Hermione got the "Powerful Pharmacy" the next morning, and Ai Wen mailed out the required materials list at noon.

In the evening, they gathered in the girls' bathroom in the third floor. Without crying, Myrtle was quiet in the bathroom. Ivan looked around and saw a small snake on the side of a water copper faucet facing the cubicle.

"The faucet is broken and there is never water."

Hermione turned the thick "Powerful Pharmacy" to the page of the compound decoction and checked the medicinal herbs that had just arrived.

"This is the most complicated pharmacy I have ever seen." She muttered, pointing her finger at the ingredient list, "grass locusts, grasshoppers, liquid grass and two ear grasses, as well as powders." The horns of the double-horned beast and the snake skin fragments of an African tree snake."

"God, Ivan, how much did you spend to get these things, these materials are not cheap!"

"Three hundred Jin Jialong, this is all the money that the newspaper has earned recently." Ai Wen shrugged. "I originally planned to use the money to buy a Christmas gift for every staff member of the newspaper. I think about it. Now they are all replaced with these herbs."

"You said these things are worth three hundred gallons?!" Ron swallowed.

"Yes." Ai Wen also has a distress.

"Well, we already have all the necessary materials to make a compound soup. In addition to these, we have to change something about that person."

"I'm sorry," said Ron sharply. "What do you mean by this? What is the little thing on the person we want to change? If there is Crab's toenails in it, I will never drink it!"

Hermione didn't seem to hear him, and continued, "We don't have to worry about this now, and that thing is finally put in."

Ron turned to Harry with a speechless voice, and Harry's face was also not very good.

“The question now is, how long does it take to control these drugs?” asked Ai Wen.

"Well, it takes up to twenty days at the earliest. This is the minimum time required for grasshoppers."

"Twenty days?!" said Ron. "At that time, it was Christmas. I dare say that Malfoy will take the time to knock down half of the Muggles in the school."

"So what good idea do you have?" Hermione slammed the book and narrowed her eyes to look at Ron.

"I think the idea of ​​the house elf who has been looking for Harry's trouble is good. Look for a chance to scrape Malfoy and let him go home directly to the end of the semester." Seeing Hermione looking at herself with anger, Ron The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

"This can't be done, we can't be sure that it is Malfoy." Ai Wen shook his head. "Moreover, the material has been bought back, we have no retreat now."

"You are right, Avon!"

Seeing that Hermione was going to get angry, Ron hurriedly agreed. "It is shameful to waste Jin Jialong, but don't use your toenails, okay?"

Several people have revisited it again, and after determining where there are no omissions, they started the preparatory work for the materials according to the recipe.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the school remained dignified.

Ai Wen was left behind by Lockhart after the end of a section of the Dark Defence.

He had just been asked by Lockhart to play a Nasalite snowman in the Himalayas. This is a recent teaching activity by Lockhart, who asked students to show off some of the dramatic pieces in the book he wrote.

"Ai Wen, your performance was very good. The Himalaya snowman was so scared away by me. I saved the whole village."

"I am very happy to help you, Professor."

Ai Wen asked indefinitely. "What else do you have? The next section is Professor McGonagall's deformation class. I better not be late."

"This is the case." Lockhart reveals his signature smile. "In view of the current tension in the school, I hope to open a duel club."

"Duel club?!"

“Yes, you know that I have more experience in dealing with evil things than other professors in the school.” Lockhart said, “I don’t boast, but I don’t mind passing on these experiences to help you improve. Fight a bit."

“Very good idea, what do you need me to do?”

"I will post this news on the bulletin board. You just want to advertise it in the newspaper, it's as simple as that."

Lockhart wants to put this news on the front page of the front page, but don't publish his name. He said that it is to keep mystery and give everyone a surprise. Ai Wen’s wry smile was really shocking.

What can Lockhart teach you, how can you change your bones? !

However, after thinking that there was really nothing to advertise in the near future, he readily agreed to the other party's request. Perhaps this is an opportunity to use the influence of the duel club to save the newspaper's lower and lower sales.

Not surprisingly, the news that the school will hold a duel club has aroused the interest of the little wizards.

In the latest issue of the newspaper, Ai Wen placed a big question mark, one by one listed below may be the candidates for the duel club teacher, their strength evaluation and past record. After a large amount of publicity in advance, the sales of this Hogwarts Magic newspaper returned to the peak level before the second attack.

Under the guidance of Ai Wen, most people think that the teacher of the duel club will be Professor Dumbledore.

This is simply amazing, knowing that since the fall of Voldemort, Professor Dumbledore has not used magic in public for many years.

Needless to say, the excited little wizards, many of the adult wizards who ordered the Hogwarts Magic and the parents of the students hope to come to the school and have the opportunity to learn a half-style from the greatest white wizards of the time. It’s exciting enough to think about it.

After learning the news, Gu Fei, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, immediately wrote a letter and expressed his willingness to send someone to interview the duel club.

However, it was rejected by the school, which made all students more curious. Most people think that Professor Dumbledore is very likely to take the shot.

Due to the promotion of Ai Wen, the duel club, which was originally planned to be carried out in a small area of ​​underground classrooms, had to be placed in the auditorium because of the large number of applicants.

At 8pm on Wednesday, after returning to the public lounge for a short break after dinner, the students hurried back to the auditorium. The long dinner table disappeared, and a gold-plated stage appeared along a wall, shining hundreds of candles floating above.

Once again, the ceiling became dark like velvet, and all the students from the school came.

Ai Wen, who is familiar with the truth of the matter, was dragged from the library by Colin and Ginny. In their words, I hope that Ai Wen can guide them on the defensive charm. All first-year freshmen know that the level of Ai Wen’s curse is It is the best among its peers.

Everyone was huddled, everyone was holding their own wand and was excited.

"When is the principal coming, what do you say he will teach us?"

"Don't be silly, Ron!"

Hermione had to raise the volume and loudly because of the surrounding crowds. "It can't be Professor Dumbledore. He hasn't played out for many years. Besides, if it's him, there is no need to make it so mysterious. He It is the biggest gimmick in itself."

"Not Dumbledore, who would it be?"

"Someone told me that Flivi was a duel champion when he was young, maybe he came to teach us." Hermione said uncertainly.

"Ivan must know that the article was written by him?"

Harry and Ron hurriedly turned to look at Ai Wen, and nearby Colin, Ginny, and Neville looked at him with anticipation.

"Don't look at me like this, I thought you saw it when you saw this kind of propaganda."

"Wait a minute, what you said would not be..."

Harry’s words were not finished, and they turned into a sly, only to see Gidero Lockhart on the stage, wearing a purple-red robes, radiant.

"Yes, that's him!" Ai Wen was unable to hold his forehead. "And, Professor Lockhart seems to have brought a special guest tonight."

The lively atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly stagnate, and the original arguments disappeared completely. Everyone saw that they were not around others.

It was a gloomy Snape, wearing his usual black clothes.