The Rune Mage Starting at Hogwarts

Sitting next to Ryze, Terry was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe, fearing that Snape would deduct some points for being too close to Ryze.

This targeted behavior continued until mid-February.

February 14th is Valentine's Day.

On this day, Hogwarts Great Hall was filled with a sweet, cloying fragrance.

The number of letters from the owls was several times higher than usual, and almost all of them came in pink envelopes, making the atmosphere in the auditorium look somewhat chaotic.

There were naturally many pink greeting cards piled up in front of Ryze, but he was clearly not very interested in these things.

He was currently only interested in studying the mysteries of magic and had no interest in these young witches who were just beginning to experience romantic feelings.

George and Fred, on the other hand, are very enthusiastic about Valentine's Day.

It wasn't because of how many greeting cards they received, or who they were going on a date with.

Instead, Rizzo took out some of the high-quality euphoria potions he had brewed last year and asked Gemini to take advantage of Valentine's Day to promote these potions to Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

On this sweet day, sales of euphoria drugs are very impressive.

In just one morning, George and Fred sold out all the euphoria drugs, and they and Ritz naturally made a fortune.

Fred even secretly told Reese that someone had asked if he could provide the other party with high-quality aphrodisiacs, which could be sold for a higher price. Reese naturally refused quite decisively.

Although euphoric drugs mostly produce false emotions, these emotions are controllable.

Aphrodisiacs are completely uncontrollable contraband, and selling them indiscriminately will only bring trouble. He doesn't want to add some excitement to his life because he thinks it's too mundane.

After the afternoon classes ended, Reese did not go back to her room for a Valentine's Day tea party like the other students, but went straight to greenhouse number three.

After two months, the sweetest fruit for Riz is finally ripening.

He arrived at the greenhouse early after receiving letters from Professors Neville and Sprout.

Neville strode into the greenhouse and waved quickly to Rez, who was standing next to Professor Sprout.

"Ryze, you've come at the perfect time!"

Neville said excitedly, “We were just waiting for you to come so we could pick its fruit.”

“We just finished the History of Magic class, and Professor Binns didn’t hear the bell ring, so he was more than ten minutes late in ending the class,” Rizz said, then looked at the half-person-high magical vine in front of Neville.

At the top of the vine hung a heavy, green fruit about the size of a bowl. The fruit's surface had several natural lines that divided it into even segments.

“This is truly a marvelous plant, Mr. White,” Professor Sprout exclaimed to Raz. “From the day it began to bear fruit, I have sensed the powerful life force contained within its fruit, and today that life force has finally reached its peak. Now that the day of harvest has finally arrived, we can finally know what the fruit is for!”

She handed Reese a pair of sterilized scissors, while Neville held a basket lined with a soft cloth.

She then gestured to Rezs that he, the discoverer of the seed, should be the one to harvest the first fruit.

Chapter 156: The Effects of Honey Fruit

Ritz took the scissors and examined the fruit up close.

As he got closer, he could smell the natural aroma of the fruit.

“I have a feeling this fruit will be very sweet,” Reese said, raising her scissors and decisively cutting at the stem.

Although there was only one fruit, it was much heavier than it looked.

Neville's arm wobbled slightly, but he still managed to catch it steadily in the basket.

He carefully placed the basket on the wooden table in the greenhouse, and then began to observe the condition of the vines after the fruit had been picked.

The vines that lost their fruit did not wither quickly like some magical plants. Although the leaves drooped slightly, they still maintained their vitality. These changes needed to be recorded.

“Mr. Longbottom, I’ll leave the record of the vine’s changes to you for now,” Professor Sprout instructed Neville to pay attention to which parts of the vine were changing.

Neville carefully wrote down all the keywords in his notebook, and then began measuring the data with a ruler.

After saying that, Professor Sprout turned around and began examining the fruit in the basket with Rez.

She first took out a thin, long silver needle and carefully pierced the fruit peel.

These are not ordinary silver needles, but alchemical items that have been magically treated and can detect common poisons or black magic curses.

The silver needles remained shiny and did not turn black when they were pulled out, which shows that the fruit was not poisonous and was not imbued with any black magic.

“The smell is very pure,” the professor said, sniffing the liquid on the silver needle before testing it on several magic test strips. “It’s not corrosive, and everything else is normal.”

To be absolutely sure, Professor Sprout also took a large Flopp caterpillar from a nearby wooden box.

This is the least threatening magical animal; it has little offensive power, a very docile temperament, and is easy to keep.

According to Hagrid, these creatures can thrive as long as they are left in the jungle and left alone.

These creatures are naturally able to identify dangerous plants by instinct. In addition, their slime has the effect of stabilizing potion ingredients and thickening. They can be considered the guinea pigs of the wizarding world, and they can be found almost everywhere.

Professor Sprout placed a small drop of clear juice in front of the Flopp silkworm and observed its reaction.

The fat caterpillar only paused for a few seconds next to the juice before immediately wriggling over and quickly sucking the juice clean.

After sucking up all the juice, it excitedly wiggled its body a few times, showing its love for the food.

“It seems to be safe and popular with magical creatures,” Professor Sprout said with a satisfied smile after carefully examining the caterpillar.

Using a specially made silver knife, she carefully cut a small piece of green flesh from the edge of the fruit, then divided it into three pieces and gave them to the three people present: "Come on, Mr. White and Mr. Longbottom, as its growers, let's see what this fruit tastes like."

Rizz took the small piece of green fruit and put it in his mouth.

The moment it enters your mouth, a sweet flavor melts in your mouth.

It wasn't the cloying syrupy kind, but rather a refreshing sweetness.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle warmth slid down my throat and quickly spread throughout my body.

Ryze felt as if a faint but pure life force had been injected into his body.

“This feeling…” Rizz carefully savored the fruit’s flavor and power, then turned to Professor Sprout. “Professor Sprout, I think its healing effects are amazing, seemingly comparable to refined cinnamon extract.”

Professor Sprout was observing the tiny scratches he had accidentally made on his hand that morning.

After eating the fruit, the scratch disappeared in a short time.

She exclaimed, "It's already at the level of senna extract without even being refined! This fruit is much more effective than I imagined. If we could extract its vitality, it could probably be used to make a very high-quality medicine!"

“This is the first time I’ve ever tasted such a sweet and not-too-sweet fruit,” Neville said, scratching his head a little shyly. After eating the fruit, his complexion became even rosier. “After eating it, I feel that the soreness after my daily workouts has subsided quite a bit.”

“It seems that this fruit is worth much more than we imagined,” Professor Sprout said, looking at the fruit with a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes. “Usually, plants with this kind of magic have a very strange taste, but this fruit not only has a very good therapeutic effect, but also has a wonderful taste.”

“I think we need to think about how to expand the planting scale of this magical fruit as soon as possible. It will definitely be loved by everyone,” she said, carefully cutting the fruit open with a knife to reveal several round seeds in the center.

“I plan to ask Mrs. Pomfrey to come over,” Professor Sprout said, looking at Reiz after he had done so. “I need her to give a more professional assessment of this fruit from a medical perspective.”

Professor Sprout paused for a moment before continuing, "Of course, if we want to maximize its effects, we'll probably have to consult Severus. His expertise in potions is the highest in our school, and I think if he helps, he should be able to develop a more suitable treatment specifically for its properties."

Neville instinctively tensed up when he heard Snape's name.

Riz nodded: "In that case, leave the delivery of fruit and explanations to me. I can't offer much help with planting, so you and Neville will have to do the work. But I can help with odd jobs."

Professor Sprout smiled at Raz: "You're the one who discovered this seed. If you hadn't sensed its special nature, the wizarding world might have lost this treasure, Mr. White."

As she said this, she separated the pulp from the seeds and then carefully divided them into multiple samples.

She put two of them into clean glass bottles, cast a simple preservation spell on them, and handed them to Rizzi, asking him to deliver them to the infirmary and the underground classroom later.

"By the way, now that the fruit has been cultivated, it's customary for you, the discoverer, to name it. That way, I can record its name in the reports I write to the principal and the board of directors. Do you have any good ideas?"

Ryze looked at the green fruit pulp in the glass bottle in his hand and naturally said its original name in Runeterra: "Since it tastes as sweet as honey, let's call it 'Honey Fruit'."

Chapter 157: The Fortune Teller's Method of Revenge

“Honey Fruit…” Professor Sprout repeated, smiling with satisfaction. “Simple, easy to remember, and very fitting. I think Mrs. Pomfrey will definitely like this name.”

Neville nodded in agreement and wrote the words "honey fruit" on the parchment he was using for taking notes.

After observing the vines and seeds after the fruit was picked for a while, Professor Sprout began preparing new potting soil for the seeds, while Ritz left the greenhouse with two glass bottles.

As we walked along, we could smell the sweet atmosphere inside the castle, and it was clear that quite a few new couples had appeared at Hogwarts today.

Of course, not everyone is happy.

Rizz met a few unlucky guys in the infirmary.

The school clinic did look quite busy on Valentine's Day.

A student, having taken an overdose of euphoria, was grinning foolishly at everyone.

There's another guy who's probably taken a love potion and is now struggling in his hospital bed, reciting those cheesy love poems, trying to find the girl who drugged him and confess his love. Mrs. Pomfrey is trying to subdue him so he'll obediently take the antidote.

“Do you need any help, Mrs. Pomfrey?” Ryze stepped forward and asked.

“Oh, Mr. White, if you can get him to drink the antidote quietly,” Mrs. Pomfrey glanced quickly at Reiz, and nodded to him after confirming that there was nothing wrong with him.

Ariel deftly emerged from Ryze's body and landed on the boy's head, using her magic to calm him down a bit.

Mrs. Pomfrey also quickly found an opportunity to give the antidote to the other party.

As soon as he took the antidote, the boy, who had been struggling, seemed to be doused with a bucket of cold water, and the fervor in his eyes quickly subsided.

Then the other person became dazed and quiet, obediently lying back on the hospital bed.

"Phew... Thank you, Mr. White. All sorts of accidents always happen on Valentine's Day. Almost every year there are people who overdose on euphoria after a failed confession, and people who want to use love potions to win love. It's really a headache."

Mrs. Pomfrey wiped her forehead and then looked at Reese: "So, what's wrong? I hope it's not because you also received some tainted candy."

"Fortunately, there was only one anonymous congratulatory card with a little curse on it this year."

“Oh, those cursed gifts disguised as greeting cards always cause me a lot of trouble during the holidays. Are you alright?” Mrs. Pomfrey asked with concern.

“I’m fine. I noticed it before I opened it,” Rizzi replied calmly. “It was just a simple hair loss curse, not too much trouble.”

In fact, Ryze sensed the malevolent aura on the congratulatory card the moment he received it, and immediately used his divination talent to see the culprit behind it.

That was one of Malfoy's underlings in Slytherin who had been bribed with money. He wanted to curry favor with Malfoy, so he suggested this method to annoy Ritz.

The other party probably thought that anonymous greeting cards wouldn't reveal their identities, and given Malfoy's tacit approval, they took action on Valentine's Day.

This method is really not very good.

As a fortune teller, he has many ways to cause Malfoy and his gang to suffer various accidents in the coming months, and even though they know it's all his doing, they still keep falling into the traps he sets.

"That's good," Mrs. Pomfrey breathed a sigh of relief, then looked curiously at the glass bottle that Reese had taken out. "So, what's in this glass bottle?"

“This is a new variety that I discovered, cultivated by Professor Sprout and Neville. I call it ‘Honey Fruit’,” Rizz handed over the bottle. “Untreated, it’s almost as effective as diced senna in treating external injuries.”

"Moreover, it tastes quite good, even sweeter than its name suggests. Professor Sprout hopes you can give a more concrete, professional assessment of its medicinal value."

"Oh?" Mrs. Pomfrey took the bottle with some surprise, looking at the green fruit pulp inside.

“If it is as you say, Mr. White, then this is indeed good news. After all, many medications taste rather unpleasant in order to maintain their effectiveness,” Mrs. Pomfrey carefully placed it down and nodded in agreement. “I will conduct detailed testing in the next two days, and I will inform Professor Sprout immediately once I have the results.”

During the conversation, the door to the infirmary was kicked open again.

A boy wearing a Slytherin robe rushed in.

He covered his face, but you could still see the bright purple on the other person's face, and he kept groaning in pain.

“Oh my goodness, another one,” Mrs. Pomfrey rushed forward. “Child, let me see what’s going on.”

When the boy removed his hand, his face was covered with a dense mass of pustules, which looked rather disgusting.

The boy was about to beg Mrs. Pomfrey to quickly relieve his pain when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ryze standing to the side.

His body froze for a moment, and a hint of guilt appeared on his face, which was originally contorted with pain.

Ryze maintained his calm expression and even gave him a polite nod: "It looks like it's from a high concentration of Baboon spore pus. It'll probably take at least two or three days to fully recover."

Mrs. Pomfrey nodded, indicating that Ritz's assessment was accurate. Without asking how the boy was injured, she went to find medicine to treat the abscess.

Ryze then prepared to leave the infirmary. As he passed the boy, he stopped and whispered his thanks in a voice only the boy could hear.

"Be more careful when you walk in the future, so you don't bump into the armor on the roadside again... Also, thank you for the gift today, but please don't send it next time. I really can't accept a love letter from a man."

Upon hearing Reese's words, the boy's body trembled violently, and his face instantly turned even more ashen than those boils.

But he didn't dare utter a sound until Rizzi's figure disappeared at the door of the infirmary.

In fact, the pus from those Baboon blocks was not Ryze's doing. It was the Weasley twins, who had made a fortune on Valentine's Day, who had set a long-awaited trap on the armor on the way to the Slytherin lounge.

However, Rizzo secretly had Ellie adjust the position of the carpet so that anyone passing by would bump into it.

It may seem like just bad luck, but in the coming months, similar misfortunes will likely happen to them frequently.

Chapter 158: Ideas for Improving Wolfsbane Potion

After leaving the infirmary, Ryze quickly made his way through the cold, dark underground passage and knocked on the door of Snape's office.