The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Gilderoy Lockhart looked rather excited after leaving Filch's office.

"You succeeded! You can regain the ability to release magic in Squibs, and if you publish this research, you can even directly receive the Order of Merlin!"

"The technology for making this potion is not very mature, far from the level that can be announced." Erwin said seriously: "I need you to keep it a secret."

"Of course, of course." Lockhart nodded, "You can rest assured."

He suddenly became a little hesitant, "Mr. Frost, I don't know if this new drug will work for me?"

"I'm afraid not." Erwin shook his head. "Your problem is not blood. I have no way to study the voodoo curse you have now."

Lockhart's disappointment was hard to hide, but he recovered quickly.

His past experience has proved that in the British wizarding world, he doesn't even need magical power to thrive.

Not to mention hugging such a thigh now.

After sending Lockhart back to his office, Erwin walked back to the Gryffindor lounge alone, with no one around, and Riddle began to habitually show his presence again at this time.

"You left that old Squib's office just like that? Why don't you try to buy people's hearts? Although he was only used to test the effect of the medicine, this part of the medicine should not be wasted and should play a role."

"Why should I buy him?" Erwin asked knowingly.

"The old Squib is indeed an incompetent person. He is too old. Even if he regains the ability to use magic, the level he can reach is extremely limited. But he is still in an important position after all. An idiot Lockhart has already let you enjoy A lot of help, if this old Squib is willing to obey your orders, it will be much more convenient for you to do anything at Hogwarts."

"That's true." Erwin didn't deny it, "but the problem is, I asked him to agree to test the medicine in the name of Professor Dumbledore."

"So he will be most grateful to Dumbledore?" Riddle chuckled, "Do you have any aggrieved feeling of making wedding clothes for others?"

"That's not so."

"It really doesn't need to be like this. You should make it clear that you are yourself, Dumbledore is Dumbledore, and Hogwarts is Hogwarts. When you are not strong enough, in the name of justice, order and truth will let you You can easily achieve a certain goal, but you will eventually be bound by it, and even backlash, only if you are strong enough, can you ignore these stupid rules..."

Riddle started rambling habitually.

Erwin felt that this routine seemed a little familiar, and the constant, repeated whispers in his ear sounded completely for your consideration, making you unwarranted.And as long as the time is long enough, the will, no matter how strong as steel, will be gradually eroded by whispers and changed.

So he directly muted Riddle.

The ears immediately became much clearer.

Arriving in front of the fat lady, the woman's broad face had a very dull expression.

"Password."

"Licorice wand. Just out of curiosity, can you name me?" Erwin asked suddenly.

"..."

"It seems impossible." Erwin was not surprised.

With the intelligence of the portrait, it is impossible for her to remember the name and appearance of every student, but it would be good if she could remember the password.

Entering the Gryffindor lounge, Erwin immediately saw a group of students surrounding Fred and George, making noise.

The two brothers wore thick overcoats, and kept taking out all kinds of gadgets, snacks, toys, and recreational books from their pockets in exchange for copper and silver coins from other students.

It seems that their mobile grocery store has opened. The coats on their bodies should have some simple space magic, so they can hold a lot of things in their pockets.

Of course, it should be the most basic application of non-trace stretching.

Those students got what they wanted.Satisfied and left.Fred and George's facial features were flying, they sat down to Erwin, and took out a sealed bottle of golden drink.

"The most expensive kind of butter beer, from the Three Broomsticks, we invite you."

Erwin was also polite, opened the lid directly and took a big sip. The butter beer was not only filled with butter, but also added a lot of cream and sugar to cater for the taste of the students.

The overall taste is okay, Hogwarts house elves do not serve alcoholic beverages, so butter beer is very popular among students.

"Give me a bottle too." Ron happened to come back at this time, and he was hungry immediately.

"Thank you for two Sickles, pay first." George stretched out his hand.

"I'm your real brother!" Ron was aggrieved.

"So what? You're not so shameless that you want your brothers to support you forever?" Fred said seriously.

"Count me buying Ron a drink," said Erwin, cutting off the banter between the Weasley brothers.

The simple-minded Ron's emotions were written all over his face, "Friend enough." He began to drink his share of drink happily.

Little Ron's happiness is still very simple.

"Go back to your dormitory after drinking." Fred sent Ron.

A brown-haired girl walked into the lounge from the stairs in the dormitory at this time, and she caressed her face a little uneasily.

After seeing the drinks on the tables of several people, she was quite surprised, "Are you drinking... beer?"

"Is there a problem?" George glanced at her.

"But minors shouldn't drink alcohol..."

Who could say such things but Hermione?

"According to what you said, do all the students in Hogwarts have to go to Azkaban?" Fred laughed, "You will also go to Hogsmeade in the third grade, basically every student They always start with a butterbeer when they get there."

Hermione was momentarily at a loss for words.

Erwin's attention was now on her face, and he felt that the freckles on Hermione's cheeks seemed to have faded a little.

Maybe it's an illusion, but looking at the top of the head, the cat ears seem to have completely disappeared.

"Has your problem been solved by Madam Pomfrey?" Erwin asked.

Hermione turned her attention away from the beer and nodded slightly, blushing.

"It's a pity," Erwin shrugged, "Actually, I think you are quite cute like that."

Ron, who was drinking butter beer, immediately nodded in agreement.

Hermione was taken aback for a moment, then became impatient and clenched her pink fist.

This guy really left the cat ears and tail on purpose!

Her face turned cold, she turned around and went back to the dormitory, her footsteps were heavy, expressing her anger.

Ron also finished his butterbeer at this time, and wanted to stay here, but was sent away by his brothers resentfully.

"How's the business?" Erwin asked when no other unrelated people were around.

"It's not bad, it's quite interesting." The two brothers beamed with joy.