I am the third son prophesied by Harry Potter

“Professor Snape, I—”

“Don’t make too much noise.” Snape packed up his things and left the classroom directly.

However, he did not look at Eugene afterwards.

Eugene stood in the doorway for a full twenty seconds before reacting.

I just thought of the words, but I didn’t say a word.

He exited the classroom again, looked out of the hallway, and after not seeing Snape, he was sure that he had really given the classroom to himself.

Eugene entered the Potions classroom, locked the door, and laid out the prepared things on the table.

There are beakers, crucibles, test tubes, straws, alcohol lamps, flat-bottomed flasks …

A whole set looks like a chemistry laboratory in a past life.

Take out the pieces of iron he had prepared earlier.

Eugene threw the iron into the crucible, then added some ingredients and began to cook.

There is an obvious note in Flamel’s notes, alchemy, first of all, the original material form must be changed, the essence must be extracted, and unnecessary things must be stripped away.

Then the other dissolved substances are fused into the main material one by one for secondary structural morphology.

The third step is to add something similar to a catalyst, such as blood. Give life, soul, or attribute to a new form.

It sounds really a bit like the alchemy medicine that Eugene had heard about in his previous life.

At present, he is also operating step by step with a skeptical attitude.

The other side.

Harry and the three arrived in front of Hagrid’s cabin.

Hagrid was sitting in a chair outside the cabin, his trousers pulled up high, facing a large bowl, busy peeling pea pods.

Seeing the three people coming, he raised his head and smiled, “Hello, the exam is over?” Have time for a cup of tea? ”

“Okay, thanks.” Ron said, but Harry interrupted him.

“No, we have an emergency. Hagrid, I have an opinion for you. Do you remember the night you won Norble by playing cards? What does that stranger who plays cards with you look like? ”

“I don’t know,” Hagrid said nonchalantly, “he won’t take off his cloak.” ”

Harry’s expressions were a little stunned.

“What’s so strange, the Hog’s Head Bar—it’s the bar in the village, and there are always some weird guys who come to visit, maybe that guy specializes in selling fire dragons.” I couldn’t see his face clearly, he was wearing a hood. ”

Hood?

Harry plopped down and fell to the ground.

I can’t help but think of that night, wasn’t that blood-sucking guy also wearing a hood?

Is it Voldemort?

Or Voldemort’s helper.

“What did you tell him then?” Harry stood up and tried to calm himself down, “Hagrid, did you mention Hogwarts?” ”

“Maybe I mentioned it.” Hagrid frowned, recalling hard, “Oh, by the way… He asked me what I do, and I told him I was the game keeper here… Later, I was asked which animals I cared for… I told him, and then… I said I’ve always wanted a fire dragon in particular… Well, later… I don’t remember very well later, he kept inviting me to drink. ”

Hagrid looked up at the sky, but it was a little harsh, “Wait, I’ll think again… By the way, then he said that he had a dragon egg, and then we played cards and said that if I won, I would give me a dragon egg… However, he has to find out first, whether I have the ability to raise this fire dragon, he doesn’t want the fire dragon to run out at that time and cause trouble… So I said to him, I am used to obeying Luffy, a fire dragon is nothing at all…”

“Does he seem—appear to be interested in Luffy?” Harry tried to suppress his emotions and calm himself again.

“That’s right—quite interested—how many three-headed ones can you come across in time for Hogwarts?” So I told him that Luffy is actually very easy to deal with, you just know how to quiet it down, put some music on it Tingting, and it will fall asleep immediately——”

Hagrid stopped abruptly, and he found that he was talking too much again, with a terrified expression on his face.

“I shouldn’t have told you this!” He felt, three imps, paraphrased him again.

After hearing this, the three of Harry did not exchange a word, and immediately realized a rather serious problem. They spread their legs and run.

“Hey, where are you going?” Hagrid stood up and shouted at the three, “Forget my words!” ”

The three ignored Hagrid and ran across the field to the foyer.

Inside the Potions classroom.

Eugene touched the sweat on his forehead, he was currently experiencing a little difficulty, but the crucible was separated like this, and he didn’t know when he was going to get it.

To melt the iron, there is only some other way.

Operate directly with chemical means.

He looked at Flamel’s notes again, and on them there were altered substances and reassembled.

It is not stipulated that when iron melts, it must be iron in a liquid state, which can be other substances containing iron.

Thinking of this, Eugene immediately tried to mix the solution.

Use a very corrosive potion that I learned in Potions class.

Add to the crucible.

Waiting for the complete melting of iron.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione ran into the foyer, which was particularly cold and dark because they had just entered the grounds.

“We have to go to Dumbledore,” Harry said, “Hagrid told a stranger about the method through Luffy, the cloaked man was either Snape or Voldemort—just drunk Hagrid, it’s easy to get his word out.” I only hope Dumbledore can trust us. If Bain hadn’t come out to stop him, Ferencze would have testified for us. Where is Dumbledore’s office? ”

They looked around, as if expecting to see a sign to point them in their direction. No one had ever told them where Dumbledore lived, and they didn’t know anyone who had ever been taken to meet the headmaster.

“Wait!” Hermione suddenly seemed to remember something, “Remember that time Harry played Quidditch with the Hufflepuffs?” She turned to look at Ron, hoping he would remember it with her.

“What’s wrong?” However, Ron had no idea what Hermione was going to say.

Hermione was a little helpless, “Didn’t we meet Eugene after we came out of the school hospital that day?” ”

“I heard that day that Eugene seemed to have gone to meet someone and went to the principal’s office.” Hermione said.

“Then let’s go find-” Before Harry could finish speaking, a voice suddenly sounded from the other end of the door.

“What are you three doing in the house?”

It was Professor McGonagall, holding a large stack of books.

“We want to see Professor Dumbledore.” Hermione said.

Harry and Ron thought her performance was very brave.

“Want to see Professor Dumbledore?” Professor McGonagall repeated, as if they were perfectly okay with such thoughts, “Why?” ”