
Hearing Peter's words, Wang Xu was a little worried, it turned out that the difference between a high-level potion master and a master was so big, no wonder there were only five master-level potions masters in the entire British wizarding world, it seemed that it was not for nothing.
Sitting on a chair and lighting a cigarette, Wang Xu twitched while tapping his fingers on the table.
After a few minutes of silence, he threw away the cigarette in his hand and stood up from his chair: "In the wizarding world, who do you think is likely to break through to the Potions Master?" β
Peter replied with a blank look and no emotion, "Hermione Granger!" β
"Are you sure?" Hearing Hermione's name, surprise flashed in Wang Xu's eyes.
Peter replied without reservation, "Hermione Granger, the most gifted Potions apprentice I've ever seen, was able to make Polyjuice Potion in her second year, a potion that is recognized only by a high-level Potions master, and I think she will become a Potions Master." β
When Hermione was in her second year, she used Polyjuice Potion to become two of Draco's henchmen, asking Draco about the secrets of the Chamber of Secrets.
Peter Pettigrew, who was still a rat at Ron's hands at the time, was still working under his nose until he was exposed when he was seen through his whereabouts in the fourth grade, and he was arguably the Death Eater who knew the main trio best.
"yes, our Miss Jack-of-all-trades, how did I forget about her, the movie says she's very good at potions." Wang Xu's eyes flickered, and he looked at Peter Pettigrew on the ground, and the corners of his mouth slowly showed a smile.
Gryffindor Lounge...
"Good evening, Professor Wang." The ghost of Gryffindor, Nick, who was almost headless, walked through the wall and greeted Wang Xu with a smile.
Wang Xu nodded and answered, and soon came to the door of Gryffindor's bedroom, and said to the portrait of the fat lady guarding the door: "Password, fennel cereal." β
Crunch!!
The door to Gryffindor's bedroom opened, and Wang Xu walked in with his head down.
It's been a busy day, and with the interrogation of Peter, by the time he came to Gryffindor to find Hermione, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
At this time, there are usually a lot of young wizards playing cards in the public rest of Gryffindor, and they won't go to bed until 12 o'clock.
Today is different, Wang Xu walked into the common room and saw that except for the fire of the fireplace, there was no one in the lounge.
Obviously, Dumbledore's death and the school's withdrawal turmoil have affected the normal operation of the house, and even this group of Gryffindor lions, who are not afraid of heaven and earth, have returned to bed early to rest.
"Knock knock..."
Walking to the room with Hermione's name written on it, Wang Xu knocked on the door gently.
"Who?"
There was a question behind the door, and soon the door was opened.
Wang Xu looked up and saw Hermione holding a book in her hand, her eyes were slightly red, and she had obviously cried just now.
"Professor, why are you here?" Seeing that it was Wang Xu, Hermione asked confusedly.
Wang Xu pointed to the room and said with a smile: "I have something to look for you, is it convenient for me to go in?" β
"Thisβ" Hermione hesitated for a moment before nodding her head and moving out of the door.
Walking in behind Hermione, Wang Xu casually closed the door and looked at the little girl's boudoir.
Gryffindor's dormitory is usually occupied by five people, and Hermione has four roommates.
However, after Wang Xu walked in, all he saw was the empty bed, only a group photo of five little girls standing together at the head of Hermione's bed, silently telling the past of this dormitory.
"Lavender and Parvati have changed schools, Sally and Lily have taken leave and haven't come, and I'm the only one left." Hermione sat at the head of the bed and placed her book on the seat.
Wang Xu nodded slightly, and before he could say anything, he noticed that next to Hermione's quilt, there was a hollow white corset.
Subconsciously, he glanced at Hermione's chest with his gaze, swearing to God, it was really not intentional, it was completely out of rhythm by this corset.
In sight, Hermione was wearing a black sweater, and two small bumps stood proudly on her chest.
"Professor, is there anything wrong with you?" Women are sensitive to their chests, and Hermione spoke coldly, clasping her hands in front of her chest.
Wang Xu was embarrassed for a while, took out a box from his pocket, and put it on the desk in front of Hermione: "Look at it yourself." β
Hermione held one hand to her chest and the other to reach for the box on the desk.
After trying, one hand couldn't open the box at all, and Hermione bit her lower lip and could only let her hands move together.
With the movement of the hand, the sweater is inevitably driven.
In an instant, Wang Xu saw that the two small dots on Hermione's chest became bigger under the friction of the sweater, if it was only a slight bulge before, now it was like a peanut stuffed in it.
"Don't look at indecent things!" Wang Xu hurriedly lowered his head, he couldn't look at what he shouldn't see.
Hermione glanced up at Wang Xu, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly opened the box.
"Mouse?" There was a mouse lying in the box, and Hermione frowned slightly as she watched.
Unlike ordinary little girls, Hermione is not afraid of mice, but she doesn't like it, and she doesn't understand what Wang Xu means.
Looking at it again, Hermione's gaze became solemn, and she said with questions, "Peter Pettigrew? β
"Yes, Peter Pettigrew, the main driver of Voldemort's return, the man who betrayed Harry's parents." Wang Xu pointed to the box and said with a smile: "He is yours now." β
"Great, Harry has tried to catch him countless times, but unfortunately he hasn't succeeded, so that's great news!" Hermione was so excited that she forgot that she was not wearing underwear and stood up excitedly.
Wang Xu is a decent gentleman, he never sees a woman and can't walk, but he doesn't look at free things, but he can't help but glance twice.
The happy Hermione, not noticing that she was gone, quickly closed the box and said gratefully, "Professor, I thank you for Harry, you are really amazing." β
Speaking of this, Hermione suddenly thought of her situation, and the roots of her ears quickly turned red.
Holding her chest and turning around, she took off her coat from the hanger and quickly draped it on herself, blushing and not daring to look at Wang Xu's eyes.
Wang Xu knew that the little girl was shy, and he was not a bubble girl this time, so he immediately changed the topic and said: "Hermione, I heard from others that you did well in Potions class, and you mastered the preparation method of compound decoction in the second grade, and prepared a qualified compound decoction, right?" β
Hermione didn't speak, nodding imperceptibly.
The smile on Wang Xu's face was even stronger, as if Grandma Wolf had tricked Little Red Riding Hat, and whispered: "I have opened a potions shop outside, and there is still a shortage of potions masters, if you have the idea of working part-time, I think you may be able to try." In return, if you sign a twenty-year contract with me, I can guarantee that your parents will not be threatened by Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and no one will embarrass them. β
"Really?"
"Of course, Tom is a good talker, and I'll talk to him about it. He'll give me face. β