Chapter 7 Is that...a dragon? ?

"Well…"

Mu En stood up in a daze, and after shaking his head, he noticed Harry's eyes widening at the side.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Uncle Moon...you...you..." Harry stammered and pointed at Moon, unable to speak clearly.

Mu En touched her face, felt the furry cheeks, and sighed.

"This is my curse." He said helplessly.

"Curse?" Harry suddenly remembered that Uncle Moon had said before that the Moon Spirit Flower was related to his curse.

"Yes, it's what you think. This curse turned my face into a cat and made me very weak." Mu En said, then stood up, looked at the time, and found that it was only morning now It's past seven.

Gululu~

Harry's stomach suddenly growled, making him feel a little embarrassed.

"Can you cook?" Mu En turned around and asked.

Harry nodded quickly: "A little bit."

Mu En nodded and walked upstairs: "Just get some food and let me wash up. Lucifer, put some hot water for me."

Harry nodded quickly, and after seeing Moon walking upstairs, he came to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.

"Give me the eggshells, thank you." Lucifer suddenly emerged from the stove and said.

"Okay, Mr. Lucifer."

There was the sound of water upstairs, and half an hour later, as Harry brought a signature English breakfast to the table, Moon's footsteps also sounded.

A pair of khaki trousers that have been ironed very straight, and an avocado sweater on the upper body. The down on the cat's face is still a little damp.

"What do you want to do today?" Mu En asked.

"First wash the curtains, sofa lining, and pillows." Harry thought for a while and then looked at Moon: "Does Uncle Moon have any plans?"

Mu En shook his head and had no objection. As long as the child has a rough standard of cleanliness in his mind, it is enough.

It is hard for ordinary people to imagine how much stuff is piled up in a messy castle. Even if Harry worked from noon to night yesterday, he could only clean the living room in a decent manner.

Perhaps he will still be busy with hygiene here for a long time to come.

Just do it, and you won't make a sound once you do it.

"After breakfast, come over here." Mu En took the lead in eating breakfast, poured all the leftovers to Lucifer, then walked into the basement, and soon moved out a set of glass equipment and placed it in the kitchen.

Seeing this, Harry ate quickly, finished the battle in three strokes, five divided by two, put away the dishes and entered the kitchen.

"Uncle Mu En, what is this?"

"Siphon pot." Mu En explained, and then dug out a few more pots from under the cupboard.

Moon asked Harry to put the dinner plate in the sink. He first picked up a white jar and opened it. Inside was a small section of roots. He explained: "These are the roots of Mandrake. Mandrake Grass has many magical effects and is useful in many potions, including physical, mental and sexual potions. It can be regarded as a universal herb."

As he spoke, Mu En filled the kettle with water, put the mandrake into it, and then placed it on the stove.

"Put the mandrake roots in cold water. You only need one root in a pot of water."

Harry watched Moon's operation carefully, not daring to move his eyes for a moment. Mu En explained and talked about the theory.

Also inside the jar are sage stems and lemon balm.

After waiting for a few minutes, the mandrake water in the kettle began to boil. Harry took a quick look and didn't expect that the color of the water boiled from the gray grass roots was purple.

Then, under Harry's gaze, he poured the water into the siphon pot and began to extract it. Purple mandrake water boils and siphons upward, interlacing with sage stems and gradually changing to green.

After pouring out the green juice from the siphon, Moon added lemon balm.

"Uncle Mu En, what is this?"

"Energy potion, just a magic potion."

Mu En stirred it, and by this time, the two cups of liquid had turned into a verdant green, which reminded Harry of the young grass sprouting in the early spring, with a hint of white in the green.

"Is this the magic potion? How does it feel and makes tea..."

"Nonsense, I have processed all the materials in advance, and this is just the most basic potion, otherwise it would be nothing." Moon shook her head and handed Harry a cup.

Harry took a sip, and a faint bitter smell suddenly exploded on his taste buds.

Forehead…

He frowned immediately, but what followed was a fresh smell like the grass after a gentle drizzle. At the same time, the brain seems to be blown by the breeze.

He just felt like he was sleeping until he woke up naturally, and then stretched out in front of the rising sun.

"Potions are not as difficult as you think. To be precise, the entire magic system is not that difficult." Mu En took a sip of the energy potion and continued.

"It's nothing more than relying on reality and using magic as a medium to change the world."

Under Harry's serious attention, Mu En leaned against the bar and stretched out her hand. Various power changes were constantly surging in her palm, such as blazing flames, constantly flowing water masses, or green energy like the wind.

"Whether it is water, fire, life, or magic potions, alchemy, formations, or spells. In essence, they cannot escape this basic logic.

Magic is like a master key. The law of the world is an intricate maze formed by countless lines intertwined together.

As long as we find the right path, we can use magic to leverage changes in the laws so that they can be used by wizards. "

Harry listened carefully, not daring to be distracted for a moment.

Mu En squeezed her palms, and all the changes disappeared. He stood up and said lazily: "That's it. From now on, I will have a cup of energy potion for breakfast every day, and you will prepare it."

Afterwards, he was silent for a moment and then added: "You won't be needed for breakfast unless you learn more cuisines one day."

English breakfast?

It really doesn't work.

Harry smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Uncle Moon."

Seeing Moon return to the basement, Harry turned his head and looked at Lucifer on the stove:

"Mr. Lucifer, what Uncle Mu En means is, can I come over for breakfast every day?"

Lucifer was also stopped by Harry's question and opened and closed his mouth. He never understood that what Harry was paying attention to was actually this...

Shouldn't we be happy to learn the recipe for a potion? Although it is a very low-level potion, it means that he can officially come into contact with magic.

This is already considered the job of a magic apprentice. In the previous world, many people wanted to give money to magicians and ask them to take their children as apprentices, but they never had the chance.

This kid actually only cares about taking care of the food? ?

After a while, Lucifer nodded stiffly and said feebly: "Uh... yes, I'll include your breakfast."

After saying that, he rushed back to the fireplace, looked at Harry's back in the kitchen, and sighed slightly.

This is what people who have never been loved are like this.

This kind of person, even if you put a cake in front of him on his birthday, he will not feel that it is his.

Life~

After sighing, Lucifer sank into the fire, stirring up a burst of dust that slowly drifted into the sky along the fireplace pipe.

On the other side, Harry didn't know what Lucifer was thinking. After washing the dishes, he removed the curtains, pillowcases, sofa linings, etc. and stuffed them into the washing machine.

Then he walked out of the castle and set up a long clothesline on the edge of the cliff.

After the things were washed, he hugged the cloth and walked out. The curtain cloth was very large, but fortunately the broomstick came to lend a hand, and one person and one stick were able to put it on the rope.

It's sunny today, it's not like London where it rains all day long. After finishing drying the things, Harry looked up at the sky and felt relieved.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the corner of his eye. At first, he thought it was a flying bird, but then as the black shadow gradually enlarged, he realized something was wrong.

It has a long, thick neck, a huge body and bat-like wings. What's being dragged behind is not feathers, but a long tail...

"That's...a dragon??"

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