Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

By the time Kevin returned to the Gryffindor common room, it was already late at night.

But Hermione was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace in the common room, quietly reading a book.

"Hermione, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Upon seeing Hermione, Kevin said something strange, because he had told her beforehand that she didn't need to wait for him to return.

"Kevin, you're back."

"Yeah, it's too early, I can't sleep."

Hermione smiled, patted the sofa next to her, and gestured for Kevin to sit down.

When Kevin sat down, Hermione leaned against him.

"Kevin, this is what we'll be learning in Potions class tomorrow. Could you help me preview it?"

Hermione handed the book to Kevin and said softly.

"Hmm, let me see, it's the Water of Life and Death."

"What don't you understand?"

After taking the book, Kevin looked at the contents and then asked a question.

"Right here, the book says to cut the sleeping beans open and juice them, but I remember in your notes you said you could juice them by crushing them."

Hermione rubbed her eyes and pointed to a spot in the book.

"Well, either one is fine, but using a crusher to extract the juice will yield more juice, resulting in better medicinal effects, and it's also simpler to do."

"The key to this potion is actually the amount of moonstone used. It's best to grind the moonstone into powder and not use large granules."

"At the same time, turn the heat up to medium and increase it for about ten seconds."

Kevin slowly explained to Hermione some of the techniques and methods for using the potion.

However, Kevin stopped after saying only a few words.

He noticed that Hermione, who was nestled in his arms, had fallen asleep.

"Why did you say you couldn't sleep? Now you're asleep..."

Kevin patted Hermione's head, both amused and exasperated, closed his textbook, and gently picked her up.

He cast a disintegration spell on Hermione, then carried her upstairs, knocked on her dorm room door, had her roommate open it, and then put Hermione back on the bed.

This wasn't the first time Kevin had brought Hermione back; her roommates were used to it.

"Um, Kevin."

However, this time Hermione's roommate, Lavender Brown, suddenly called out to Kevin, who was about to leave.

"What's wrong, Brown?"

"By the way, I wanted to ask, are you and Ron quite close?"

"Ron? What happened to him?"

Kevin asked curiously.

"Um, I wanted to ask, does Ron have a girl he likes?"

Lavender covered his face shyly and asked curiously.

"No, I guess he likes men. Haven't you noticed he's always hanging out with Draco?"

Kevin spoke very naturally and calmly, as if he were stating some truth.

"..."

Lavender was struck dumb by a bolt from the blue, and froze on the spot.

Because Kevin was right. For some reason, during the second half of last semester, the two of them were inseparable, which meant that I didn't even have a chance to talk to Ron.

So that's how it is...

Kevin left when he saw that Lavender had gotten the answer he wanted.

Ron, you're welcome. This girl isn't right for you.

Kevin thought to himself.

......

Fifth grade is probably the time when young wizards have the most classes.

Conversely, the number of classes actually decreases after sixth grade.

Because at this time, unlike before, we no longer have to attend all kinds of classes.

Instead, they only attend classes for which they achieve a passing score on the OWLS exam.

They have more free time.

Just like moving from high school to university, learning depends entirely on self-discipline and choice.

What people fear most is comparison.

Harry and his friends only have one or two classes a day now, and sometimes they even have none, so they're incredibly bored.

Kevin, on the other hand, had to teach students from grades one to four every day, and also handle some potion orders from Diagon Alley. He was doing two jobs and was exhausted.

Harry, Ron, Draco, and the others even had the leisure to sit in on Kevin's lectures.

However, as long as they dare to come, Kevin will use them as laborers or guinea pigs for experiments on the students.

The three of them exclaimed that Kevin had turned into Snape's shape.

Kevin finally understood Professor Snape; the resentment of working class alone would make Kevin bully his friend like this.

Besides, Harry has the same grumpy face as his father, no wonder Professor Snape bullies him.

The weekend has finally arrived.

Holidays aren't just for students, they're for teachers too.

Great weekend!

May all bosses who don't give their employees weekends off be locked up in Azkaban.

Hermione was lying on the sofa in Kevin's office, playing with a small glass bottle in her hand.

That was the reward Professor Slughorn gave to the students who successfully refined the Water of Life and Death in the first lesson.

A small bottle of Felix Felicis.

That's right, Hermione has gotten her hands on that bottle of Felix Felicis.

"Kevin, how long does this dose of Felix Felicis last?"

"Hmm... if you gulp it down, it'll probably take about half a day."

Kevin answered while fiddling with the potion.

Felix Felicis is the pinnacle of potions, and the most precious potion besides the Elixir of Immortality.

Even if it's just this small bottle, its value is immeasurable.

Putting aside the difficulty of its refining process, the materials used are extremely rare and difficult to obtain.

Kevin only crafted it once, and never crafted it again after that.

The effects of Frucluca are that it can bring absolute luck and, to a certain extent, make one's wishes come true.

But it's not a panacea.

It cannot create miracles, nor can it bridge absolute power differences; it merely allows people to have smooth sailing and divine assistance for a certain period of time.

Moreover, Felix Felicis cannot be used repeatedly to refresh its effects; on the contrary, the more it is used, the worse the luck becomes.

In the movie, Harry used Felix Felicis to successfully manipulate Horace and gain his true memories.

We don't know this time, since Hermione intercepted the Felix Felicis.

"So Kevin, when do you think is the best time to use Felix Felicis?"

Hermione continued, wanting to hear Kevin's opinion.

"Hmm... Drink it before the exam, and you'll know all the answers and guess all the ones you don't know."

"I don't need it. Besides, they'll check before the exam, so I won't be able to drink it even if I wanted to."

Hermione said irritably after hearing this.

At that moment, Harry, Ron, Draco, and the other two burst in once again.

"Kevin! Hermione! We..."

Ron came in with an imposing air, but before he could finish speaking, Kevin interrupted him.

"I'm not going."

"..."

Ron fell silent for a moment.

"I haven't finished speaking yet and you're already not going! Didn't we agree that you'd come and cheer me on when I participate in the Quidditch selection?"

Ron immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Oh, you mean this? I thought it was that." Kevin said with a sudden realization.

"Which one?"

"That one."

"???"

"Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, let's go. I've just finished my business. Hermione, let's go take a look together."

Kevin clapped his hands, waved his wand, and tidied up the potion ingredients on the table. Then he spoke slowly and deliberately.

Hermione naturally had no objections; they had already agreed on this beforehand.

So the group left the workshop and slowly walked toward the Quidditch pitch.

However, Ron kept thinking about it on the way: which one was Kevin talking about...?