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Dumbledore, who had been standing behind Hu Xiuwu and listening silently after sending Barty back, spoke then.
Hu Xiuwu turned his head and looked, not surprised at all. Dumbledore was not like Zhang Zhiwei. Wizards were not good at body movements, so Hu Xiuwu could naturally hear his footsteps clearly.
Seeing that Dumbledore didn't say anything, he didn't want to say it again.
Hu Xiuwu said: "I must do what I promised."
Dumbledore smiled and said, "That's right. If you promise someone, you must do it."
Dumbledore pulled out a small bottle of potion from his pocket that looked like flowing gold.
That was the reward the two of them had agreed on beforehand.
The most magical potion in the British wizarding world, the Felicia Rinpoche.
Chapter 295 A Corner of the Truth
Luck potion, the most magical potion among wizard potions, is also known as the luck potion. It can increase a person's luck within twelve hours.
(The effect of the Fuling Potion in the original book is not that strong according to the description, so I strengthened it here.)
The concept of luck is illusory. Even the top sorcerers dare not say that they have mastered the concept of luck. Hu Xiuwu had read in a book before that the fortune potion can improve a person's luck, but he did not agree with it.
However, even Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard in the West who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Zhiwei, agreed with this view, so he was half-believing and half-doubting.
With such magical effects, the difficulty of refining the Lucky Spirit Potion can be imagined. Not only does it take half a year to refine, but there are only two people in the entire European continent who are capable of refining the Lucky Spirit Potion.
The former Hogwarts Potions Professor Horace Slughorn, and the current Hogwarts Potions Professor Severus Snape.
The two Potions Masters were both Potions Professors at Hogwarts. This is the face of the only magic school in England.
Every professor at Hogwarts is an expert in his or her own field. Even the seemingly unreliable Divination professor Sybill Trelawney is actually a magical person.
The secret of heaven cannot be revealed.
But she could tell others the content of the divination directly, even if the divination involved an alien as important as Voldemort.
However, it was not without cost. Most people in Hogwarts thought she was a liar. Even Dumbledore, who hired her, did not really believe in her divination.
This may be the price she paid.
No one believed the predictions she made, including herself.
When Professor Dumbledore handed the bottle of Felix Felicis to Hu Xiuwu, he reminded him: "Be careful, Felix Felicis cannot be used too often."
"Professor Horace Slughorn, the user and creator of this bottle of Luck Potion, once told me that luck is a miser. You will have to pay back what you owe him sooner or later."
Hu Xiuwu looked at the bottle of flowing gold and asked, "How long is considered frequent?"
Dumbledore's eyes narrowed. "Horace used the Felicis Potion twice, fifteen years apart, but he still felt it was too frequent."
Fifteen years? Still too short? The cooling time is so long.
Is this backlash of luck making this potion master so frightened?
It seems that this blessing spirit is also a double-edged sword.
Although he thought so, after Hu Xiuwu pondered for a while, he directly unscrewed the bottle of Fulingji and took a small sip.
I took a small sip of the medicine and felt nothing in my mouth, but soon my body reacted as if I had taken a sip of 90-degree water of life.
Hu Xiuwu felt a cool energy lingering in his twelve meridians, and almost all his emotions were suppressed, making him as calm as ice.
He was very familiar with this state, just like when he used the Tushita fire to burn internally and fell into the state of Taishang Wuqing.
This lucky drug not only stimulates a person's luck in a short period of time, but also has an impact on the person's body.
With a slight hook of the Three Corpse Qi, the Three Corpse Worms acted like mad dogs, devouring all the power of the potion.
Seeing Hu Xiuwu swallow the lucky spirit potion so easily, Moody, who had been silent, was shocked: "What are you doing? What do you need luck for now?"
Hu Xiuwu looked out the window of the principal's office at the cloudless night outside: "I just need a little luck right now, let's give it a try."
Moody didn't know, but Dumbledore knew that Hu Xiuwu was talking about his Animagus. It had been sunny these days, so he couldn't proceed to the last step of his Animagus training.
Hu Xiuwu had his own idea: "We should try all the medicines. Otherwise, when we really need to use them, we don't know how effective they will be. Isn't that terrible?"
Dumbledore also advised: "But you are still too reckless."
After receiving his reward, Hu Xiuwu planned to say goodbye and leave. After all, seeing Moody standing there, he knew that he and Dumbledore still had something to discuss.
But Dumbledore called him again, turned around and took out a notebook from the bookshelf. He stroked the cover of the notebook lovingly, with nostalgia in his eyes.
Hu Xiuwu took a look and saw that it was just an ordinary leather notebook, but the notebook must be quite old, the spine had faded a little and there were cracks on the edges.
With Dumbledore's ability, he could have used magic to keep the notebook in brand new condition, but he didn't do that.
Compared with the maintenance of this notebook, the marks left on the notebook made him miss it more.
After standing in front of the bookshelf and briefly reminiscing about the past, Dumbledore turned around and said:
"I heard from Madam Pince that you are also interested in the legend of the Deathly Hallows. This is the research I did with a friend when I was young. I am giving it to you now. I hope it will be helpful to you."
"But don't hold your hopes too high. In the end, I still didn't find the whereabouts of the Grim Reaper and all the Deathly Hallows."
“Finally, I lost a dear friend.”
When Dumbledore handed the notes to Hu Xiuwu, there was still some melancholy in his voice.
Hu Xiuwu took the notes and said, "Of course, I'm just curious. I won't be too obsessed with it."
"Then I'll be leaving now, Professor. I hope the Felicis will work."
Before leaving, Dumbledore stuffed a lot of candy into Hu Xiuwu's mouth, but luckily it wasn't a pile of cockroaches.
Hu Xiuwu left the principal's office, touched the notebook in his hand, and smiled silently:
Is this a coincidence? Or is it the effect of the elixir?
He had already mastered the Animagus skill long ago, so it was certainly not for this reason that he took the Felicity Potion.
Now all he needed was an invisibility cloak to verify his point.
The chlorpheniramine only lasts for twelve hours, so he has to hurry.
After taking just two steps, Hu Xiuwu slapped his forehead: Oops, I almost forgot one thing.
Hu Xiuwu drew a line on the side and opened Luo Fengtian's door.
Deng Youfu walked out from Luo Fengtian, still looking a little dazed, as if he was shocked.
Liu Kunsheng emerged from Deng Youfu's body, looked at Hu Xiuwu with a complicated expression, and said slowly:
"Zhengyi Shangqing, I have seen it today."
I originally thought that the Changbai Fairyland of their Northeastern immortals was the most mysterious paradise in the world, but I didn't expect that the Shangqing lineage actually had such a place hidden.
Luofengtian, Fengdu City.
Shangqing’s plan is not small.
Hu Xiuwu smiled and said, "That's right, but please keep it a secret, Master Liu and Brother Deng. If people find out about Luo Fengtian, I don't know how many people will target me, their disciple."
After agreeing to take the risk with Dumbledore, Hu Xiuwu was not unprepared and just waited for Dumbledore and Zhang Zhiwei to rescue him. He had already discussed it with Liu Kunsheng and hid in his Luofengtian.
If an accident really happens, please ask Uncle Liu to come out and calm the situation.
In addition, Hu Xiuwu has another idea.
Exposing Luo Fengtian to Liu Kunsheng was also to seduce Uncle Liu.
Even if Deng Youfu could build a spiritual forest in the northeast in the future, it would not be more suitable for immortals to live in than Luofengtian.
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In the principal's office,
After Dumbledore sent Huxu away, he and Moody were the only ones left in the headmaster's office.
The smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared, and he said to Moody, "How is Snape?"
Moody said: "After taking the Bafe brain stimulant, he is doing much better."
Dumbledore said, "Let's go and see him."
Moody waved his wand, and the circle of locks on a large box half a person's height stuck in the corner began to unlock.
After unsealing the outer circle, there was actually another layer of boxes inside. The boxes were like nesting dolls or music boxes, rising layer by layer and unsealing layer by layer.
Dumbledore walked to the box, waved his hand, and turned a chair next to it into a step. He climbed up the steps and walked into the box.
The box is like a quiet room, and its area is almost the same as the principal's office.
Although the space was large, it was empty without a single piece of furniture. There was only a pale-faced, gloomy-looking wizard sitting cross-legged in the middle, with sweat on his forehead.
Dumbledore looked at him and asked:
"Severus, how are you feeling now?"
Chapter 296 Another Black Hand
"It's very bad. Although I have escaped from control, the power that controlled me is still there. It is like a devil vine that is tightly wrapped around my mind, trying to rewrite my thinking."
Severus' face was pale and gray, his eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed, as if he was fighting against an invisible demon. Even when Dumbledore asked him the question, Snape did not open his eyes to look at him.
"However, after taking the chin-fee brain-stimulating drug, my mental strength has been improved, and my brain-blocking technique has become more stable and tenacious. They can no longer interfere with my thinking."
"I know you have many questions for me, Albus."
"go ahead."
Indeed, Dumbledore was now full of confusion. In Hogwarts, besides Professor McGonagall, the person he trusted most was Snape.
But it was this person whom he had never doubted who tampered with the trophy the night before the competition and pushed Harry into a death trap.
Even though he was caught red-handed, Dumbledore still didn't believe that Snape would harm Harry. He believed in Snape's love for Lily, Harry's mother.
So after catching Snape, Dumbledore did not make a fuss. He just called Moody and helped him lock up Snape temporarily and check whether he was under the Imperius Curse.
Fortunately, Snape was indeed hit by a spell similar to the Imperius Curse and did not really betray him.
But the spell cast by Snape was even more powerful than the Imperius Curse.
Snape was already the world's greatest master of Occlumency.