Settle at Hogwarts

Until the owl that delivered letters from his grandmother's house landed in front of Tabor and dropped a red letter on its talon, Tabor suddenly understood where his sense of approaching crisis came from.

Tabor opened the envelope with a slightly stiff expression, and then when the letter was about to jump, he slapped it into the soup basin in front of him with a quick hand.

As soon as the unfortunate roaring letter opened its mouth, it started to spit bubbles and sank to the bottom of the basin.

Tabor looked at the roaring letter in the soup basin in front of him with great interest, shaking continuously but making no sound, and thought about the principle of the formation of the roaring letter.

He now has a bold guess that the wizard's magic power can affect things around him, and even attach his own consciousness and emotions to an ordinary letter, giving it some biological characteristics.So after being immersed in magic for a long time, can an existence similar to a spirit be created?

Thinking about it this way, what about divine power that seems to be more advanced than magic?Maybe we can actually create the world.

"Tub, you are so true. I never thought that the roaring letter could be dealt with like this." Caractacus, who was sitting opposite Tubo, wiped the soup splashed on his face with a napkin and said helplessly. Speaking of.

Tabor apologized and handed over the tissue in front of him: "I just happened to do it."

Many people saw the scene where Tabor filmed the shouting letter into the soup bowl, and everyone was shocked.Who would have thought that the legendary roaring letter that students could not decipher would actually like soup?

Tabor didn't know what the people around him were thinking, but fortunately, he seemed to have gradually gotten used to it. Others were looking at him and he was eating the food on his plate.

After lunch, Tabor, who had no classes in the afternoon, left the auditorium alone, planning to go to the library to stay all afternoon and finish writing papers on several subjects.

However, Tabor's idea did not come true. Not long after he arrived at the library, he heard someone calling him.

"Tubber, you are here. Professor Slughorn asked me to come over to you."

Putting down the book in his hand, Tabor saw that the person calling him was actually Anna Hall.She doesn't seem to be having a very smooth life recently. In fact, this year's first grade has a big mouth like Zane, and the fact that she wants old cows to eat young grass has spread throughout Slytherin.

Some people have even suggested giving up her position as prefect to someone else.It's just that there has never been a precedent for changing prefects in Hogwarts, and there are no outstanding girls in their class, so in the end it was nothing.

Tabor ignored Anna Hall's aggrieved look when she looked at him and walked directly past her, looking in the direction of going to the cellar.

Just the sound of footsteps behind him told Tabor that Miss Hall was following him again.

Maybe he has to go back to the cellar, Tabor thought, but his steps were not slow at all, and he had no intention of talking to Hall.

"Tabo, it's all my fault, please don't be angry, okay..."

Tabor's expression was cold, but there was no wave in his heart.Being immersed in the world of magic, he really ignored some people and things.But after all, he could not forget what Hall did to him. In fact, many of Slytherin's rumors about her were spread by Tubo intentionally or unintentionally through Zane.

In fact, Tabor also thought about treating others in his own way, so he simply mixed some magic potion into her pumpkin juice.But then I thought that if I had the time and energy to make the potion, I might as well sell it in the potion shop in Diagon Alley, and at least I could earn a few galleons.

When Hall saw Tabor, he ignored him. The gentle smile on his face suddenly froze, but he still quickened his pace.

Walking to the door of Professor Slughorn's office, Tabor found that the wooden door of the office was not closed, and Professor Slughorn was standing in front of the large cabinet next to the door, sorting the potion materials in it.

Seeing Tubo coming over, Professor Slughorn waved to him happily.

"Professor, are you happy?"

Tabor asked casually. He knew that although Professor Slughorn always liked to wear a smiling expression, his smile seemed particularly sincere today.

"Of course, we are the future star of Slytherin. This accident burned many students, and the potions stored in the medical wing are not enough. For this reason, the principal and school directors have provided a lot of benefits."

Only then did Slughorn see Miss Hall following Tabor. Although he was a little surprised by her arrival, he still nodded to the female prefect: "Miss Hall, thank you very much for bringing Tabor with you." Come."

"This is what I should do. Professor, is there anything else you need my help with?" Anna Hall seemed not to hear Professor Slughorn's intention of chasing people away, and continued to ask with a smile.

Slughorn shook his head: "It's okay, Tubo, come in first."

When Tabor walked into the office, he realized that the place was many times larger than usual, and the open space in the middle was filled with various potion materials.

Slughorn closed the door of the office, walked over and said: "I know you have no class in the afternoon. We need to prepare palliatives, debridements, and burn treatment ointments. Of course, each bottle of potion can get one Three galleons. Also, if you contribute to Hogwarts' potion reserves, I think it's appropriate to add some points to Slytherin."

Tabor looked at the two crucibles on the ground and knew that Professor Slughorn was determined to 'help' himself, so he could only walk over helplessly and sort out the potion materials on the ground.

"Professor, why don't you ask a few more seniors to come over and help. I just saw that Senior Hall is looking forward to staying."

Slughorn also walked to another crucible: "It's enough to fool ordinary wizards in Diagon Alley. After all, people who really need high-quality potions won't go to Diagon Alley to buy them. But The school director paid for this batch of potions in the school, and the quality must at least be excellent or perfect."

Tabor nodded. Generally speaking, if there are no obvious side effects that are not part of the potion itself, it can be considered a qualified potion.Excellent potions can achieve what is written in the book, both in appearance and effect.As for perfection, it means making medicines have better effects on the basis of excellence.

Most of the finished products made by potion masters have their own characteristics, and each potion master has his or her own specialties.

At his current level, Tabor can only follow the instructions and steadily brew high-quality potions. As for the perfect potion, it can only depend on luck.