The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Harry was thinking about something and kept his feet in place, "Is there a third kind of monster?"

"The third type?" It was Eugenie's turn to be confused.

What made Harry think this?

Ron backed away as he watched the plate Fred conjured come to life again.He supported Harry's idea.

How many monsters does Hogwarts have?

Harry continued, "It may have hid in the Forbidden Forest. Shortly after you returned to school, a very beautiful Ravenclaw girl was attacked on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. I remember her name very clearly. Wei Margulies has shiny hair and a very charming smile."

Eugenie said indifferently.

Harry's face-control problem.

Probably exactly like his father.

Eugenie asked knowingly, "What kind of monster do you think this extraordinarily charming Miss Margulies has been attacked by?"

This kind of monster can be found if she turns into a mirror.

Harry shook his head, "I don't know, I guess it might be poisoning. When we sneaked into the school hospital in the middle of the night to investigate-"

"Did you sneak into the hospital to see her?" Eugenie stood up.

"More than a month ago," Harry nodded, "I suspected that there might be a connection between the two unusual events of Mrs. Norris being petrified and Miss Margulies' attack."

"What then?" asked Eugenie.

Harry said uncertainly, "Hermione examined Miss Margulies' body and found no signs of petrified stiffness in any part."

Eugenie raised her eyebrows. Of course there would be no petrification on the young lady's body. They were looking in the wrong direction. "Don't worry about Margulis. She will only be injured if she runs into the Forbidden Forest. There are too many types of magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest." Much, I don’t think it has much to do with the Chamber of Secrets.”

"Yes, yes, no matter what, let's ask Hagrid first. Don't worry about whether he will be embarrassed." Ron dragged Harry towards the exit.

If he didn't ask clearly, he would close his eyes and his mind would be filled with dense spiders.

Fred and George were still stimulating him more and more. Spiders covered with ugly and thick black hair were crawling around on the chicken drumstick plate, showing off those long M-shaped folded legs in all directions like a catwalk.

It wasn't until Ron left that the ugly silver plates on the table lost their black hair and returned to their normal appearance.

"Okay, let's talk about homework first." Eugenie said before Fred and George could speak, "Your smart little brains should be used elsewhere instead of thinking about how to take shortcuts on homework. .”

"We didn't expect that we could be discovered like this." Fred exchanged the order of his papers with Bernie's and moved them to the bottom.

George did the same.

Eugenie glanced at Fred and George, then narrowed her eyes, "What do you think? Mr. Bernie Taft, is it more appropriate to use the desire to share in other aspects? Paper - from my superficial knowledge , is really not an item suitable for sharing with friends. Mr. Bernie Taft, you can use your smart head to refute me now."

"No, no, you're right, I shouldn't-" Bernie immediately admitted his mistake.

"Ah, it turns out you know. I thought you had some unique insights to share with us." Eugenie roughly measured the size of the report with her hands, "20 inches, look at it, it's not worth it. The professor asked you to Confinement?"

"Not yet." Fred said thankfully.

Eugenie neatly stacked the papers and reviews and put them back into the small package, "Then the professor may have been busy and forgot, but you should know that from now on, your assignments will be on the list of key concerns, so stop trying to take advantage of them."

Or being polite to the two of them because of nepotism.

"You must not remind me about the confinement."

"We have to spend our time on business. We have many new invention plans. Let me show you the trial samples." George took out many colorful small items from a strange bag that was made up of small pieces of cowhide and ordinary fabrics. thing.

Various weird patterns are painted on the cloth, including eyes with grass growing on them, cow noses growing on mushrooms, and toads blooming.

"This bag of yours is very unique!" Eugenie picked it up and looked at it. The stitching at the seams was quite rough, some long coils were exposed, and the thread ends were hanging like tassels.

I don’t know if it’s because of my poor skills or because I prefer this style.

"Helen gave it to George." Fred said enviously.

After hearing this, Eugenie didn't think it was strange when she took another look at these patterns. Helen liked these things, right? "Helen spends money with you and gives you homemade bags?"

The bag is not strange, but giving it to them is strange.

"You have to ask George about this. The price he promised to Helen is not much higher than our production cost. All creativity and time are sold cheaply. Merlin knows what he thinks and takes the initiative to break the normal price every time."

"You can't say that, Fred, she used the product to indirectly advertise the quality for us, and we made money on other people."

"Mosquito candies too?" Fred asked sharply,

George cleared his throat, "Except for that."

Eugenie brought over a plate of ricotta cheese tarts that were specially served during Easter. She looked like a melon-eating crowd. "It's strange. It's rare to see you two disagreeing with each other. George, if you need me, I can Open the love potion and let you smell it."

Fred nodded, "I think he needs it."

"Really not? Just smell it." Eugenie saw George shaking his head in refusal, "Okay, come to me again if you need to."

She listened to Fred and George give a general introduction to the new product. They also wanted to try fireworks, but the trial was not successful.

"The idea is good, but you still need to learn more magic knowledge, although it is not for the purpose of passing the exam."

“We are willing to do it for fun products.”

"But I don't really want to call it learning."

"Oh, whatever you want to call it, study, play, start a business, just learn it." Eugenie turned to look at Bernie, "This Mr. Bernie Tuft, who is not good at words, is your new technical foreign aid. ?”

Of course she knew that Bernie was not a silent person.

It’s just that Bernie almost didn’t dare to speak today. When he heard Eugenie always calling him by her full name, he naturally knew that something was wrong.

So what if she knew her nickname was Sissi?If he dared to scream, he would be finished on the spot.

Fred patted him on the shoulder, "Yeah, Sissy, your schedule is too full, and it's too hard to look up the potion books. Bernie's willingness to assist us for free is really a big help."

Eugenie looked at him for a while and said, "Please provide appropriate help, unless you want to work as a professional consultant in Fred and George's store after graduation."

"He won't," said George.

"He's going home to take care of the woods," Fred said.

Bernie nodded cautiously.