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Harry's voice pulled Field back from the shock, and the Slytherin collection seemed unremarkable, but everything was incredibly valuable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is a magic potion, a lost potion, this bottle is a finished product, as long as twenty milligrams will more than double your magic power, and it is a permanent effect, of course a person can only drink it once in a lifetime, more is useless. There are at least 4 servings of potions here. Field said.

"Oh, I remember, Hermione was still muttering about this potion in our ears when I was looking through your books, I heard that it has been lost, and all the potions that can be found on the market now are found from ancient ruins, and Hermione complains that no wonder the elves are always so keen to excavate the pyramids of Egypt. Harry looked at the potion in amazement.

"Yes, the wizards of Egypt were the first to discover the finished products or materials of the enchantment potion in the pyramids, the pyramids of Egypt were originally built by wizards with magic, 2600 years ago, how could the Muggles have that kind of technology to build such a building, only magic has such power, the pharaohs of ancient Egypt are actually wizards or descendants of wizards, they rule the Muggles of Egypt, enjoy the power, collect those rare potions and materials, and when they die, they will mummify their corpses in anticipation of resurrection。 Remember the book Hermione read some time ago in order to find clues to the basilisk "Encyclopedia of Dark Magic Creatures", the middle record of the Yin corpse is borrowed from the way to make mummies, of course, the Yin corpse cannot be as powerful as the mummy, the really successful mummy, but it is much more powerful than the fire dragon, and many of the weird curse magic have been lost. Field said with interest.

"What about these things, Field, do you need to give them to Professor Dumbledore? Harry's breath was a little short, too.

"Of course not, or how would we explain what happened before, and the key, you must know that it was the compensation that Slytherin promised me. Field took three test tubes from his backpack and gave twenty milligrams of the enchantment potion each, an excited Harry and a silent Cedric.

"Cheers—" Field looked up and drank the potion in his hand. It doesn't smell like it's going to expire (I don't know if it's going to expire,) and the body doesn't feel anything, and it takes two to three years for the effects of the potion to kick in.

"Drink, what are you doing—" Field saw that Cedric had already drunk the potion of enchantment, while Harry was in a daze with the test tube.

"Oh, hehe," Harry smirked, tilting his head and finishing the potion.

"I don't feel anything, and I don't feel like I'm burning," Harry muttered.

"Come on, Harry, Thieves of the Seven Seas is fantasy, you can't take anything seriously. "Field pressed his head a little speechless, in his novel, there is a plot where the protagonist drinks the 'brute potion' when the storm comes, and then drags the pirate ship ashore with his bare hands, and Field depicts the feeling of drinking the 'brute cow potion' as the feeling of burning all over.

"What about the rest?" Cedric asked, gesturing to the one that was left in Field's hand.

"Harry, if you're okay, I'll take care of the rest, how about it?" said Field.

"Of course, that's what Slytherin promised you. Harry said nonchalantly, he didn't have any family, so he didn't particularly care about anything that was going to be of great value.

"Then it's time for us to divide the spoils, ([email protected]/*