Potions are always more than just medicine, and they can do much more than just heal wounds and illnesses.
Depending on the specific effects of the potion, some can release aerosols to poison people, some can spray the body to weaken black magic, and there are even armor hardeners used to wipe metal armor to make it stronger.
What Martin used after he decided to take Muriel away immediately was a magic potion with special effects.
Since this potion was accidentally refined by Muriel, although it has a unique effect, it was not Muriel's original intention, so it has no name. But its own effect is by no means useless.
Just like Polyjuice Potion, this potion also needs to be put into the skin, nails, or hair of a creature before use, and then it can be transformed into an identical replica of the creature.
The difference with Polyjuice Potion is that it is not meant for people to drink.
Based on Muriel's original thoughts and purposes, she actually wanted to create a potion that could resurrect others. Obviously, she failed, but her failed potion has the powerful effect of permanently replicating the body.
It must be said that this actually surpasses the existing potions of the same type.
I remember that when Voldemort was planning to resurrect, he also considered using some ancient dark magic potion formula - borrowing his father's bones, the flesh of his servants and the blood of his enemies to reshape his body. But although the body created by that magic potion could fit in with his soul, it could only be said to be inhuman in appearance.
Muriel's potion, however, can copy the body of a creature almost perfectly, and it does not have the same time limit as transfiguration.
Right now, Martin is trying to use this potion to recreate a copy of Muriel and put it back in the cell. Although the body did not exist, just being able to stand and sit aimlessly on his own was enough to deceive the Ministry of Magic for a long time.
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Not long after, the two Auror guards at the cell door suddenly came to their senses, only to feel a swelling pain in the back of their heads. They turned their heads almost at the same time, and after looking at each other, they both looked into the cell.
The figure of "Muriel" was still sitting absentmindedly in the cell, the cell door was still closed, and the door lock was intact... It was as if nothing had happened.
"This is... Oh! What's wrong with my head... It feels like I just got kicked by a Hippogriff."
"Did someone sneak attack me?" the colleague across from me also rubbed the back of his head and gasped, "I think this is more like a stun spell - you know, I was transferred as a striker before. Action Team, at that time I was hit in the head by the dark wizard’s coma spell, that’s how it felt!”
"Sneak attack?" The Auror guard paused at the beginning and looked into the cell again, "Hey!"
"Muriel" inside heard the voice and turned her head slowly and slowly, but she was as slow and lackluster as before.
"The only prisoner is still here," the Auror said with a frown, "Then even if someone did come to attack us, what did he want?"
Just as they were thinking about it, the two of them were startled almost at the same time, and then looked at each other again and said:
"The courtroom!"
"What courtroom? What happened to the courtroom?"
Just when the two of them suddenly felt that someone was going to disrupt the judgment, the patrolling Auror happened to be walking past them.
"Is such that-"
One of the watchmen was about to tell them that they both had headaches at the same time, but when he finished speaking, the patrolman looked around with confusion.
"I have been patrolling back and forth in this corridor just now? How could someone attack you two and I didn't notice it at all?"
For a moment, the two people looking at each other silently suddenly became three people.
"I'll go to the eighth courtroom to take a look."
Recalling Kingsley's previous instruction to "keep an eye on the area around the courtroom," the inspector walked quickly deeper into the corridor, a little uneasy, even though he had no problem.
"Squeak-"
He opened the door of the eighth interrogation room a little, but when he looked inside, he found that most of the eyes on the interrogation table fell on him.
"Piano, what's wrong?"
The speaker was Scrimgeour, who was sitting in the middle. It could be seen that he seemed a little bored at the moment - the trial against Iluli was just a formality, and he had only said five sentences in total so far. In other words, the focus must be on Flint and his son in the next scene.
"Oh, no...it's nothing."
When the patrolman named Piano saw the minister's eyes drooping, he thought he was in a bad mood and quickly shook his head.
Scrimgeour watched the door of the trial room close again, and he was stunned for a moment with some doubts.
"what happened to him?"
"Maybe I just took a look at the situation in the courtroom while patrolling!" Kingsley on the side shrugged, "You know, Piano has always been a conscientious person."
"oh!"
There are so many staff in the Ministry of Magic, and Scrimgeour can't remember everyone. After hearing what Kingsley said, he nodded and said suddenly:
"Yes, our Ministry of Magic needs thoughtful talents like Piano - if necessary, you can consider signing a promotion application for him."
Kingsley immediately smiled and said:
"Of course, I will think about it carefully."
After Scrimgeour turned his head and listened to the interrogation again, he secretly glanced in Pansy's direction.
Then Martin may have already taken action, and Piano discovered some abnormalities. But perhaps because there was no obvious evidence, Piano could only come to the courtroom to take a look with suspicion.
Regardless of whether this guess is correct or not, at least in Kingsley's opinion, the situation outside should be like this.
Pansy, who was sitting in the corner of the jury box, felt Kingsley's gaze and couldn't help but nodded slightly - obviously she thought so too.
Did Martin succeed
If he really took Muriel away without leaving too many traces, it must be said that his ability is not small. After all, the three Aurors outside are not new people. It is not an easy task to save people under their noses without being directly discovered.
However, although Martin can take people away from the dungeon where there are guards and patrols, he may not be able to take Muriel and leave the Ministry of Magic on his own.
It's difficult enough for one person to get out of here without anyone noticing.
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As Pansy and Kingsley expected, Martin had indeed not been able to escape with Muriel. The strict security check and the comprehensive anti-Apparition spell forced him to hide in a nearby corner after barely returning to the security passage.
The invisibility effect has a time limit, not to mention that he is still carrying an immobile Muriel, and the consumption of potion is more than twice what it was when he came in
"Sure enough, we still have to rely on Parkinson's?"
Hiding behind a pillar in the corner, Martin held up Muriel who was leaning against the wall with one hand, and peeked out from the wall pillar with the other hand. Although the view here was not particularly good, at least few people would notice the two of them.
But just when Martin decided to be on the safe side and was ready to wait patiently for a while, he was holding Muriel's wrist and felt her hand move.
"Is it going to expire so soon?" He hurriedly turned back behind the pillar, raised his wand and pointed it at Muriel, and said silently, "Everyone will be petrified."
After reapplying a full-body binding spell to prevent accidents, Martin couldn't help but frown.
It is too risky to cast magic spells from time to time here. Even if the whole body binding spell does not have any obvious magic phenomena, there are too many magic detection tools near the security belt. Who knows if there will be any reaction by accident!
After thinking about it, he poked his head out again and looked outside, trying to find a way to pass the security checkpoint safely by himself.
Yes, it might not be easy, but he needed to get out of this damn place as soon as possible.
"A confusion spell... yes, a powerful enough confusion spell!"
Martin stared at the golden line on the edge of the security desk, nodded secretly, and suddenly gripped the wand in his right hand tighter.
The confusion spell can be effective on both people and objects, but in actual use, the two can be regarded as two completely different spells.
When used on people, the stronger the magic activity, the worse the effect; when used on inanimate objects, it will obviously be more difficult for objects containing magical effects to take effect.
"Confuse the public—"
With the mentality of giving it a try first, Martin cast a silent confusion spell on the golden thread while a wizard was passing through the security checkpoint.
Just for a moment, the golden thread flickered as if it was unstable, causing the security wizard to think that the golden thread was really out of order this time.
"Huh? Why did it light up once and then not light up again? Madam, please wait here for a moment!"
Watching the security wizard pick up the wand and start adjusting the golden wire, Martin could only shake his head slightly. The confusion spell can take effect, but the time is too short. It is not unusually difficult to squeeze through such a narrow passage with a person who cannot move, and also consider the time limit.
He hesitated behind the pillar for a moment, his brows furrowed and his heart filled with annoyance.
Otherwise, should we still think of a similar way to cause a small commotion based on the feeling we had when we first came in? Martin raised his wand, then put it down hesitantly, wondering for a moment whether he should do the same thing again.
But at this moment, he heard a familiar voice suddenly ringing in his ears.
"Martin... Ding?"
His whole body stiffened suddenly, as if he had been hit by a whole-body binding spell. After being stunned for a while, he couldn't help but turn around quickly.
"Muriel, are you awake?"