Hogwarts Everything is Three

When Alan woke up again, he felt as if he had been in another world. Unlike the blue tent, the room Alan was in at the moment was a standard circle, and everything was made into an arc. The walls fit together. But this is a clean and pure resting space, and he can feel the smoothness and softness of his silk quilt.

The floor and interior decorations are all delicately crafted with beautiful and high-quality teak. On the opposite side of the bed, a whole wooden wall was carved into a bookshelf, and all kinds of books, large and small, were placed on it. Through the open window, Alan saw the stars in the sky outside, which turned out to be late at night. He walked to the window and found himself sitting on the clouds at this time-this is a tree house entrenched on a huge oak tree growing freely, and the big oak tree is growing in a low and narrow valley between two mountains. Place.

Alan looked at it, and he felt that this tree house was just floating on the tree canopy. Some bird houses were scattered among the towering tree trunks, sometimes ravens fell in between, and some wooden irregular staircases were wide. They are big, some are narrow and small, shaking and rotating, sometimes stretched and extended to connect to different bird houses, but after a careful glance, there is no ladder connecting the ground for people to go up and down.

No matter the wooden house, the stairs or the bird house, they are all integrated with nature, making people feel like walking in a city in the sky. When there is a gust of wind, the house will gently shake and undulate. Listening to the whispers of the wind and the birdsong, feeling the ancient natural breath, accompanied by this state of movement with the rhythm of nature, is a bit of "free spirit".

The water of the lake by the tree is clear under the shining of the many immortal lanterns floating around the big oak tree. The grass on the lakeside stretches to the roots of the trees, but Allen found that the grass at the roots of the trees is obviously higher than the surrounding area. In a circle.

Looking into the distance, you can see the sparkling light from the wooden houses with stone foundations in the town. The silhouettes of those houses are dark and short under the starlight but quite long. Some houses are decorated with some ivy or It is the leaves of climbing plants, and the windows appear small.

In front of the wooden desk in front of the bookshelf, Rowena Ravenclaw was writing quickly with a black quill pen on a piece of parchment, biting the feather from time to time and thinking for a while-after writing, she used **** He picked up the parchment and blew it gently.

"Pop!" With a sound, a house elf wearing a blue linen skirt and short top and a blue hat on his head appeared beside Rowena Ravenclaw. This The elf is clean and beautiful, but Ellen is very familiar with her. This is clearly the house elf Maggie the system rewarded him! But the age seems to be very young for the house elves, it seems that they have just grown up...

Rowena Ravenclaw handed the parchment to Maggie, "Maggie, except for these, go to her kitchen and grab a long-horned toad and come back to live." The elf saluted and looked curiously. Glancing at Alan on the bed, his figure disappeared from the room.

Hearing Maggie's name, Allen's eyes flashed. He knew that when he named Maggie, his subconscious mind must have been affected. Allen laughed mockingly, because he really didn't know anything.

Allen stared at Rowena Ravenclaw in a daze, but she opened a wooden box with a carved metal pull ring, took out pharmaceutical utensils of various shapes from it, placed it on a long table, and set up a crucible. , "I will extract the two warthog teeth for you first. After I read the memory, I should have questions for you."

Maggie quickly returned to the room. She handed a basket of medicinal materials to her owner. Rowena took the basket with both hands, "It's all ready."

After speaking, Ravenclaw has already added a lot of things to the cauldron. Allen can only identify a few of them. He noticed that some of them were also useful in potions classes, obviously because of the way of making herbs in the Middle Ages. It's not the same that makes them look completely different... and many plants are already extinct or endangered for Allen's time.

Maggie bounced to beat the witch master, and Rowena probably noticed Allen’s gaze, and began to explain when he put the medicinal materials, "To be sure, we need... a few horned slugs. Insect fat, although I usually use it to treat scabies." She took a round bottle from Maggie's hand, turned the bottle upside down, and dropped it into the cauldron.

Ravenclaw seemed to be very interested in making potions. She even turned a circle while moving after putting down the bottle, and then reached into a cage. "Some more long-horned toad urine." She caught the toad, grabbed the urine, put the liquid into the cauldron, and threw the toad out of the window. A raven seemed to be skilled in it. He took the poor little thing with his paws in the air, and then caught it back to the bird house.

Alan saw her with vulgar graceful movements, his throat moved and his body moved back.

She raised her eyebrows to bend her eyes, and continued like a chant: "The dead finger bones marinated in the sap of the guardian tree and lavender essential oil-the two previously removed from your face, the quality is good." She put a thick blue-violet finger joint on the end of her nose and sniffed lightly, with an expression of intoxication and disgust, "I love the smell of lavender and the sap of the guardian tree, but the finger bones smell a bit more dead."

The hands were slightly broken, and the finger bones fell into the cauldron that was already gasping with mist. Rowena Ravenclaw glanced lightly at Allen, "Coins owned by the wizard who died accidentally— —Taken from the pockets of three different wizards~www.ltnovel.com~ plus three teaspoons of silver material containing hope, emotions and memories extracted from the Muggle priest’s head." With a dingdong, the spoon knocked onto the cauldron. The crisp sound of the sound, every time there is a white mist of mother-of-pearl luster rises upward in a spiral shape.

"The production of potions in the Middle Ages is really different from modern potions. Although the effective ingredients are similar, they are still full of feudal superstition and too many unnecessary parts..." Allen, who was complaining, felt that his hair had been pulled out. root.

After the sound of "Bah...", Rowena Ravenclaw spit into the cauldron and added Alan’s hair. This behavior and pain caused Alan’s thoughts to be completely pulled back. He stared at the other party's brows raised in a daze, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a blue handkerchief: "You have to drink a small can before going to bed, and apply the rest, the effect is better than before."

She scooped up a spoonful of blue viscous potion, filled it into a small round pot with satisfaction, and then poured the remaining part into a large wooden bowl—noting the bottom of the cauldron, hand it It handed it to the house elf on the side, "The bottom of the cauldron is burned out, take it to make up."

Then, she approached directly, raised the magic wand in her hand and made the tip of the wand touched Allen’s cheek lightly. This finger bone was inserted in the cheek. Except for the pain that always came from the wound, this image really made Alan stay in love. Ina Ravenclaw was a little embarrassed in front of him-if it hadn’t been for Alan’s own wand core to have “dead” while passing through the curtain, and he was still in a cursed state and suppressed physical power, Alan would have been himself Take them off.

Allen believed that with the magic level of Rowena Ravenclaw, he should be able to pull them out very gently without causing him too much pain-he could finally speak.