The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

A transparent, colorful film similar to soap bubbles appears in the door-shaped box.

This film gradually disappeared after a few minutes, and there seemed to be nothing in the sky. Only when you carefully searched for traces of the spell, you could find little flashes of light, like a colorless glass hidden in the water.

"What is this? What are you going to do?"

Eugenie chuckled, "Of course it's a good thing."

Although this person was being used, he really wanted to kill her and took action, so no matter what she did, it wouldn't be too much, right?

She bent down and grabbed the rope and dragged the person in. There were only some footprints left in the forbidden forest that had never returned, and traces of dragging.

The sound of the animal fighting that had just appeared also stopped, and I didn't know who was winning or losing.

When they stepped into this newly constructed magical space, the completely transparent square film shook, and then quickly returned to its original state.

Margulies was horrified to see her body left at the entrance after being dragged into this strange space. Was she dragged out of her own body?

What spell is this?

Besides the spell that can read memories, what else has she learned?Everyone is in second grade, why?

Margulis' body was left there, motionless as if dead. The unknown black liquid, which was uglier than the swamp, swallowed up her body and wrapped it into a cocoon.

She was dragged for a distance and suddenly realized that Eugenie had let go, probably because she was being dragged down. So she put her feet together and jumped desperately towards the entrance, trying to bite open the ugly black cocoon with her mouth to save her body.

Eugenie ignored it and sat back with her legs bent, her hands resting on her sides. The sofa appeared out of thin air according to her needs. The illusion was her magical realm, and she had whatever she wanted.

She lay half-lying on the sofa and moved her wand lazily, and Margulis returned to her feet from her own body in an instant.

There is a beautiful caterpillar on the ground.

Unfortunately, the rope that bound her was not very pretty. Eugenie thought about it and changed her to a slightly more delicate binding method, and the rope was also changed to a nice bright silver color.

During the short period of time when the rope was changed, Margulis was stunned and stopped escaping. She didn't understand how she was teleported from the entrance to here just now, but she knew that escaping would be in vain. She couldn't be taken for granted. Prey toying with.

"What have you done? Let me out!" she yelled, and here her whispering spell was broken.

"Oh, your memory is really bad, Miss Margulies," Eugenie pinched the bridge of her nose, seeming to be troubled by her actions, "I just told you, prisoners are not qualified to make any claims. You can only accept the request and pray that I will be merciful."

"What on earth are you going to do?!" Margulis' voice trembled as he saw knives starting to appear out of thin air around him.

"Haha, at least I didn't plan to kill you. I'm more kind than you, right?" Eugenie then conjured many strange tools, including a hollow wooden house covered with iron hooks, a large wooden frame, and a pool.

Coupled with the existing knives, it looks like an interrogation room.

Eugenie then transformed into a long dining table, with various pots, exquisite silver tableware, crystal cups, cans, and red wine. She smiled very brightly and said, "I want to treat you to dinner, Miss Margulies, you shouldn't-" —You don’t dare to refuse my kindness, right?”

Margulies recoiled, "I don't believe you're so kind" written all over his face.

Eugenie pushed her onto the stone chair, which had grown firmly into the ground, with new ropes fastening her to the back.

Eugenie folded the napkin for her very kindly and said enthusiastically, "I see that you have retained some of the eating habits of an Italian - let's have a glass of table wine first."

She picked up the wine glass, poured red wine into it, and added half a glass of ice cubes. "I let your conscious body retain the five senses. Oh, by the way, since it is a conscious body, you are in luck. You can taste it all at once. You don’t have to worry about gaining weight because you have delicious food from all over the world, and we have a rich menu today.”

The wine glass automatically came to Margulis's mouth and drank it for her. She had to open her mouth, and the invisible hand held her jaw.

Eugenie conjured up a pot of boiling water, and the perfectly-cut pasta made a crisp crackling sound. She broke it into two pieces and threw them into the pot. After it came out of the pot, it was filled with tomato sauce.

"You - on purpose -" Margulies swallowed the ketchup from his mouth.

Eugenie quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, how can we forget about pineapple pizza? I know Italians love it most."

A whole can of pineapple was placed on top of the delicious pizza. Eugenie picked it up, folded the pizza in half like a flatbread, and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You're welcome, eat big, swallow hard." After she said this to the air, Margulis's closed teeth were forced to open, the upper and lower jaws mechanically bite, and invisible fingers chewed her up Food stuffed into throat.

All the senses are real. The body in the black cocoon is struggling desperately, but it can never break free.

While the guest was busy vomiting, Eugenie pressed the shark meat under the stone. Under the acceleration effect of the illusion, the meat began to naturally degrade visibly to the naked eye. "Have you ever eaten Greenland sleeping shark?" She patted the pieces of shark meat that had a strong ammonia smell to make the smell even stronger, and transferred them to a large wooden frame.

"No! If you want to kill me, just do it!" The pungent stench enhanced by magic made people's eyes hurt.

Eugenie shook her head, "Oh, I don't want to, I still want your memory."

"You've seen everything, haven't you? You saw that I wanted your life, so you rushed to take action before me. It's useless. My mother knew that my accident would make your death ugly - ah!"

Eugenie turned her head and saw that the Greenland Shark still needed to wait a little longer to be made. It was not smelly enough and was not qualified to be a biological weapon.

She picked up the can in one hand and held the sharp knife in the other, deliberately pointing the opening toward Margulis, making her face wet with juice, "Hey, how about some canned herring first?"

"Take it away--"

Eugenie clicked her tongue twice, seeing that she was out of breath after vomiting, but unfortunately her conscious body couldn't spit out anything, and the body in the cocoon vomited stomach acid up her esophagus, "Oh, this won't work, the feast has just begun. ah."

The shark meat in the wooden frame oozed blood, and the pickled stench spread widely. Anyway, Eugenie blocked her senses and only relied on her eyes to judge the degree of fermentation.

There are pickled puffins pressed under another stone - these two, oh, no, three together with the canned herring. Three very competitive biochemical gases are competing with each other in the air, vying for the throne of the most smelly in the world.

She opened twelve cans of herring in succession, and for a moment the smell of herring dominated.

The white shark meat gradually turns yellow when suspended by the iron hook, and is further dried and fermented, and the odor is locked in the yellow appearance.

She cut off a piece of fermented and mature fish meat and stuffed it into her mouth. The rich and oily taste of the fish oil and the stench of the fish left an unforgettable aftertaste.