Hogwarts: My plants have a hundred million fierce points

Chapter 66: Mysterious Ruins and Dangerous Stone Statues.

“Don’t make it look like I’m dead, okay?”

Midgard was crying and laughing

“Didn’t Mr. Belby do a toxicity test?”

“You must not have a harmful heart, and you must have a defensive heart.”

Leonard subconsciously said the idiom he was familiar with, and after speaking, he realized that the two werewolves present did not understand, and paused and continued

“In short, whether you have something or not, Damocles has to keep an eye on it.”

“Okay, just let Marcus arrange this kind of thing.”

Midgard waved his hand, picked up the potion in front of him, looked at it, and said

“Hey, this potion is very special, maybe it can directly cure the werewolf?”

“Stop dreaming, Damocles said, the problem of werewolves is still in magic in the final analysis, even improved wolf poison potions cannot cure the problem of werewolves.”

Leonard mercilessly interrupted Midgard’s fantasies

“Stop thinking about it.”

“Hey, can’t you just let me fantasize a little longer?”

Midgard pouted and drank the silver potion without hesitation.

As the potion dropped, both Leonard and Marcus became nervous, staring at Midgard, hoping to detect Midgard’s abnormality in time.

If it is found that Midgard is poisoned, it can be treated in time, inducing vomiting or pouring rue flavor, so that even if the bottle of modified wolf poison is highly toxic, there is a great chance to save the life of a dog in Midgard.

Fortunately, Midgard was not abnormal, she just frowned after drinking the potion and said in disgust

“It’s really unpalatable.”

“Do you feel anything?”

Leonard asked.

“I don’t feel anything, it’s just bitter.”

Midgard shook his head.

“No feeling of weakness?”

Leonard asked again.

“No, the body doesn’t seem to have any effect.”

Midgard moved to determine his status. Leonard nodded in relief

“Everything is fine from the current situation.”

It seems that he and Marcas’s preparations were in vain, but it is good that there are no accidents. As for the prepared rue flavor, it should be a reserve drug, and an organization should be prepared and will not be wasted.

“That’s half the battle! Then it’s time for the night of the full moon. ”

Midgard stretched and stood up

“It’s relaxed, I want to go out and stroll.”

“You think too much.”

Leonard said mercilessly, he took out his pocket watch and a stack of paper, took out a bottle of ink and a quill and placed them on the table.

“What follows is a period of observation.”

Leonard said

“As the only werewolf who drank that potion, you are the only subject, and I must keep track of your condition at all times.”

“Uh… Mr. Belby doesn’t seem to say such a thing, does he? ”

Midgard asked suspiciously.

“He’s a potions master who knows the scientific experimental methods of a fart?”

Leonard rolled his eyes

“Anyway, it’s right to be careful.”

So Midgard began a week-long life of being observed.

At first, Midgard didn’t feel that anything was wrong, but she soon realized that Leonard’s focus was too detailed, and even had many more prohibitions.

“I drank seven hundred milliliters more water today than yesterday, is there a clear thirst?”

“Huh? No, I just got bored and drank two more glasses of water. ”

“Eat a little less, don’t you have an appetite?”

“No, I’ve been a little active lately, so I’m not very hungry.”

“Beer can’t be drunk, all alcohol can’t be drunk, and some sugar may remain during the alcoholic fermentation process, even if there is no sweetness.”

“Ah, sorry, I almost forgot.”

“About the number of times you’ve been to the bathroom today……..”

“Leonard! You’re enough! ”

In the end, under the strong opposition of Midgard, this observation report ended in vain, but from all aspects of Midgard’s performance, Damocles’ new potion did not have obvious side effects.

But the absence of side effects does not mean that the potion is successful, and the final decision on the potion’s effect depends on Midgard’s performance on the night of the full moon.

Soon, the night of the full moon arrived.

At dusk, the werewolf guys who followed Leonard to learn the making of wolf poison potions and Marcus came to the courtyard and waited with Leonard for the night of the full moon.

They are all pale, and the effects of the wolf poison potion suppress their emotions and physical functions, ensuring that they do not lose their minds when they are werewolves.

These are people to trust to protect Leonard at critical moments so that he is not harmed by the potentially violent Midgard.

At this time, Midgard was locked by the thick chains of his arms, sitting quietly on the ground, waiting for the moon to rise.

“Actually, you don’t need to be here.”

Midgard looked at Leonard and said

“If it succeeds, I will naturally inform you, if it is not successful, it is also dangerous for you to stay here, and the little wolf cubs may not be able to stop me.”

“Don’t be as weak as I think, you better pray that the potion will take effect, otherwise you will be beaten by me very badly.”

Leonard replied with his wand.

“Che…”

Midgard pouted disdainfully

“Just your little body?”

Leonard didn’t argue, just looked up at the setting sun in the distance.

The setting sun sets, the light is gradually obscured by the building, and at the same time, a full moon rises from the east.

“Whoosh!”

A wolf howl suddenly came, starting the process of werewolfization.

Almost at the same time, the werewolf boy beside him, Makas, and Midgard, who was chained, were startled, their body muscles were swollen, their faces were elongated, and their crazy hairs drilled out of their pores.

Leonard subconsciously took a step back, and this scene of collective transformation made him feel out of place.

Soon, the room was filled with tall, fluffy werewolves, looking at each other with surprise in their eyes. They really didn’t lose their minds!

“Don’t be in a hurry to be happy, look at Midgard first”

Leonard reminded the werewolves who had apparently forgotten their business, pointing to Midgard, who was bowing his head and not knowing what state he was.

Marcus was the first to react, approaching Midgard cautiously and patting her shoulder. The good werewolf incarnated by Midgard suddenly raised his head, and a pair of pale golden eyes were full of calm.

“There’s no problem with that potion.”

She moved her palms and spat out words

“Help me untie the chains.”

Seeing this, Marcus breathed a sigh of relief and quickly beckoned the other werewolves to help Midgard unlock it.

After getting rid of the shackles of the chains, Midgard stood up, she was originally more than two meters tall, almost three meters after werewolfization, and her muscles were hard, sharp claws, and she looked a little stronger than other werewolves.

“The body is very comfortable, there is no appearance of weakness.”

Midgard grinned at Leonard, baring a mouthful of fangs

“It’s a pity that I can’t control the transformation and can’t change back.”

“Be content.”

Leonard threw Midgard a king-size robe

“Cover the hair on your body, let’s go.”

“Good.”

Midgard moved his muscles and put on his robe

“Just let me accompany you on a break.”

At night, Midgard wrapped herself tightly in a robe, making her look like a mysterious strong man rather than a transformed werewolf.

When he was ready, Midgard pressed Leonard’s shoulder and watched as Leonard took out the exquisite portkey from the elegant box.

“Have you ever experienced portkey travel or phantom migration?”

Before Leonard’s hand touched the portkey, Midgard suddenly asked.

“Nope.”

Leonard’s voice was a little regretful as soon as it fell, because his hand had already touched the portkey. And he just remembered that portkey travel was not a comfortable thing.

And the portkey did not give Leonard a chance to repent, and the moment he touched the portkey, an inside-out force swept out from the portkey, engulfing Leonard and Midgard into an unknown passage.

Leonard only felt as if he was being swept into a flush toilet, and the whole person was spinning in a telling voice.

Surrounded by bizarre and distorted images, Leonard is like a fish dragged by a hook, painful and uncontrollable.

Suddenly, the light flickered in front of him, and the feeling of being down-to-earth came, and Leonard, who was turned dizzy, shook his head and sobered himself up, only to find himself in a hall.

The hall is the goblin’s favorite resplendent style, full of golden colors.

In the middle of the hall is a leprechaun sitting behind a counter similar in style to the hall, wearing Gringotts’ uniform and napping behind the counter.

“Hmm… It felt ok and Gringotts door keys were of good quality. ”

The sound of the Midgard urn, the sound of the urn, came.

“If that’s all right, I’d hard time imagining what it’s like to travel with a wizard’s portkey.”

Leonard, who was forcibly suppressing the nausea in his heart, asked in disbelief.

“Let me tell you so, more than half of the people who use the door key for the first time will faint the door key and need to go to the hospital for treatment.”

Midgard said.

“Then why didn’t you remind me?”

Leonard rolled his eyes.

“I forgot, I thought you would ask me first in your vigilant style.”

Midgard said innocently.

“I forgot too.”

Leonard was helpless.

He did forget that because the door key was not dangerous, he ignored the adverse reaction of the door key.

Midgard patted Leonard on the back as a brief reassurance and said

“Don’t waste time, my werewolf will be lifted tonight, I am very powerful at this time, but I can’t transform when there is no moon.”

“Understand, but werewolves may not be a curse at all, and as you see, werewolf wizards are powerful if they remain sane.”

Leonard said with a glance at the tall Midgard.

“If you can turn into a werewolf or a human anytime, anywhere, it is indeed as powerful as you said, like a super powerful Animagus.”

Midgard sighed

“But we’re not.”

“There is always a way to solve it, perhaps, as Damocles said, the solution to werewolves is in magic.”

Leonard straightened his clothes

“Now, don’t think so much, come with me.”

Leonard walked with Midgard to the snoozing goblin, who raised his paw, tapped on the counter, and quickly hidden.

“Huh?”

“Ah, sorry, Gringotts serves you as an honored guest.”

The goblin subconsciously read out his script clearly and accurately before he woke up, and when he was fully awake, he was first startled by the big Midgard, and then noticed Leonard.

Compared to the muscular Midgard, Leonard looked more like his guest.

“Please show your door key.”

The goblin said to Leonard.

Gringotts’ portkey does not return to this function, and when it reaches its destination, it becomes a regular key. Leonard took out the key and handed it to the other party, watched him record the number on the key, and then returned it to Leonard.

“Vault Twelve, please come with me.”

The goblin jumped down and took Leonard and Midgard down to the vault track and onto the trolley.

This time the trolley only advanced for thirteen minutes, and it seemed that the hall was located somewhere underground. Leonard didn’t think about grabbing Gringotts again, and calculating time was just a knee-jerk act.

When the trolley slowly stopped, the group arrived in front of the No. 12 vault.

The goblin stepped forward, opened the vault with magic, turned and said to the two

“Dear guest, I will wait for you at the door.”

“Hmm.”

Leonard answered and led Midgard into the vault.

The look and furnishings in the vault were exactly the same as the last time the two left. Scattered gold coins were piled all over the floor, almost making it impossible to get off your feet.

But this time the two did not come for Garon, not to mention that this is Leonard’s own Galleon. Leonard didn’t squint, and Midgard didn’t even look at it.

Coming to the wall, Midgard looked at the wall curiously, and did not see anything special about this wall.

“Did Leonard read it wrong before?”

Midgard’s hand rested on the wall

“Where are the doors and mysterious symbols here?”

“I’m not that bored, taking so much effort to take you in on a full moon night.”

Leonard reached out and touched the wall, sharing the view with the ancient shoots.

The surrounding magical colors appeared in front of Leonard’s eyes, and the silver mysterious symbol and a door gradually appeared on the wall in front of him.

“Hold my shoulders.”

Leonard said to Midgard.

Although Midgard was puzzled, he put his hand on Leonard’s body.

Leonard was worried that the door was only a symbolic door, but in fact just a special key, so he asked Midgard to put his hand on his body.

This is just in case, in case this is really the portkey that Leonard is transferred, leaving a Midgard embarrassing? She couldn’t see the door and the symbols on it.

After confirming that Midgard was holding on, Leonard put his hands on the two doors and tried to push the doors.

Under the cuffs, the swaying ancient shoots bloomed, and the silver light patterns wrapped around Leonard’s arm flowed, which seemed to have a cycle with Leonard.

As the cycle was established, Leonard suddenly felt the door loosen.

With an illusory crunch, a mysterious door slowly opened, and a blinding light shone through the gap in the door. This is Leonard’s perspective, and in Midgard’s perspective, Leonard’s arm suddenly sinks into the wall, and his whole body is about to sink into the wall.

She quickly grabbed Leonard’s arm and wanted to pull him out, but she didn’t expect that after her hand touched the wall, she suddenly felt a strong suction force, carrying her and Leonard into it uncontrollably.

The light dissipated, Leonard opened his eyes first, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was violently shocked by the scene in front of him.

The first thing that caught his eye was a huge hall, Leonard had not yet withdrawn from the magical vision, in front of his eyes, he saw countless silver points of light wandering in the hall like elves.

The surrounding walls are engraved with mysterious motifs, and the pillars supporting the hall are carved with numerous stone carvings of magical animals.

This is a very classic ancient British style building, with a strong church color, in addition to those mysterious patterns on the walls, every detail with curved shapes to reflect artistic beauty, this building can definitely make many archaeologists crazy.

It’s a pity that this is not a Muggle church, but a wizarding building, and even Leonard, who has no interest in history, has a change of idea to find out.

“What is this place?”

Midgard’s voice rang out behind Leonard. Midgard scratched his head and asked.

“It seems to be some ruin, be careful, maybe there is some trap here.”

Leonard looked around and said.

The most conspicuous is the huge mottled statue in the center of the hall, kneeling on one knee with a longsword, whose shell has been weathered by heavy history, making its body crawling with plants.

It should have been a very artistic statue, but when Leonard’s gaze fell on the statue, he involuntarily shivered.

The statue seemed to be wrong, and in the magical vision, a large number of silver points of light converged on the statue, and this abnormal performance instantly attracted Leonard’s attention.

“Watch out for that statue!”

Leonard shouted.

“What?”

Midgard was stunned for a moment, and suddenly the earth began to tremble, and the ancient building shook and shook and fell a large amount of dust.

In the shocked gazes of Midgard and Leonard, this huge knight statue at least thirty meters tall slowly stood up with its own longsword!.