"...It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, why would I come to this library to clean on my day off?"
There is basically no one in the library on Saturdays, especially during the period after lunch, when the place is even more deserted. But at this moment, Enns and Alexander had to hold the cleaning tools and wander helplessly among the large number of bookshelves.
Regarding Enns's complaint, Alexander was indeed a little speechless.
"I never knew that Professor Hagrid would see me when I was walking along the lake..." He kept sweeping the broom, his voice seemed rather weak.
Yes, it was Hagrid who suddenly appeared among the trees at that time, and when Hagrid discovered that Enns was under a curse, he took him directly to the school hospital regardless of whether Enns was happy or not. Things became simple after that. When Professor McGonagall figured out what happened, both of them were thrown into the library to receive punishment.
Like cleaning trophies in the trophy room, cleaning dust in the library is a common punishment. In fact, except for serious mistakes, the punishment methods are quite light.
But for a student, it is extremely painful to have the precious free time on rest days just pass away while cleaning.
"Quit!"
After a few more casual sweeps, Enns simply threw the broom on the ground and leaned against the window with a look of impatience on his face.
"Alexander, I'll leave my share to you—"
"Eh? Hey!" Alexander said depressedly, "It's not because you made the move first! Professor McGonagall said so - Hey! How long will it take for me to go there alone!"
"Who cares about you..."
Ens curled his lips and glanced casually on the bookshelf, intending to find a book to read.
Just by casually looking at the book titles, he knew that this should be the potions bookshelf, and it was the kind of difficult research materials that only senior students would borrow. When he mentioned Potions, he suddenly remembered the "Elixir Chocolate" that Alexander had mentioned in the morning.
"Felicity Potion? What does it do?" Enns thought as he pulled out a book from the bookshelf and flipped through it. "Gebalot proposed that the antidote to a mixed poison is greater than the antidote to each individual component. The total... what is this?"
Although he wanted to find out the analysis of the effects of the Felixir, after flipping through a few books, he felt like his head was about to explode. Among these books, if they were published in recent times, they would be relatively good, and at least they would have a table of contents. But if they were older, there would only be various manuscript books with no typesetting at all, and you would just be able to read the scrawled handwriting. It will waste a lot of time.
After flipping through several volumes in a row, Enns had no choice but to put the last magic book in his hand back on the bookshelf with a bored look on his face. He made up his mind that he would never learn these theorems, formulas and data everywhere in the future. Something.
"The last one! Forget it if you can't find it again..." After glancing back and forth on the bookshelf for a few times, Enns couldn't help his curiosity and pulled out a large green-sealed magic book from the bookshelf.
Maybe everyone has encountered it. After searching for some problems but not finding the answer, the original faint sense of curiosity gradually becomes stronger, making people feel uncomfortable if they are not solved. At the moment, Enns was obviously very bored and fell into this state inadvertently.
"'I am Zygmunt Bache, the greatest pharmacist of all time'... Who is this Bache? How can he be so shameless?" As soon as he opened the book, Enns saw what was stated in the preface. The first sentence is, "Oh... there is a record of the blessed elixir here!"
What he was holding in his hand now was the "Book of Potions", which is famous in potions science. The wizard Zygmunt Budge, who lived in the 16th century, also attended Hogwarts, but later dropped out of school because he was not allowed by the principal to participate in the Potions Championship. Then he moved to a small island alone to start his own... A lifetime of potions research.
If anything, his research results are not only numerous, but also have a great influence on modern potion science. He is indeed worthy of the title of "Great Pharmacist". However, it is not worth advocating for a person to immerse himself in research and end up leaving no heirs.
So much so that his book was not discovered until the middle of the 17th century by a wizard traveler who set sail on the sea and brought it back to his alma mater, Hogwarts.
"The Luck Elixir, also known as the Lucky Potion, can bring unparalleled good luck to the user..."
Enns read silently word by word, gradually understanding the difficulty of preparing this medicine and its high value. When he thought of the box of elixir chocolates that Alexander said "whoever wants it can take it", he couldn't help but feel a little itchy.
"Alexander! Come here... hurry up!" He turned his head and waved to the other side, "Didn't you say this morning that there was a box of chocolates in the common room of your college? Who took it away?"
"No?" Alexander, who was lazing around next to him, said, "What's wrong, you want it? But I heard from the seniors that that thing seems to have some side effects..."
"Come here and take a look at this!" Enns shook the thick book in his hand, "It doesn't say there are any side effects... Moreover, it takes half a year to refine the magic potion... Tsk tsk... If there are any With the blessing elixir, you can definitely master those second-year or even third-year magic spells!"
"I think it's better to forget it!" Alexander came over to take a look, then waved his hand and said, "Who knows if that kind of thing with unknown origin is a prank by some senior? Even if I give it to you... you dare to eat it ?"
"If I want to eat it first, there's no way," Enns said with a smile, "But can we let others try it first?"
"Hey!" Alexander immediately opened his eyes and said, "Let me remind you, I don't want to eat!"
"It's not you -" Enns curled his lips and said, "You know everything, can I still lie to you? You can get it for me first, I have a good idea..."
He walked to Alexander and was about to whisper the little plan he had just thought of when he unexpectedly heard footsteps coming from the direction of the library door.
"Someone is here, get the broom quickly..." Enns waved his hand quickly, "I'll tell you later."
"Mr. Tavon, Mr. Wolfe, it seems that you have no intention of reflecting on the mistakes you have made?"
The visitor is Professor McGonagall. As the current president of a school, she still cares so much about her students. No matter how busy she is, she never forgets to take time to fulfill the responsibilities and obligations of a professor.
"Oh, no... Professor McGonagall, we..."
"We're just tired of cleaning and want to take a short break."
Alexander and Enns successively tried to explain their laziness, but McGonagall would not believe their excuses.
"You can stay here until dinner!" Professor McGonagall walked straight over and said sternly, "When your Professor MacLean was still a student, he was also punished by me for violating school rules. "
"I still remember one of his words that was very correct - 'Accepting punishment can establish a correct philosophy for other students to do things'." She said, "I hope you can be like him, set a good example for other students, and be serious. Complete this punishment."
It wasn't until Professor McGonagall was sent away that Enns and Alexander took the brooms and swept the floor again helplessly.
"It's that MacLean again..." Enns muttered, waving the broom wildly, "Let me think about it... How many times have I heard this name since I entered Hogwarts? Obviously I haven't even been there yet. Where’s his class!”
"I've heard it many times," Alexander nodded, "but there's nothing you can do about it. Who makes Professor MacLean really awesome? And that's because other people really admire him... Before coming to Hogwarts, He was the one who took me to buy various school supplies. He is actually a very easy-going person."
"...I also met him once before coming here," Enns paused in his movements, "Forget it, it's his fault that he's great, let's just take care of ourselves first! Let's not think about these things for now. Come on... Come here, I'll tell you about the plan I just made... "
…
While the two freshmen, who were relatively new to each other, were making small plans in the library, Harry and the others were enjoying a wonderful free time at the Three Broomsticks pub in Hogsmeade.
Now that I have passed the OWLs exam and advanced to the sixth grade, although the courses are still so intense that I am busy, I can relax a little when it is time to rest.
Harry and Ron happened to be drinking butterbeer while casually talking about the box of chocolates they had left in the common room the night before. Of course, Hermione must not be very happy, because she thinks Harry and the others should not leave that thing to others.
"I tell you, you should throw it in the trash can!" She also took a sip of butterbeer, then frowned and said, "I thought you would do that, but you didn't..."
"That's the elixir!" Ron spread his hands and said, "If it hadn't been mixed into the chocolate by Slughorn, I would have sold it!"
"That can't be—"
"Hermione," Harry suddenly interrupted, "wipe... on your lips!"
"oh… "
Hermione was stunned, looked at the rich foam in the cup, and then hurriedly wiped her mouth. As for the blessing elixir, well... let's continue after wiping our mouths!
However, while they were still discussing the Elixir Chocolate, they didn't know that an owl had already flown to the window of the boys' dormitory in Gryffindor Tower at this moment, and landed steadily on a window ledge.