Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Professor Lockhart seemed to want to say something more, but was interrupted by Murakami with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, there is no need to discuss clearly who is right and who is wrong." Murakami waved his hand impatiently, "What we need to discuss now is why this mirror is here. In other words, what should we do now? Continue using the Confusion Charm, or try another spell?"

The Confusion Curse itself is a relatively dangerous curse. If used multiple times in a short period of time on the same Muggle, it is very likely that the Muggle's mind will be confused, and it will take a long time to recover.

Professor Lockhart has used it once before. If it were a Muggle, he would definitely not be willing to use it again, but if the other party was a priest, using it multiple times would not seem to be much of a burden.

"If we just want him to tell the truth, we actually have a better way..." Hermione said hesitantly, "I remember Sirius said that the Ministry of Magic has a magic potion called Veritaserum..."

"Damn wizard! If you dare to give me Veritaserum, I will kill myself now!" Suddenly, the priest began to curse. The young wizards were startled and turned around to see the other party. Although his movements are still a little slow, he can already move in front of him. If Hermione hadn't mentioned Veritaserum, he might have secretly accumulated strength, and then directly summoned his own shikigami to attack the wizards.

He may even use the power of the Yata Mirror.

I heard Yuko mention that these priests can also use the Yata Mirror, but the cost is not proportional to the effect.

The little wizards hurriedly suppressed the furious priest. When she realized something, Miss Yazi hugged the Yata Mirror and hid far away, as if she was afraid that the artifact would be snatched away.

"Actually, just tie him up and keep using the binding spell." Robert turned a boulder into a rope, tied all the priest's joints, and tied him into a caterpillar.

He clapped his hands. He was still very satisfied with his masterpiece, but he still wanted to threaten, "Did you see it? I used boulders to turn into ropes. If you attack us secretly or cut the ropes, these ropes will It will turn back into stone, and then you will be smashed into a piece of meat pie by the stone!

"I'm not lying to you. Many times in battle, wizards die not from curses, but from forgetting the object of their transformation."

The priest showed disdain, as if he didn't care about Robert's explanation.

"By the way, why are you so skilled at binding people?" Murakami Takashi couldn't help complaining, "I feel like a bondage master with decades of craftsmanship can only do this, right?"

Robert was shocked, "Damn it, you have such a wide range of interests!"

Murakami Takashi scratched his head, seeming a little embarrassed, and then felt a chill on his back. He stiffly turned around and saw Yuko standing behind him, staring at him with a smile, and asked softly, "Takashi-kun, who is the binding master?" What?"

"!!!" Murakami was sweating profusely and did not dare to move. His upper and lower lips were trembling. He hesitated for a while and said, "This, this, that, that..."

"Which one?" Yuko was still smiling, but black twisted gas was emitting around her body, and it looked like she might blow Murakami's head off at any time.

Murakami's scalp was numb, and he felt that the death omen was flashing, and a sword blade was floating above his head, which could stab him through at any time. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and shouted loudly, "It's the old master who sells barbecued pork! "

Yuko seemed to be stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "Is that so, Takashi-kun likes to eat barbecued pork? I will prepare delicious barbecued pork rice next time."

Murakami, who felt that he had escaped, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quickly ran to the other side of Robert, carefully looking at Yuko who was helping Hermione prepare the potion.

Master Hermione is making elixirs together again!

However, the potion refined this time is not Veritaserum, because this kind of potion is very terrifying. Both its use and configuration require the endorsement of the Minister of Magic. Of course, Hermione will not easily use this kind of potion to kill one thousand enemies and damage herself eight hundred. The big killer.

But who said this is the only magic potion that can make people talk?

Whether it is love potions with various formulas or ecstasy potions that make people ecstasy, as long as the quantity is enough, there is no fear that this guy will spit out something.

"...Is this why you made such a big bucket of magic potion?" Robert and Murakami's eyes widened.

Is this a barrel? Is it a barrel? Is it the kind of vat we think of that spends more than ten hours simmering in order to stew a mouth-watering perfect soup that is enough to satisfy diners?

The expressions on Robert and Murakami's faces were simply indescribable.

"I think the only time I've seen such a big pot was when I was eating spicy soup, soy milk and porridge when I was a kid." Robert couldn't help complaining, "Where did you get it from?"

"What are the spicy soup, soy milk and porridge? Are they food?" Hermione seemed a little confused, but she quickly put it behind her, "This is the magic spell taught by Senior Sister Nicole. As long as you need it, you can A magic spell that turns anything into an oversized kitchen utensil!”

Kitchen... kitchen utensils? !

Please at least use a potion bottle, whose potions are so luxurious that they use oversized kitchen utensils to hold them!

"If you drink so much, your bladder will explode, right?" Murakami's focus was inexplicably off again, but for some reason, Robert felt that he had grasped the key point this time.

Subconsciously looking at the priest who refused to obey, Robert saw panic in his eyes.

Oh ho, it works.

"What are you doing standing still! Fuck!" Robert rolled up his sleeves and came to the bastard who almost sent them to see Merlin with a sinister smile. "Dear, welcome to experience the free feeding service. This is our first time. Please be sure to give it a five-star rating!"

Murakami Takashi dragged a large pot of unknown magic potion with a floating curse and stamped it aggressively next to the priest. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and his lips wriggled a few times, as if he wanted to curse, but he was afraid of being laughed at by the two young wizards. When I was struggling, a funnel was inserted into my mouth.

"Um, wouldn't this be bad?" Takashi Murakami asked in a worried voice, "I always feel like I'm forcing myself on others."

Although he said this, his eyes were full of eagerness to try.

"Ahem, it's actually my first time to use this strange method, but you have to believe in Hermione's potion." Robert whispered, "I'm just scaring him. I guess he will tell all the information honestly after one drink." Revealed."

Looking at the horrified expression of a certain priest, Murakami nodded, feeling that what he said made sense.