Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

Seeing that Harry had no intention of fighting back, Hermione gritted her teeth and lowered her voice.

"Don't confuse weakness with wisdom! Action! Only decisive action! Can you survive in this dangerous world!"

Looking at Hermione's ferocious eyes, Harry lowered his head and sighed.

Then he looked up at Hermione.

"I love you, Hermione."

Hermione glared at Harry, and for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

Draco, who was listening to Harry and Hermione's quarrel, whistled and looked at Harry and Hermione with interest.

Ron, who was holding a chicken coop in his hand, looked at Harry and Hermione who were looking at each other, and felt his head buzzing.

Although I felt that something was wrong between Harry and Hermione before, it was too wrong now. What on earth happened? !

And my good brother, Harry, you were chatting and laughing with Cho Chang not long ago, and now you are saying this to Hermione...

For the first time, Ron, as an older brother, began to worry about his younger sister Ginny.

"Potter! What do you mean?"

After the momentary surprise in her eyes disappeared, Hermione looked at Harry fiercely.

"You are a good teammate Hermione. Although there are some conflicts between us in terms of philosophy, at least at this time, we should be united in facing the outside world, right?"

Hermione looked deeply into Harry's eyes and said nothing more.

Draco curled his lips when he heard what Harry said.

This kid...

It seemed that she was unhappy with Harry's behavior, or it was possible that Hermione felt that a tie alone could not bind Qiu Zhang.

After tying up Qiu Zhang with his tie, Hermione still felt it was not enough, so she took off Harry's tie from his neck and tied another one around Qiu Zhang's hands and feet.

After tying Qiu Zhang in an extremely humiliating posture, Hermione pulled her wand out of Qiu Zhang's robe pocket and inserted it into the belt in front of her.

After doing all this, Hermione reached out and pushed Harry away, picked up Qiu Zhang by herself and put her back into the secret passage.

As Hermione's accomplice, Harry was also prepared to stay up late tonight to repent.

Although his behavior could be misinterpreted as he was worried that Qiu Zhang would be in danger, so he controlled her.

But Harry asked his heart, the part of Harry that belonged to the Holy Knight, Harry should not deceive himself.

Walking out of the secret passage, Hermione clapped her hands.

As the statue of the hunchbacked one-eyed witch closed, she spoke to Harry, Draco, and Ron, whose jaw was about to drop to the ground.

"Why are you looking at me? We have things to do."

Hermione glanced back at the statue of the hunchbacked witch studying in graduate school behind her.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine. Do you think a basilisk can use a wand? Let's go."

Before leaving, Harry looked at the statue of the one-eyed hunchbacked witch again with some concern.

Harry felt that after this incident was over, the relationship between him and Qiu Zhang might not be something that could be resolved by a bottle of good wine.

Following Hermione towards the Gryffindor Tower on the eighth floor, Harry began to recall how Captain Evil had solved this kind of problem in the past.

After all, the captain of the evil mind back then was a guy who was chased all over the camp by Minsara with a hammer, and came out of the tent with Minsara and a Githyanki one night.

Although I don't need to stand out of the tent together, at least I don't want Qiu Zhang to cast a curse on me.

Just as Harry was reviewing Captain Evil's actions, in order to prevent Qiu Zhang from taking out his wand and casting a curse on him the next time he saw him, Draco suddenly gave Harry a look.

"My friend, this is very dangerous."

Draco's look struck Harry as odd.

So Harry glanced back at Draco.

"We are now only holding a small stick, walking in the castle corridor where the basilisk may attack at any time. It is indeed very dangerous."

Draco showed a hint of surprise when he received Harry's gaze.

Draco's surprised look made Harry feel that he might have misunderstood something.

59 Felix

After being reminded by Draco's eyes, Harry seriously reflected on himself.

Finally, as they walked into the Gryffindor common room, Harry realized it.

As a seasoned adventurer, Harry spotted the problem Draco reminded him of.

The problem lies in the question.

In the short time they had been together, he had already had three conflicts with Hermione, starting with her wanting to blow up the Room of Requirement and ending with her attack on Qiu Zhang now.

Hermione was in a radical and uncontrollable state unless she found a way to control the situation.

Then the next adventure will indeed be more dangerous.

After all, dangerous opponents are no more threatening to the team than internal divisions within the team.

Harry pinched his chin and began to recall how his previous captains had balanced the relationships within the team and dealt with those unruly troublemakers.

After a little thought, Harry decided to ask Ron to get a few bottles of butterbeer, and then invite Hermione to the astronomy tower for a good chat.

If we can't get on the same page, I'm afraid the best thing to do is to go our separate ways.

After all, compared to Captain Evil who was jumping back and forth on his own baseline, Hermione was performing high diving these times.

Although he had prepared for the worst, Harry still hoped that things would not come to this.

The group walked into Harry's dormitory, and Draco took out three silver swords from his box and gave them to Harry and the others, and then took out three iron swords from the box.

"If we encounter a shapeshifter, we'll use the silver sword. If we encounter a basilisk... well, it's best not to encounter a basilisk."

After saying that, Draco took out a small round transparent bottle the size of an apricot from the box. In the bottle flowed a golden liquid that shone like liquid gold.

"This potion can enhance our luck within twelve hours. Everything we want to do will be successful until the effect wears off. However, this thing will have serious side effects after use. Overdose will cause dizziness, recklessness, and dangerous arrogance. The best time to drink it is more than ten years."

Draco shook the bottle in his hand, and the golden liquid reflected dazzling light in the bottle.

"The situation is not favorable for us now. I don't have anything that can solve the problem of death by looking into the eyes of a basilisk. This is the only potion in my reserves that can have some effect, so you decide for yourself whether to drink it or not."

While Draco was speaking, Harry noticed that for a moment, Hermione beside him burst into a strong desire for the potion.

And just like always, after a brief outburst, Hermione suppressed her emotions again.

"What is this? It sounds dangerous."

Harry looked at the small bottle in Draco's hand and frowned slightly.

In Harry's past adventures, he had encountered things that claimed to bring good luck to people more than once.

All of these things are scams used by various unscrupulous businessmen to take advantage of fools.

The most recent one Harry encountered was a Tiefling kid who was trying to use this trick to attract his attention, so that her companions could have the opportunity to steal his belongings while selling him some junk.

But Draco shouldn't joke about such things at this time.

Unless this potion really has the effects he claims.

In this case, the side effects of this medicine will definitely not be that simple.

Harry happened to know a spell with a similar effect, the Nine-Ring Spell of Wishing.

Once this spell is successfully cast, it will fulfill any wish of the caster without any compromise.

There's just a slight problem here.

That is, this spell not only does not include after-sales service, but also does not take care of any problems other than wishes.

There was once a person who used a wishing scroll to make a wish, and he had endless gold to spend.

After making a wish, the man disappeared.

When people found him again, he had been dried into a mummy in the underground vault of the Golden Tower, the largest temple in Woking.

From this perspective, he did have endless gold to spend, but he had nothing else besides the gold.

If the Nine-Ring Spell is like this, what about the side effects of this potion?

"This is the Felicis d'Hermitage, my friend. Only a few people in the wizarding world can brew this potion."

Looking at the Felicis Potion in Draco's hand, Hermione shook her head.

Ron's expression was also very hesitant.

Looking at the bottle of golden potion, Harry hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Ron.

"You're saying that the mysterious man is now possessed by Quirrell?"

Ron nodded subconsciously, then instantly realized what Harry was going to do and shook his head.

"In the past, the mysterious man stayed on Quirrell's head, so Quirrell wrapped a heavy turban on his head, but now you can see that he has a bald head."

Harry shook his head.

"I believe that some things will never change, like you will become my friend. Thanks, Ron."

Harry walked up to Draco and took the bottle of Felicity from him.

"How do you drink this?"

"Just pour a small sip into your mouth. Just a small sip, absolutely no more."

Harry pulled the cork from the bottle and a smell of fire, leather, steel and incense wafted out of the bottle.

Now Harry was absolutely certain that this thing would have miraculous effects after drinking it.

After all, the smell emanating from the bottle at this moment happened to be Harry's favorite smell.

The smell was like this little potion tempting Harry to drink it and do something crazy.

Harry held the small bottle in his hand and looked around at Draco, Hermione and Law, then raised the small bottle in his hand as if in a toast.

"Wish us good luck in our operation."

Then Harry tilted his head back and poured a small sip of Felicis into his mouth.