At this moment, Filch was holding an oil lamp and walking in the corridor leading to the basement of the castle. Not long ago, a strange crying sound came from the bottom of the castle. He didn't know what the crying sounded like, but his intuition as an administrator for many years told Filch that something must have happened.
"Who's there? Stop, I see you." Filch suddenly shouted and quickened his pace to chase forward.
After a chase, Filch finally cornered the student. He raised the oil lamp, panting, his eyes fell on the uneasy face of a student, a malicious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In front of him was a Slytherin student.
As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat, and it’s absolutely true.
This Slytherin student was also unlucky. He had just heard the crying of Mandrake, so he sneaked out of the common room, trying to find out the source of the sound. However, he was caught by Filch as soon as he walked out of the Slytherin common room.
"Tell me, was it you who made that strange crying sound just now?" Filch's mood suddenly changed from gloomy to bright, and he asked in a stern tone.
"No, I just heard that sound..." the student explained with a sad face.
"Don't try to escape, follow me." Filch took the student to knock on Snape's office. However, Snape had been knocked unconscious by Albert with mandrake, so it was impossible for him to get up and open the door.
After knocking on the door to no avail, Filch had no choice but to take the student to see Professor McGonagall, the Deputy Head of the House.
Professor McGonagall, wearing a cloak, opened the door and looked at Filch, then turned her gaze to the uneasy Slytherin student and asked, "Argus, what is going on?"
"I suspect he was the one who made the noise just now." Filch whispered about what had just happened.
"This matter has nothing to do with me." The Slytherin student said quickly.
"What's going on?" Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, and her eyes gradually became stern.
The Slytherin student swallowed and told what he knew.
The crying of the Mandrake did not travel too far. Only a few Slytherin students who had not yet fallen asleep and Filch heard it. The man caught by Filch came out just to find out what the crying was about.
Then, he was out of luck.
Just as Professor McGonagall was deducting Slytherin's points, Albert was telling his roommates what had just happened in Snape's office.
"You actually..." When the three heard that Albert had used Mandrake to knock Snape unconscious, they all stared in amazement at their roommate who had just lifted the Disillusionment Curse.
Then he muttered with resentment on his face: "Damn it, such an interesting thing, you didn't even take us with you."
"Isn't this convenient?" Albert covered his yawn and said with a smile, "I've already got the Nemora eggs. As for the dragon claw powder, I'll write a letter to the pharmacy in Diagon Alley to buy it tomorrow. Snape will definitely not guess that we are going to prepare the Buffy Brain Stimulant."
"But this is such a pity!" Fred said with a look of regret. At the same time, he also admired Albert's courage for actually daring to knock Snape unconscious.
"What do you think will happen when Snape wakes up tomorrow?" George asked in a strange tone, lying back on the bed.
"Of course I thought I had a nightmare." Albert said without hesitation, "Well, go to bed early and don't be late tomorrow morning."
Although they said so, Fred and his friends were so excited that they couldn't sleep. There was no way around it. No one would want to sleep after hearing such news.
Albert didn't care whether Fred and the others were asleep or not. He closed his eyes and began to collect the reward for the mission of first getting to know Mandrake.
The so-called basic knowledge of Mandrake is really not much different from what Albert guessed, that is, the knowledge of Mandrake. It's just that the scope of this knowledge is very broad. If you want to write a paper on Mandrake, it is estimated that it can be written into a book as thick as a brick.
Albert slowly flipped through the so-called attempts he had obtained, and was really shocked.
Mandrake is one of the ingredients for the elixir of life.
Mandrake roots can be brewed into wine through some special means. This wine is beneficial to fertility and has a certain aphrodisiac effect.
In fact, mandrake root is also one of the ingredients for aphrodisiacs.
What is most astonishing is that Albert actually found its recipe in his memory, whether it was the elixir of life or the mandrake root wine.
However, the most shocking thing is not just that. Mandrake root can also be turned into a potion that delays aging through complex potion craftsmanship.
If the mature mandrake roots are dried and carved, they can be made into various very precious amulets that can resist disease, protect against black magic, ensure women's conception, and allow them to give birth smoothly.
If the dried mandrake roots are carved into human shapes, they can also be used for divination.
By the way, mandrake root is also an ingredient in a flying ointment.
The so-called basic knowledge of Mandrake simply stunned Albert. This part of knowledge was a comprehensive analysis of all the operations of Mandrake. Whether it was the grass or the root, it had at least a hundred uses, and it was used as a raw material for various alchemy and potions.
Of course, in addition to this, it can also be made into black magic items.
If a mandrake is left in salt for three months, it becomes a dangerous item of dark magic.
Well, according to Albert's own understanding, the mandrake will die with its eyes open. After being pickled in salt for three months, the hatred will remain on the pickled mandrake. When it is taken out of the salt, the mandrake will become extremely deadly. Its cry will cause all the creatures around it to faint due to the curse, or even die. The salt that buried the mandrake in the past will become the best way to lift the curse.
"This... This is really great!" Albert murmured excitedly. He had realized that he might not be able to return the pot of mandrake, and he might have to plant a lot of mandrakes in the future. Of course, Albert was not worried about the planting method, because the basic common sense of mandrakes also had the best planting method, which was better than Pomona Sprout's planting method.
"What's so great?" a voice suddenly asked from the side.
"Felixir." Albert said happily, "The effect is really great. I will definitely learn how to prepare Felixir."
"Are you planning to drink it every day?"
"When things go wrong, drink some Felicis." Albert said with a smile. "Although drinking too much can make people arrogant, it is undeniable that with just a small amount, everything will become perfect."