Chapter 22 Compound Decoction Seeking Further Reading~(2/2)
Ron felt very guilty: "I was looking for the magic of disguise, I just found it first, that's all."
Ron is already allergic to libraries. Now that he hears the word "library", his abdomen feels a little painful and he feels a little nauseous.
Is this the reason why other seals are ineffective against trolls and only Igni is effective?
Ron also got busy. He planned to start reading books on alchemy, look for any disguise items, and also look for news about the magic stone.
Hermione shook her head: "This is content that will be encountered in the O.W.L.s exam. I only discovered it when I was looking through the exam materials. I'm afraid we have to go to the forbidden book area to find its formula."
Ron's face changed drastically and he took a deep breath: "Oh, no! Don't do this, I will look for it carefully."
Hermione stood up and held her waist with one hand: "We can go to the library now."
Except for the herbal medicine class where he was very good, the other classes... were a bit poor.
As he read on, Harry's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Ron said: "What?"
Ron subconsciously raised his hand and covered the book in front of him.
Harry rubbed it for a while. He looked at the rope and felt it with his heart. He didn't feel the magic aura on it: "I actually have a good idea."
Hermione was a little impatient: "Take your hand away and let me see what you found."
"Maybe you can go talk to Professor McGonagall." Harry suggested sincerely.
Hermione bit her lip, her eyes full of envy: "Professor McGonagall is too partial, oh, no, I mean, I want that too."
No…
Hermione raised her head, unable to see Neville, and glared at Ron fiercely: "I'll wait for you outside, hurry up, Harry should be back soon."
So that night…
Until two days before Christmas.
Hermione only has one hand, but when it comes to books, her movements are very agile.
Ron explained excitedly: "That is a very precious, very rare treasure, a magic prop that can hide your body. Harry, how do you have this thing?"
Harry said succinctly: "My father's legacy."
The excited expression on Ron's face froze, then dissipated little by little, and he became at a loss: "Oh, I didn't expect that, I'm sorry, Harry."
What's there to be sorry for?
The death of his parents is already an established fact, and he has never resisted this.
Chapter completed!