"Narcissus root powder, wormwood infusion, sleepy bean, valerian root, manju sawa ......"

"What kind of potion is this Manju Sahua? How I haven't heard of it. ”

In the alchemy room in the magic suitcase, Clark and Hermione stood in front of a large marble platform, the magic lamp above their heads casting a snow-white light, illuminating their eyes as bright as day.

On the countertop, a large book spread out, with dense letters written and all kinds of dynamic pictures, was the "Potion of Power" that Clark and the others borrowed from the library.

There are pictures of plant materials, processing methods, and operation processes in the book, but the most striking thing is the wide, dark, and black river that does not know its beginning or end.

On both sides of the river, the brilliant red flowers can be described as all over the mountains, red as blood, forming a stark contrast to the black river.

Clark pointed to the red flower on the picture and said, "You see, this is Manju Sahua, a magical plant transliterated from the Buddhist scriptures of the East, also known as the Flower of the Other Shore, the Ghost Flower." ”

"It is rumored that these flowers only grow on the roads on both sides of the River Styx, and their fragrance has a special magical power that can soothe the spirits of the undead passing by."

It was the first time Hermione had heard this, so she asked curiously, "Since it's a flower that grows on both sides of the River Styx, how do we get it?" ”

Clark smiled, "That's just a legendary story, in reality, even in the Muggle world, there are such flowers. ”

"Of course, if we want to refine the potion of the water of the Styx, the Manju Sawa we need must come from the transcendent materials in the secret realm, and only this magical plant has the magical effect of calming the ghosts.

However, the secret realm that produced Manzhu Sawa is now far away in the east, although I have already arranged for someone to purchase it, but this time back and forth, plus looking for a way, it will take more than 20 days.

Therefore, we will have to wait a while longer before we can actually start refining the waters of Styx. ”

"Then we can only practice our hands by boiling the Living Hell Potion first."

Hermione sighed, quickly picked herself up again, and began to read another book called Advanced Potions Making.

This is the fifth-grade Potions textbook that Clark borrowed from Percy, and it is naturally more esoteric and complex than the second-grade content they are learning now.

However, Clark and Hermione are not vegetarians, and as the two smartest young wizards in the second year, they still stumble to get started while comparing the books.

While the two were immersed in refining potions, the fourth issue of the Hogwarts Magazine arrived, and this time, Clarke's article about Quidditch made headlines.

In the article, Harry is praised for successfully completing the mission under difficult circumstances and capturing the Golden Snitch, and a lot of ink is put into it.

The confrontation between Savior, Quidditch, Gryffindor and the Slytherins, coupled with the thrilling and twists and turns of the game, successfully awakened the memories of adult wizards who graduated from Hogwarts for many years.

This also led to a record high sales of the magazine, which was reflected in the magazine's company, that is, the smiles on the faces of several employees were brighter.

Of course, Clarke, as their boss, naturally earns more, but for his rich net worth, this is only a small goal.

With the passage of time, the fifth and sixth issues of the Hogwarts School Magazine were also released as scheduled, and the affairs of the magazine were completely on the right track.

……

"As of today, the number of subscribers to the Hogwarts Magazine has exceeded 8,000, but the number of new subscribers per day is decreasing day by day, and the number of subscriptions is starting to stabilize."

"According to your request, the magazine has recruited an intern reporter from each of the other three colleges, do you think when you have time to meet them again, and there is also the training of newcomers, how to deal with it?"

Percy, dressed in a brand new wizard's robe, stood in front of Clark, flipped through the notepad in his hand, and reported to his cousin one by one.

Clark looked at him until he had finished speaking before speaking.

"Cousin Percy, I invited you here to be the deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine, and besides, we have known each other for so many years, so we don't need to be so formal."

These kind words softened Percy's rigid face a little, but he still said in the tone of the report just now: "Public is public, private is private, although the magazine is small, but it has all kinds of organs, and there must be rules." ”

Clark could only shake his head helplessly when he saw Percy like this, but he was familiar with his cousin's temperament and quickly found a way to deal with the situation

"Cousin, you have said that public is public, private is private, and this official matter does not have to affect private feelings.

After you graduate, you are going to enter the Ministry of Magic, and if you pay too much attention to personal feelings and have no bottom line, people will despise you and doubt your business ability.

And if it is too official, it seems a little stereotyped, unpopular, and gradually alienated, so the degree in the middle needs to be well grasped and exercised. ”

Percy listened intently to Clark's words, not daring to miss a word.

Compared with his unobtrusive little brothers, he is the one who is determined to achieve something in his political career, and he is the one who can best see the importance of the Hogwarts School Magazine.

So after hesitating for a while, he let go of the indifferent face problem and took the initiative to find Clark.

And in the face of this cousin who turned against his family because of his utilitarianism in the original book, Clark also wanted to pull him, after all, this society is a circle.

In his plan, he will not develop into politics, so it is still necessary to have some of his own people in the Ministry of Magic.

Looking at several of his relatives, Ron was still a reckless child; The two brothers, George and Fred, were fed up with the hard times and only wanted to make a lot of money; So Percy can still be edified.

But under his upright and kind uncle, his cousin had not learned any really useful political tools.

So the two hit it off.

Clark recruited her to the school magazine as an associate editor to help Hermione with some of the complicated tasks so that she could devote more energy to her studies.

Percy, on the other hand, used the experience of working in the school magazine to accumulate his political capital, so that after graduation, he could get a better position in the British Ministry of Magic.

Don't underestimate the position of deputy editor-in-chief of this small school magazine, the larger the company or institution, the more concerned about the past experience of job seekers.

That's a filter, and how good you are and how powerful you are, it's just words.

Especially some students who have just left school, those who are recruiting, will not pay a price to enable you based on your words.

But with special experiences, it's different, especially some verifiable, credible experiences and honors, which are evidence of your excellence, which can add a lot of points and take your start-up to the next level.

Moreover, Percy is now a sixth-year student, and when he graduates, Hermione, who is in the fourth grade, will be more mature and will be able to fully control the entire magazine and complete the orderly handover of power.

As it turned out, Clark's decision was not wrong, and as soon as Percy took office, he swept away the loose state of Hermione's management.

He is a male, and he is the prefect of Gryffindor, and in the face of junior wizards such as Colin and Ginny, he naturally has a certain superiority in his identity, and it is easier to manage than Hermione.

In addition, he has been planning to exercise his management ability before, and now he has made a small test, but in just a few weeks, the entire school magazine has been put in order, and various rules and regulations have been fully established and implemented.

Of course, he also has shortcomings, the management skills he learns are too rigid, and he is a little less humane, which also makes the part-time little guys below complain.

Clark could only make some nudges on him from time to time.

Fortunately, he was not deeply trapped in the lust for power at this time, and coupled with Clark's successful experience, Percy could still listen to him.

Of course, he devoted more of his energy to learning how to refine the waters of the Styx with Hermione.

And so it came December.

In the second week, after the Transfiguration class ended, Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, kept the young wizards behind as usual and began to collect a list of students who were going to stay on campus for Christmas.

Harry, of course, signed the list, he didn't want to go back to his indifferent aunt's house at Christmas, wouldn't the Hogwarts Christmas dinner be delicious.

Like him, Ron also decided to stay in school, and in addition to him, Fred, George, Ginny, and Percy all decided to stay instead of going to Egypt with the Weasleys to visit Bill.

They had only been to Romania last Christmas, and naturally they could not favor one over the other son, who was thousands of miles away from home.

As for Clark, the Manju Sawa Flower purchased from the Far East has finally arrived, and he and Hermione are eager to refine the water of the River Styx, and they have unanimously decided to stay at the school for Christmas.

When Clark woke up from his sleep in the dead of night, through the cracks in the draperies around the bed, he saw white snowflakes drifting through the windows of the castle, and it was snowing outside.

By the next morning, the snow that had been falling since the night had turned into a violent blizzard, and the mountains and meadows outside Hogwarts Castle were covered in a new white coat.

In this way, the last herbal class of the semester was also canceled, and Professor Sprout was going to put socks and scarves on those mandrakes she planted.

This is a job that needs to be taken seriously, and if you don't pay attention to it, it can be fatal, after all, those mandrakes are already very large, and she is not afraid to leave them to someone else.

Clark and the others huddled around the fire in the Gryffindor common room, watching some of the young wizards who had no classes play magic cards.

A few months have passed, and this fun card battle game has taken the whole school by storm, and almost everyone has a deck.

"Hey, look, there's a fire in the Forbidden Forest!"

Ginny was lying by the window, looking at the snow outside, and suddenly screamed.

Clark and the others hurriedly ran over, and saw that in the snow-covered Forbidden Forest, a thick black smoke rose straight up, which was particularly conspicuous.

"That's Hagrid helping the dragon keep warm, you know, the dragon is cold-blooded, they usually find a warm place to hibernate in the winter, and some even sleep in the crater."

A few people saw Hagrid at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, leading a large wooden sleigh filled with firewood and coal.

They suddenly decided to go to Hagrid's place, and perhaps the sleeping dragon could still give them a touch.

Clark also felt that he had snubbed the demon pet Nobeta during this time, so he climbed out of the portrait cave with them.

Thick, gray snowflakes fluttered in the sky, sealing every window, and the castle was much darker than usual during the day.

Several people walked tremblingly through the classroom where classes were taking place, and heard something inside intermittently. Professor McGonagall was yelling at someone. The man who listened to the voice turned his friend into a badger.

Several people resisted the urge to take a look and continued to walk forward.

They walked through the hall. Walk down the steps. One foot deep and one foot shallow, stepping on the thick snow. Leave a long trail. But in an instant, it was completely covered by wind and snow.

When they reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid was pulling the second sled for fuel.

Unlike what they had seen at the castle just now, the sleigh, which had looked like a child's toy, was now the size of a car.

"Why are you here? Such a big snowfall. ”

Hagrid's voice was buzzing, his face was covered by a snowflake-stained woollen hat, and his body in a mole-skin coat was covered in snowflakes, looking like a Himalayan snow monster from a distance.

"Hey, hello, Hagrid." Harry said, looking up, "Need our help?" ”

"No, these things are very light, Nobeta is hibernating, I need to move these firewood to the forest before they get wet with snow."

Hagrid said as he pulled his woolen hat up, revealing his mouth and nose, and the thick white air suddenly spread.

"Why didn't you go to class?"

"Canceled." Ginny said happily, "We want to go with you to see the fire dragon, okay?" ”

Faced with the expectant eyes of a little girl, Hagrid, who has a soft heart, is hard to refuse.

"Well, that's not going to work, the Forbidden Forest is dangerous...... Okay, okay, don't look at me like that, just stay for a while. ”

Hagrid cleaned the sleds, sat them down in front, and then turned back to him as he left, "Remember, don't leave my sight!" ”

Ginny nodded wildly.

Following the newly carved path in the Forbidden Forest, the sleigh was pulled by Hagrid and moved at a speed faster than a horse-drawn cart.

They came to a clearing in the woods, where a large igloo had been built out of logs, and on one side of the hut thick black smoke was rising from the chimney.

Before they could get closer, a thunderous snoring came from inside the house.

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