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

“I’m sorry, Professor Sprout.”

Harry Potter shrugged helplessly; this was something he found difficult to explain.

You can't possibly say that you have a powerful soul inside your head, teaching you what to do, right?

I can't say this out loud, or I'll be treated like a lunatic.

However, considering Professor Quirrell's condition, Harry Potter felt that things might not be so bad.

Professor Sprout, wand in hand, was about to restrain Harry Potter and stop him.

Then, at that moment, Lin Yu made his move.

An overwhelming pressure enveloped Professor Sprout.

This caused her to stop moving abruptly.

He stood frozen in place like a statue, unable to move even his eyes.

Under these circumstances, Professor Sprout could only watch helplessly as Harry Potter, with a straw in his mouth, jumped into the large vat.

The moment Harry Potter jumped into the vat, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

But he couldn't open his mouth at all; an invisible force sealed it shut, along with the straw, isolating it from the medicine in the vat and preventing it from being corroded.

pain!

It hurts so much!

Putting aside the corrosive effects of the medicine, the scalding boiling water alone was enough to turn this experience into a hellish ordeal.

Even though Harry Potter had undergone a period of training, he still couldn't withstand the damage.

When the skin is heated, it quickly turns red and blisters, and then begins to ulcerate.

At this point, the medicine began to take effect.

Flesh and blood began to corrode rapidly, skin, muscle, and layers rotting quickly all the way to the bones.

Under the influence of the potion, Harry Potter was like a wax figure, his entire body rapidly melting away.

Faced with such intense pain, Harry Potter instinctively wanted to escape from the vat, but unfortunately, with Lin Yu there, he could forget about it.

An invisible force held Harry Potter firmly inside the vat, giving him absolutely no chance of escape.

The flesh and blood were constantly corroded, but under the influence of the regenerative herbs in the large vat, they were constantly regenerated.

Corrosion, regeneration, corrosion, regeneration.

It goes on and on, never stopping.

Professor Sprout stared in horror at what was happening in the large vat before him.

This scene was like a living hell.

Harry Potter was treated like an unforgivable sinner, suffering this inhumane torture.

The scarlet muscles, the rotting face, even the exposed eyeballs and blood vessels.

Everything looked so terrifying and chilling.

Professor Sprout could hardly imagine how painful and excruciating this would be.

But now she can't do anything; she can neither call for help nor leave.

All I could do was stand there and watch helplessly as Harry Potter suffered this torment.

Inside the water tank, Harry Potter was still struggling in agony.

He was truly regretting it; how could he have been so foolish as to agree to his master's request to increase the difficulty of the tempering process?

Now look, this kind of pain is simply unbearable for a human being.

He now wishes he could just smash his head against a wall and die; compared to living, dying might be a relief.

But no matter what he thinks, the current situation is unchangeable.

He was completely immersed in the medicinal liquid, being constantly tempered.

This process lasted for a full hour.

For the entire hour, Harry Potter endured this torment.

Professor Sprout watched the whole time, and apart from Harry Potter's splashing sounds, nothing else could be heard in the entire Herbology classroom.

After Harry Potter had used up all the potion in the large vat, the flames went out.

The originally murky medicine became clear after its medicinal effects were completely exhausted.

When it's all over.

The forces that had previously bound Harry Potter and Professor Sprout have finally disappeared.

Having lost his black hair, Harry Potter lay panting like a dead dog beside the still-hot vat.

Professor Sprout, who was finally able to move, rushed over upon seeing this.

They pulled the exhausted Harry Potter out of the vat.

When he was about to make his move, Professor Sprout was worried that he might accidentally pull Harry Potter's arm off.

Fortunately, this terrifying thing did not happen.

After leaving the water tank, Harry Potter collapsed onto the ground.

Fortunately, Lin Yu was very thoughtful; he even preserved his underwear.

Otherwise, things would be quite awkward right now.

"Thank you, Professor Sprout."

Harry Potter said weakly, this ordeal was unprecedented and extremely painful.

Compared to this, the previous tempering was nothing at all, it was like child's play.

"Mr. Potter, what exactly happened just now?"

"Or did you do all of this?"

Professor Sprout felt a chill run down his spine when he thought of the force that had just bound him and the terrifying pressure that came with it.

Now that she was finally free, she asked impatiently.

Faced with Professor Sprout's question, Harry Potter made no attempt to hide anything.

Lin Yu had already told him how to deal with it before this happened.

"No, I didn't do it. How could I possibly be capable of doing such a thing?"

Harry Potter shook his head and said, "This was made by my master, and he was helping me with my training."

"master?"

Although the word was unfamiliar, Professor Sprout knew what it meant.

She subconsciously looked around, but couldn't see a single person, so she hesitated and said...

"Is your master right here with us?"

"Yes and no, my master is everywhere."

Upon hearing Harry Potter's somewhat mystical words, Professor Sprout's expression changed slightly.

This sounds like something out of a god.

As wizards who possess extraordinary powers, they naturally have great faith in even more powerful gods or beings from mythology.

But now that it's actually happening in front of me, I still can't help feeling a bit afraid.

“Mr. Potter, I think it’s time to stop your cultivation for the time being.”

"I want to inform the principal about the specific situation before making a decision."

If it really involves deities or something, then it's no small matter.

At least from what we just saw, it was definitely not something she could handle.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 233 An Unparalleled Being, a Powerful Being Capable of Destroying the World

"Of course, Professor Sprout, if possible, I can speak to Professor Dumbledore myself."

Harry Potter nodded weakly as he spoke.

"I might need your little bit of help."

Harry Potter pointed to the clothes beside him and said helplessly.

Professor Sprout nodded, came over and helped Harry Potter tidy up his clothes, and then the two left the classroom.

Leaving the classroom, the two didn't walk very fast, mainly because Harry Potter was quite exhausted.

This time, Harry Potter really got a tough fight.

Just considering the corrosive substances in the potion, it would probably dissolve ten people into a pool of bones and blood.