Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

But a person's name is like a tree's shadow.

Voldemort's reputation still needs to be taken a little seriously.

'It's just a remnant soul; what are you afraid of with my guidance?'

"Even if you really wet your pants in fear, I'm here. Dealing with one like this will be a piece of cake."

'If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to keep this guy so you could take revenge yourself, I would have captured him long ago and studied him thoroughly.'

Lin Yu casually remarked that he really didn't care about Voldemort or anything like that.

He had already grasped most of the magic in Hogwarts.

Nowadays, there are only some forms of black magic that lack access to information.

Voldemort is the best person to learn about.

This guy has countless forbidden spells in his head; although many of them aren't very powerful, they still have quite good effects.

"With your words, Master, there's no problem!"

Harry Potter chuckled, instantly becoming fearless. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 232 Appearance, World Wanderer

With Voldemort as his goal, Harry Potter became even more diligent in his training.

However, the training Lin Yu provided also became more difficult.

For example, regarding body training, although Gryffindor has not yet won the championship.

But anyone with eyes can see that this is practically no different from winning the championship.

Because the score gap between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, who are currently in second place, is now almost two hundred points.

And if he could still rank second, one can only imagine how many points the other colleges required.

The gap between them is no longer something that can be caught up with.

It's so beautiful that just one look at it can fill you with despair.

Not to mention how domineering Harry Potter was on the Quidditch pitch.

One ball for one kid, it's completely unreasonable.

It's basically confirmed that Gryffindor will undoubtedly win this time.

This meant that some of the privileges that Professor McGonagall had promised him were able to be fulfilled ahead of schedule.

For example, there are even more brutal methods of body tempering.

"Mr. Potter, are you sure your cultivation requires these things?"

Upon seeing the list provided by Harry Potter, Professor McGonagall in the office frowned and said with some surprise.

“Yes, Professor McGonagall, I really need these things to aid my practice.”

Harry Potter nodded and said without hesitation.

"But many of these things are extremely dangerous; they are raw materials used to make lethal potions, you..."

"Thank you for your concern, Professor McGonagall, but I understand,"

"And I will use it properly under Professor Sprout's supervision."

Professor McGonagall had another requirement regarding the use of these items: they must be used under the supervision of professionals.

She initially intended to ask Professor Snape for help with this.

But Harry Potter firmly rejected him.

Compared to Snape, who had a personal grudge against his father.

Professor Sprout is clearly more suitable.

"In that case, I won't say anything more."

"But Mr. Potter, I hope you will prioritize your studies and not put the cart before the horse."

As Harry Potter left Professor McGonagall, he felt both nervous and excited.

The tension stems from not knowing what kind of torture one is about to endure, while the anticipation arises from the immense improvement one will experience under such torture.

I jogged all the way to the place where I usually had my herbal medicine class.

Professor Sprout had been waiting there for quite some time.

“Mr. Potter, as your teacher, I really don’t recommend that you get involved with these things.”

"These things are extremely dangerous. Even if I wanted to use them, I would have to take all sorts of precautions."

Upon meeting Harry Potter, Professor Sprout spoke earnestly.

Like Professor McGonagall, she clearly felt that it wasn't appropriate for Harry Potter to be exposed to these things.

"Professor Sprout, thank you for your concern, but this idea of ​​mine did not come on a whim."

Harry Potter shook his head and said seriously.

"In that case, I'll help you with it. You can also watch and learn how to safely handle these herbs."

Professor Sprout sighed and began to help Harry Potter extract the necessary ingredients from the herbs, as Harry had instructed.

In about two hours, the once empty classroom was filled with many bottles and jars.

The air in the classroom also became somewhat stuffy.

A strange smell permeated the air.

"Mr. Potter, all the raw materials you need have been processed. Did you see the steps clearly just now?"

“Look closely at Professor Sprout.”

Harry Potter nodded and said thank you.

"What's next? What are you going to do with these dangerous things?"

At this point, Professor Sprout was also quite curious, wondering how these things could be used for cultivation.

"Of course it's allocated."

Harry Potter said with a smile.

In front of Professor Sprout, he began to use the various extracted essences to prepare the medicine he needed.

These proportions were certainly not created by Harry Potter.

This conclusion was reached by Lin Yu after conducting simple pharmacological research and deduction.

This ratio of medicine can temper Harry Potter's body to the greatest extent possible, without causing him any real damage or injury.

It can maximize the potential of the human body.

Professor Sprout watched Harry Potter concocting the potion with a bewildered expression, his initial incomprehension gradually turning into confusion.

Because she began to discover that what Harry Potter's seemingly haphazard arrangement actually contained hidden patterns.

Although the prepared medicine still doesn't look like it can be used normally, some of the proportions are quite impressive.

After a while, once Harry Potter had carefully prepared the potion according to Lin Yu's instructions, Lin Yu's voice rang out.

'Go prepare the water vat and start the fire.'

Harry Potter nodded and, using what was available, borrowed what he needed from Professor Sprout.

Then, under her watchful eye, he poured the mixture he had just prepared, along with water, into the large vat.

"Do these medicines need to be boiled down to take shape?"

Professor Sprout spoke with curiosity, while pondering what would happen to some of the ingredients after being boiled at high temperatures.

The water in the large vat started to bubble and gurgle.

Harry Potter swallowed hard, his face showing a tense expression.

"No, it doesn't need to be boiled to be effective."

"But now I'm going in."

"what?"

Professor Sprout thought he might have misheard.

She stared in stunned silence at the large vat of boiling water before her.

"Are you kidding me, Mr. Potter?"

"No, Professor Sprout, although I would like to answer you that way, at this stage, entering the vat is the training method I need."

As he spoke, Harry Potter began to take off his clothes.

“Wait, Mr. Potter, I think you’re being ridiculous.”

"Not to mention that the potion you just mixed contains many corrosive properties, the boiling water alone is not something a person can enter."

As Professor Sprout spoke, he prepared to stop Harry Potter's idea.