The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 639 Yarrow (Please subscribe, please bookmark, please vote)
The next day's exams were Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, and Arithmancy. Ryan completed the exams smoothly. Arithmancy was special among the three subjects because the written exam and the practical test were actually one exam. In addition, very few people chose this course, so this exam was put after the practical exams of Defense Against the Dark Arts and Herbology in the afternoon.

So after finishing the full day's exams, it was already very late. Fortunately, the school knew about this situation, so they prepared a simple dinner in the auditorium for those students who didn't have time to eat dinner because of the exams.

However, Ryan didn't have much energy to taste the food at this time. After hurriedly eating a beef burger and drinking a glass of milk, he immediately picked up his schoolbag and ran upstairs. Hermione saw this and finished the last bite of salad in the salad bowl and followed him.

"You can eat slowly. You don't have to accompany me now. I can handle this thing today by myself. I don't need anyone's help." Ryan saw Hermione jogging and caught up with him, then turned to her and said, "You can take care of your own things."

"You are brewing a very important potion related to death. How can I not go and have a look at it at this time? My own affairs today are not as important as this." Hermione reached out and put her hair that had fallen to the front because of running behind her ears, then looked at Ryan very seriously and said.

This is seriousness and thirst for knowledge, Ryan sighed in his heart. After spending a long time together, he found that although Hermione was smart, she was not so smart. The reason why she could achieve today's results was that she always maintained an attitude of seeking knowledge and the perseverance to keep working hard for something.

After arriving at the laboratory, the helmet containing the medicine was still floating in the air, and runes the size of soybeans kept flickering around it, twinkling like stars in the night sky.

After entering the helmet, the liquid inside was still spinning slowly as they had seen when they left. However, unlike yesterday, the liquid today had a glittering silver light, just like crystal mud.

"Now is the last step." Ryan said as he took out a small glass bottle from his arms, which contained only enough black liquid to cover the bottom of the bottle.

These liquids are Voldemort's blood. Ryan collected these precious liquids from the blade after fighting Voldemort in the last battle. They are the most critical ingredients for this potion.

After Voldemort's blood fell into the pot, the liquid in the pot began to churn again. But after just a few seconds, the liquid returned to calm. However, the potion looked completely different from before, and it looked like a pot of black asphalt. But its texture was much smoother than asphalt.

After making a few gestures, all the runes disappeared, and the helmet slowly fell to the ground. Ryan took out a green jade and inserted it into the liquid. Instantly, black spread on the jade, and finally turned the green jade into a piece of jet.

"Ah, success." A smile appeared on Ryan's face, and then he took out seventy-seven forty-nine rice-sized brown seeds with grooves on them from the space bag and threw them into the potion in the helmet.

After the seed fell into the potion, it was not melted by the black liquid in the helmet as the normal story would develop, but it underwent a series of magical changes with the potion. Under Hermione's incredulous gaze, a cluster of plants that looked like they were carved from black jade quickly emerged from the helmet.

This tuft of grass looks very unique, a little bit like mugwort, with serrated leaves that look like a bunch of bird feathers or some kind of myriapod insect.

"What is this?" Hermione looked at everything in front of her in disbelief. "Now you should tell me what you have been doing these two days. Before, I only felt that you were brewing a very important potion that contained the power of life and death. But now it seems that you have other ways to make this potion, and it is not for anyone to drink." "You guessed right." Ryan said, summoning the Madonna of the Rose and tapping the cluster of plants on the helmet a few times. The Madonna of the Rose immediately released a beam of pink light that enveloped the plants. In the pink light, the plants that consumed all the potions in the helmet floated up from the helmet, and then began to slowly try to weave into something.

"These are yarrow seeds brought from behind the tomb of Fuxi in the Celestial Empire." Ryan turned to Hermione and explained as he watched a straw man gradually take shape, "After getting the mysterious man's blood, I finally prepared all the elements for casting spells. And this method is a Maoshan secret treasure that I got from my master, Uncle Nine. A method that can guarantee that the mysterious man's soul will be taken out of Harry without hurting him."

"Really? This is amazing." After hearing Ryan's words, Hermione clasped her hands in front of her chest and waved them vigorously, because she knew that Voldemort's last trump card was his Horcruxes. As long as the Horcruxes existed, he would be reborn again and again. And Harry, the Horcrux that Voldemort accidentally created, was the most difficult one to deal with among all his Horcruxes, so this news was definitely good news.

"Of course it's real." The yarrow floating in the air was woven into a black straw man as big as a person under the effect of magic. At the moment the straw man was formed, Ryan made a gesture and put away the Madonna of the Rose. "Let's go find Principal Dumbledore now."

After that, he made a few gestures to the straw man again, and the straw man shrank rapidly, finally shrinking to the size of a palm and falling to the ground. Ryan stepped forward and picked up the straw man.

"There's something I've never figured out." Hermione asked on the way to the headmaster's office. "You've given me a completely different feeling since the end of last semester. How should I put it? You seem to be a lot more flamboyant than before."

"Do you think this is bad?" Ryan asked as he walked to the front.

"No, no, I certainly don't think it's bad. In fact, from my personal point of view, I like you better now. I felt that you were a little too restrained in the past when you tried your best to hide yourself." Hermione replied immediately. "I just think that your personality has changed too much during this period of time, which is a bit abnormal."

"As long as you don't hate this change." Ryan shrugged, "As for why it has changed, it's because I finally have the power to allow us to gain a foothold in the magical world."

"By the way, you created the Madonna of the Rose at that time." Hermione immediately understood what Ryan meant, "But was all the effort really worth it? You had to stay alert and hide yourself for several years. I think it must have been very hard!"

"It's hard, but it's necessary, Hermione." Ryan stopped and turned to look at Hermione. "Because of our origins, we don't have a family to back us up in the wizarding world. We are not the beloved students of any powerful wizard, and we don't have any powerful bloodline to bless us with strength. So we can only rely on ourselves. Fortunately, we have mastered the way to make ourselves stronger, and now we finally have the strength to make our own voices heard."

"That means that our second-year ideas can really be put into action," Hermione said. "Although we have waited for several years, we also have more things to do. But I am glad that our original dream can now be implemented."

"Yes! It is worth celebrating that a childhood dream can come true." Ryan also began to recall the goal he and Hermione set in the temporary dormitory of the Hogwarts Express when they were exchange students in Castro Brussels, Brazil. "We are indeed lucky to be able to do this."

(End of this chapter)