Harry Potter: Glory of the King

Ona did not summon Mahaha, but borrowed Harry's Hedwig to send the family letter back to Wang Jin, and let Hedwig help to retrieve the letter from William and Mrs. William to Hermione.

Although it was night, but before the curfew, Harry followed Ona and the others back to the common room, a little envious-at least they still had family members who could send letters, and only Hedwig could accompany him occasionally.

Due to the impact of this incident, Ona and others washed and rested early and lay down on the bed. Ona clicked on today's reminder.

"Ding! Felius Flitwick! Friendship 40! Meet Minerva McGonagall! Friendship 45! Friendship update in real time."

"Ding! Special task trigger-Barbarian Hammer: Since you learned how to deform large objects in Defense of the Dark Arts, Petrification and Transfiguration, please turn your wand into a giant hammer, fuse the basilisk eye pupils to activate the new hero— -Zhong Wuyan!"

Basilisk eye pupils? Ona was speechless. Although he knew where the secret room was and could even guide Harry to open the secret room in advance, it might be more difficult than facing Professor Quirrell!

Forget it, forget it, Ona silently thought, at least it's more reliable, at most it will have a chance to activate next year-although the current hero activation is a bit easier, the difficulty is also different.

Discovering these two contents, Ona had to go to sleep first.

On Friday, it was rare that Harry and Ron appeared on the breakfast table in the auditorium early.

"It's not easy, it's rare to watch you eat breakfast." Ona said with a smile.

"The school road is too complicated," Ron complained. "We were either taken to inexplicable places by stairs, or we couldn't open any door we reached."

Ona smiled and didn't answer the conversation-it's been four days anyway. A few days ago, it was confirmed that it was not too late because of bedtime?

"What classes do we have today?" Harry asked as he put sugar in the cereal.

"Take two potions classes with the Slytherin students." Ron took over. "Snape is the dean of Slytherin College. He said he prefers his own students. Now you can see if it really is. such."

"I hope Professor McGonagall can be biased towards us." Harry said that he hadn't finished the homework for the transformation class yesterday-there is still another weekend away anyway.

Hundreds of owls flew into the auditorium. Hedwig first dropped the letter on Hermione's lap, then fluttered its wings between the jam tray and the sugar bowl, and placed a note on Harry's dinner plate.

The appearance of Mahaha attracted everyone's attention-including the professors. Professor Grapland was smoking a pipe and staring at Mahaha who flew onto Ona's shoulder. Professor Dumbledore also looked at Maha with interest. Mahaha.

"Mum and Dad's reply." Ona handed the letter to Glory next to him, and Hermione also opened her own letter and read it carefully.

"Do you have a pen?" Harry read the note, fed Hedwig with bread, and asked Ron.

"Here you are." Ron handed him his quill pen.

Harry turned the note over, wrote a few words in a hurry, and let Hedwig take it away.

"Mum and Dad said they missed us very much." Glory said to Ona with red eyes. "Do you want to see?"

"Yeah." Ona accepted the letter, and Mahaha was fed a few pieces of meat with Glory's help. The letter probably asked what it was like to go to class in the first week, and then said that he had helped the three of them apply for enrollment at Chelsea Middle School, and only needed to take the test arranged by them when they were able to go back. The Chelsea youth academy also said that Ona could train there in the summer, but the captain's position had to be handed over. In addition, it was said that Nigel missed them very much-out of a state of secrecy, Wang Jin and his wife did not tell Brian and Nigel about the magic school. It just needs to be used as an excuse to study in a closed school.

After reading the letter, Ona asked Mahaha to go back to the West Tower-or wherever he was willing to hide. Mahaha said that it found a cave on its own, which looked good, and prepared to rest there. .

The potions class was held in an underground classroom, and it was a bit cold. Glass jars were placed along the wall. The stuffed animals in it made many students tremble. Glory pulled on his brother's robe and didn't like to look at these things.

Snape took the starting roster as soon as he was in class, when he said Harry's name.

"Oh, yes." He whispered, but it was very clear in the quiet underground classroom. "Harry Potter, this is our new arrival—a famous character."

Draco Malfoy and his friends Crabbe and Gore chuckled with their hands over their mouths. Ona glanced over, and the three of them put away their smiles in panic. Snape glanced at Ona, his black eyes indifferent and hollow.

After finishing the call, Snape said coldly: "You are here to learn the precise science and rigorous craftsmanship of this potion." Snape's voice was not high, but it was able to make every student listen to it. Clearly. "Because there is no silly wave of the wand here, many of you will not believe that this is magic. I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of the simmering cauldron with white smoke and bursts of fragrance, you I don’t really understand the fluid flowing into people’s blood vessels, the magical power that makes people’s hearts and minds bewildered... I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death-but there must be one thing, that is, you are not me The kind of idiot you often meet is good."

Ona couldn't help but twitched when he heard about Brewing Glory.

After Snape finished his short opening remarks, the class was silent. Harry and Ron raised their eyebrows and exchanged glances. Hermione almost moved to the edge of the chair and leaned forward, seeming to be eager to prove that she was not a fool.

"Potter!" Snape suddenly nodded Harry's name. "What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to the wormwood infusion?"

Harry hurriedly glanced at Ron. It was obvious that Ron was also stunned. He could only look at Ona for help, ignoring Hermione's arms high in the air.

"Sleeping pills." Ona had already written the answer on the parchment, and Harry quickly answered it.

"Oh?" Snape looked a little surprised. He looked at Harry for unknown reasons. He hadn't noticed Ona's little movement just now. "It's interesting, Potter. Then, let's try again. If I want you to find me a dung stone, where would you find it?"

Hermione tried her best to keep her hands up high without leaving her seat. Professor Snape glanced at her, and Ona took the opportunity to write the answer.

"In the sheep's stomach."

"Yes." Snape was a little unhappy. "The last question, what is the difference between aconitum and aconitum?"

Hermione dropped her hand slumpedly, and she glanced at Harry unexpectedly, but she didn't expect him to answer the first two questions.

"There is no difference." Ona was much simpler this time, only writing two letters-"No."