HP: I beat the otome game at Hogwarts

Of course, using aphrodisiacs is definitely not encouraged.

However, the method for making love potions is found in the potion textbooks of underage wizards, and is even one of the exam topics.

Moreover, every Valentine's Day, people everywhere make and use love potions, yet these wizards are never punished by law.

Lyra had seen in the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook that one of the three unforgivable spells in the wizarding world was called the Imperius Curse.

This is an evil form of black magic. Those afflicted by the spell will be completely controlled by the caster, losing all autonomy and becoming absolutely obedient to the caster. Their life and death will be entirely in the caster's hands.

Love potion, on the other hand, is the most powerful and effective love potion in the magical world. It causes the user to develop a strong love and obsession for a specific object, completely against the user's own will.

While they may seem like black magic spells and white magic potions, they are essentially both about depriving and violating people's free will.

However, if the Imperius Curse is used on a human, the user will face life imprisonment in Azkaban; while every Valentine's Day, there are victims everywhere who accidentally ingest love potions, yet the creators receive almost no punishment.

This is such a double standard, so polarized! Lyra doesn't understand at all.

So when Leila and the twins were cleaning the empty classroom, they saw an aphrodisiac bubbling in a cauldron, being brewed and left unattended. The three of them exchanged a knowing smile, their faces revealing the same malicious intent.

“I think we need to be careful about the added materials so that they don’t harm the users,” Leila said seriously. “After all, our goal is to neutralize the aphrodisiac, not to send innocent victims to the school hospital.”

“Let’s add some water first…” George suggested.

"It looks like it's changed color a bit; it was semi-transparent just now..." Fred observed carefully for a while and came to this conclusion.

"Try adding a few drops of milk—" Leila thought it was better to add healthy and common ingredients.

"Wow, this time it looks almost the same color as the original!" After several careful experiments, the three of them got a good result.

"Wait, let me write down the materials and their order that I just added." George habitually took out his notebook to record the experimental data.

Over the next week of service, Lyra, Fred, and George happily added extra ingredients to more than a dozen pots of love potion, saving many potential Valentine's Day victims. Afterwards, they quietly left, keeping their good deeds hidden.

*

On Monday night, Lyra, touched by the kindness of her Hogwarts friend, errand boy White, specially brought a large lunchbox to fetch a midnight snack from the kitchen for two red-haired, freckled creatures who were sore from Quidditch training but starving and helpless.

The kitchen was unusually lively tonight.

As Lyra entered the warm kitchen, a sweet and enticing aroma of chocolate wafted towards her, and she saw a large group of Hufflepuff girls chattering away as they simmered chocolate sauce.

The Hufflepuff girls also noticed Lyra entering the kitchen and initially just smiled at her.

Seeing Lyra skillfully packing fried chicken legs and small cakes, it was clear she was a frequent visitor to the kitchen for late-night snacks. The Hufflepuffs immediately revealed their true nature, chatting with her enthusiastically and friendly, actively and amicably pulling Lyra into gossiping about the latest Hogwarts scandals, while also warmly welcoming Lyra to join the Valentine's Day chocolate-making group.

When she came to her senses, Leila had already made a lot of oddly shaped handmade chocolates.

“Oh, this chocolate looks a bit wild,” a blonde, blue-eyed girl kindly comforted Lyra, “but it tastes great, and the thought behind it is what matters most.”

Lyra herself picked up a chocolate shaped like a deformed puppy and put it in her mouth.

"Ugh..." This cloyingly sweet taste is like it killed the owner of Honeydukes. No wonder Hufflepuff is so loyal and friendly, he's so considerate to his friends, sob sob.

“That’s right, the thought is what matters most!” Another brown-haired girl with a ponytail tasted Lyra’s chocolate and immediately changed her perspective to comfort her. “I bet any boy who receives Lyra’s chocolate would be so happy he’d practically faint.”

In the short ten minutes it took to make the chocolate, Lyra had already made a large group of new Hufflepuff friends and was happily listing the most popular handsome men from the four houses of Hogwarts.

"I've heard that Dexter Fosco seems like an iceberg on the surface, but he's actually very gentle inside..."

"Roger Davis of Ravenclaw is good-looking, but he seems a bit of a womanizer."

"And the Gryffindor school team members, I heard that all the boys there have eight-pack abs, and the best physique is Captain Wood, is that true, Lyra?"

"Actually, if you put aside the school's prejudices and ignore personality, the boys in Slytherin are quite handsome—"

“Oh, Sheena, I knew you liked Draco Malfoy’s hair color, but platinum blonde does look pretty good.”

"And there's Breszabini! Although his skin tone is a bit like an Egyptian sorcerer, this chocolate-faced guy is quite charming!"

"Oh—" Lyra joined in with interest, "Is he really that handsome?"

"Really, I'm telling you..."

"But if we're talking about the most handsome, it has to be Cedric from our academy—"

"That's right!"

Lyra occasionally joined in the conversation while enjoying the butter cookies that the house-elf had given her.

She seemed to have forgotten something, but never mind, it was too much fun eating melons with Hufflepuff.

*

On February 14th, when Leila stepped into the hall, she almost thought she had gone to the wrong place.

The four walls of the auditorium were decorated with large, dazzling pink flowers. Heart-shaped confetti kept falling from the light blue ceiling.

The twins led Lyra to the Gryffindor table, having already planned to spend the whole day doing knightly duty to prevent any suitors from getting close to her.

Whether you send a love letter or confess your feelings directly, don't try to bypass them.

As Leila sat at the table eating breakfast, she realized how inconvenient the Valentine's Day decorations were; confetti kept falling onto her food, even soiling her oatmeal.

Ron, who had arrived at the Great Hall earlier for breakfast, sat at the long table with a look of disgust. Harry was struggling to brush away scraps of paper that had fallen onto the bacon, while Hermione, unusually, kept grinning like an idiot.

Lyra was about to greet Hermione when the twins beside her suddenly jumped to their feet, as if facing a formidable enemy—

A boy in a Ravenclaw uniform walked toward her.