Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Azeroth

Chapter 78 77. Ron accidentally took the love potion and the abnormality of the invisibility cloak

"There's no such person in Hogwarts! - Wait, love potion?" Harry suddenly realized something, "Chocolate is flying."

The next moment, the chocolate that Ron was holding in his hand flew into his hand. Harry quickly unwrapped it and smelled it - to be honest, he didn't smell any strange smell.

Love potions are a broad category of potions that make the drinker infatuated or obsessed with the person who gave him or her the potion.

Although he had never made one himself nor seen one, Harry had seen some common characteristics of love potions in books. For example, the love potion had a mother-of-pearl luster and spiraling vapor, and its scent changed according to each person's preference.

But those are the characteristics of the potion's state. After being added to food or water, this characteristic will become basically undetectable.

"...I really want to see her, Harry." Ron took a few steps forward blankly, his face full of longing and fantasy, "She is so beautiful, so wonderful...ah..."

The boy even sighed. He was obviously just an ignorant eleven-year-old boy, and he had no interest in women at all a few minutes ago.

"Beautiful? Wonderful?" Harry was already trying to hold back his laughter. "You've never even met this Lottie Lawrence, have you? Maybe she's already a mother of several children."

Suddenly there was no response, and Ron froze there, as if he had hit some bug. The power of the potion was reversing the situation.

"I really haven't seen it." Still with that confused voice, Ron's head seemed to finally come around. There was light in his eyes and his voice was full of hope. "But I can go look for it! Harry! You will help me!"

"Hermione and Neville really shouldn't have gone back this holiday," Harry sighed sincerely, "They missed too many good things."

"What do you mean, Harry?" Ron suddenly became angry and shouted, "I don't allow you to laugh at Lottie!!"

"All petrified!"

This was Harry's answer.

A red light flashed, and Ron seemed to have turned into a stone statue, standing there in a daze. His final posture looked as if he was about to pounce on Harry and fight him to the death.

Ron's last shout was so loud that Harry could already hear Madam Norris's meow, approaching quickly.

After thinking for a while, Harry threw the gargoyle Ron into an empty classroom next to him and covered him with the invisibility cloak. Then, within a few seconds, he saw Mrs. Norris running around the corner of the corridor, and he could faintly hear Filch's shouting from behind.

“Meow! —Meow~”

The sound changes in this way. Harry has a good relationship with Mrs. Norris. Well, in fact, he has a good relationship with small animals, such as Mr. Bigglesworth, the cat that Kel'Thuzad raises.

When Filch climbed up the stairs with great effort, he saw Mrs. Norris rubbing against Harry's legs and feet, meowing constantly.

"Aha! The night-wandering student!" Filch shouted as he reached the stairs. "I've caught you at last. I'm going to send you to - Harry Potter?!"

Filch's eyes widened as if someone had suddenly grabbed his throat.

"Good evening, Mr. Filch, and Merry Christmas," Harry stood up and greeted him. Thanks to Mrs. Norris's friendliness, the relationship between him and Filch, although not very good friends, was at least harmonious.

If Ron hadn't been under the influence of a love potion and his mental state was not so worrying, and people who have been under the potion will remember everything that happened during that time after waking up, then given his relationship with Filch, neither of them would have had to hide.

Everything was just to protect Ron's face and take care of his good friend's shame.

"I ate a little too much at the banquet during the day, so I didn't have a good dinner," Harry explained to Filch, "so I'm a little hungry now, and I want to go take a look in the kitchen."

"Oh, oh... Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas... Are you hungry? If you are hungry, then it's time to eat something." Filch rubbed his hands awkwardly. To be honest, Harry had seen him like this before.

This is what it looks like when you want to ask someone to do something but are too embarrassed to ask.

"Is there anything I can help you with? Mr. Filch, you're welcome." Harry raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you finished the cat food you bought earlier? I can write to my aunt and ask her to buy some more."

"Well, it's not about the cat food." Filch looked like he was about to sweat. He looked very nervous. "It's about your previous - your club - I mean, can you still join it now?"

Filch did not attend the first class of the Shaman Club. He regretted it so much when the students spread the news about what happened in the class.

A secret that no student knows is that although Filch works at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he cannot cast spells and is a Squib.

It was hard to say whether the hostility he usually displayed towards students was out of jealousy, jealousy of those young students being able to cast magic freely.

"You want to be a shaman?" Harry asked in surprise, not knowing this about the Squib.

"No - no no, I mean - I think!" Filch even said this through gritted teeth.

"I see..." Harry thought for a moment, then took out a bottle of Earth Bond Potion from his dragonhide bag and said, "Logically speaking, we won't be recruiting new members before the next year's freshmen arrive. But Mr. Filch, you are a professor after all. Here."

Harry placed the potion on Filch's hands, which were already shaking with excitement.

"I guess you've probably heard about the specific process from the students," Harry said seriously. "Go to the foot of the mountain, in front of the newly built shaman altar and drink it. I can't guarantee success, so you have to be mentally prepared, Mr. Filch."

"Of course! Of course!" Filch nodded excitedly. He had memorized the entire lesson by heart. "If I had the talent, I could establish a connection with the earth element! Then I could - cough! Anyway, thank you very much!"

Filch stopped talking abruptly. He coughed and said, "You should know where the kitchen is. Go down this corridor and turn right. Go down the stairs of the main building of the castle. In a stone underground corridor, there is an oil painting of a bowl of fruit. You can go in by just scratching the pear in the painting. Just tell the house-elf your request."

Filch was so enthusiastic that he was even afraid that Harry didn't know the way, so he offered to lead the way. Harry refused several times before he was willing to leave, looking in a hurry.

Filch left with a smile on his face. If nothing unexpected happened, he would probably go to the shaman altar to drink medicine that night... Harry wished him success.

After watching Filch leave completely, Harry pushed open the door of the classroom next to him. Strangely, he suddenly found that he could not sense Ron's existence at all, as if he was not there - until Harry reached out and pulled off the invisibility cloak.

Ron's presence appeared instantly.

In terms of the effect alone, Harry thought that this invisibility cloak was quite good. At least it didn't need to be pressed at the bottom of the box. If all invisibility cloaks in the wizarding world had this effect, then Harry felt that he would have to be more careful in the wild in the future.

——But it doesn’t seem right?
Harry's spirit kept warning him, preventing him from thinking about this matter.

What exactly is wrong?
Or have I forgotten something?
Invisibility Cloak - Invisibility - How to Be Invisible - Materials - Invisible Beast - Invisible Monster!!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Harry's mind, and he suddenly realized what he had overlooked.

According to the records in the magic book, the wizards' invisibility cloaks are woven from the hair of invisible beasts, and the hair of the invisible beasts will gradually lose its effect after being separated from the body of the invisible beast. This means that the wizards' invisibility cloaks are actually consumables, and even the most sophisticated ones are difficult to use for more than ten years.

But what did Dumbledore say?

Your father's legacy - this means that even if your father just got this invisibility cloak, it must have been more than ten years ago.

But this invisibility cloak didn't look aged at all, and its invisibility effect was still very good... Harry couldn't even find any broken threads or rough edges on the cloak.

Especially the hair of the invisible beast, he did not find any trace of hair - the whole invisibility cloak seemed to be made of some kind of liquid, a silver-gray liquid, very smooth, and could even flow into a cup like water. From the appearance alone, no traces of weaving could be seen.

But rather than the material, what made Harry serious was the fact that it allowed the user to escape his perception.

It's like it disappeared from this world, completely non-existent, without any trace or any other factors.

——Even the Invisible Beast couldn't do this. Harry had indeed seen the Invisible Beast, in Newt's suitcase, and the day before he went to the suitcase, Hagrid had delivered a litter of Invisible Monsters in the suitcase. The next day, Newt specifically compared the appearance of the Invisible Beast and the Invisible Monster to several children, and even guided several people to touch them with their own hands.

Harry clearly remembered that even if those invisible beasts that looked like apes were invisible, he could still sense their presence - as long as they were still breathing and had warmth.

This is completely different from the effect of this dress.

Is it because of the magic that the wizard cast during the processing? Or is it because of some special craftsmanship?
But that's not right, is it? If wizards had this skill, then the invisibility cloak would have no expiration date.

If the place they were in wasn't really inappropriate, Harry would have wanted to stick a totem in there and ask his father what was going on with the invisibility cloak.

——Harry guessed that this was probably a special legacy of the Potter family.

Even Ron's matter was put aside for the time being. After all, taking a small amount of love potion would not harm the user. As long as the user did not continue to take it, the effect would naturally wear off.

In this deserted classroom, Harry began to study the invisibility cloak in his hand - the methods included but were not limited to wind cutting, lightning arrows, and even fire roasting.

Unscathed.

If the Invisibility Cloak wasn't out of stock, Harry would have wanted to buy one to compare, but even so, he was sure that his cloak was definitely different.

Suddenly, Harry turned around.

"who!"

Just like a chameleon appearing, a man suddenly appeared in front of the wall behind him - Dumbledore.

"Disillusionment Charm?" Harry raised an eyebrow. "What did you say about Professor Trelawney when you first told me about her?"

"Let me think... Oh, I seemed to say that she had real ability," Dumbledore said, recalling.

"It seems to be true." Harry nodded and put down his hand. "Why are you here?"

"You know what? Harry," Dumbledore said helplessly, "You look more like a headmaster than I do - if I remember correctly, it should be curfew time now."

"Sorry, I thought night walks were a traditional custom of Hogwarts." Harry also joked, "I didn't expect to meet you here, Principal Dumbledore."

"I had no idea," Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Good vigilance, Harry. I'm sure you'll get along well with my other friend."

"Does he have to verify your identity every time he sees you?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Dumbledore shrugged and said, "and it's even more exaggerated than you. He never even eats or drinks outside."

"Then he must have suffered in this regard." Harry nodded. "Some lessons only need to be learned once."

"Ah, that's something he could say," Dumbledore said with emotion, "So Harry, could you please explain why you and your friend who was petrified appeared in such a remote place in the middle of the night?"

"Night tour," Harry said briefly, "because of your Christmas present, Ron couldn't wait to try it out."

"...That makes sense," Dumbledore said with a subtle look on his face, "What about the petrification spell?"

"We found a secret chamber during our night tour, and Ron found some chocolates in it," Harry sighed, "but they were actually made by former students... chocolates infused with love potions."

It can be seen that even the knowledgeable Dumbledore now has a somewhat complicated expression.

"...Every Valentine's Day, Madam Pomfrey always receives many children who have accidentally ingested love potions." Dumbledore walked over and pried open Ron's eyelids to take a look, and continued, "I thought it would take a few more years for you to reach this stage. Um... the spell stops instantly."

The next second, Ron seemed to suddenly come alive and moved violently.

"Harry!!" Ron roared in a low voice, not even caring about Dumbledore being in front of him, "You didn't even save me in the first place! Instead, you were studying that invisibility cloak!!"

"Calm down, Ron." Harry glanced at the smiling Dumbledore and consoled him, "You only ate a small piece of chocolate. It will only take a little time for you to wake up naturally. To be honest, it's amazing that the chocolate still has the effect of medicine."

It was not an illusion. Harry had been keeping an eye on Dumbledore. When Ron mentioned that he was studying the invisibility cloak, Dumbledore's hand, which was stroking his beard, suddenly paused.

"You should at least remove the petrifying curse for me!" Although he had accepted Harry's reason, Ron still said angrily: "You don't know how uncomfortable I was like that... Sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore, we violated the school rules."

Even though they had all eaten at the same table before, Ron was still a little nervous when he met Dumbledore outside - a mixture of nervousness and admiration.

"It's okay," Dumbledore joked, "I have no doubt that you will become a handsome young man like your father when you grow up, but before that, remember not to eat anything given to you by others - especially by a witch."

In an instant, Ron's face was almost redder than his hair. He muttered a long string of excuses, but no one could hear what he was saying, which made people laugh.

"So what brings you here, Headmaster Dumbledore?" Harry asked.

"Actually... you are the unexpected ones, Harry." Dumbledore sighed deeply, "I come here almost every day during this period."

"here?"

As he spoke, Harry carefully observed the abandoned classroom for the first time since he stepped into it, looking for anything unusual here - it was actually quite obvious, because in the corner of the classroom, there was only a mirror with a very smooth surface, and the other things were mostly worn-out and dusty tables and chairs.

Harry walked over.

This is a very imposing mirror, reaching all the way to the ceiling, with an ornate golden frame and supported by two claw-shaped feet at the bottom.

And on the top of the mirror frame there is a line of words engraved: 'Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi'.

It was a very easy puzzle to solve; all it took was turning it upside down. Harry hadn't even used the little trick Brian Bronzebeard had given him.

'I show not your face but your heart's desire.'

"What I present is not your face, but the desire in your heart," Harry said softly.

"Mirror of Erised" Dumbledore came to Harry's side, stared at the surface of the mirror and said, "It is very ancient and very mysterious. No one knows how it does it."

Harry discovered that there were many magical items in the wizarding world that could read minds. Such items often contained unknown dangers before the principles were understood, but - Harry still looked towards the center of the mirror.

The cleanest area.

As he thought, Harry saw what he had long known and desired most.

his home.

Not the house he built in the suitcase Newt gave him, but the real .

The home of Harry Bloodhoof.

(End of this chapter)