Obviously, apart from Lockhart, there was no better candidate than him. As a result, after Hermione said a few good words to Lockhart, Lockhart readily signed the note without even looking at it. Take a look at what book they want to borrow.
Ever since, they got the formula easily, but there were still two problems lying in front of them: they had no venue and no materials.
Hermione had chosen Moaning Myrtle's disrepaired bathroom as the venue, since no one in their right mind would want to go there, so the three of them would be guaranteed to stay undiscovered. Moaning Myrtle burst into tears in her news, and they ignored her, and she ignored them.
Then they encountered the second problem, materials, general materials can be obtained in student lockers, but some rare materials are too difficult, powdered bicorn horns - I don't know where to find them ..a piece of skin from an African tree snake - that's also hard to come by -. But they thought Snape's private warehouse might have it.
And then finally they need a little bit of the person they want to be.
"We can hardly find a chance to get in touch with her." Ron said helplessly.
"Opportunities can always be created." Harry encouraged him.
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On Saturday afternoon, Malfoy felt he had done something wrong and regretted it.
He warned Dobby before the game, let him not to do anything in the Quidditch match, because he was afraid that the out-of-control Bludger would hurt others, but he seemed to have underestimated the power of the protagonist's aura, and there was no wandering A ball-challenging Harry ended the game sooner than people thought.
Now Pansy was crying sadly in the waiting room, and she blamed herself more and more. Their tactics had barely started to be implemented, and the game was over, and she felt that it was all her responsibility.
In all fairness, Malfoy is still very satisfied with their training, and their performance on the court is also normal, but they are too lucky to be able to stand up to someone.
So he comforted Pansy for almost the whole afternoon. In the evening, there was news of another petrified student, Colin Creevey, Harry's follower. He wanted to visit Harry in the ward, but ended up in The corridors were petrified.
Dobby could only obey the words of his master's family, so he didn't put his mind on the Bludger this time, but cast a spell on those people at the same time when everyone was cheering for Harry and flying him high. When Malfoy heard the news, he guessed that Lisong was venting, so the Gryffindor players threw their heroes to the ground. History is always surprisingly similar. Lockhart cast a " Perfect" boneless spell, so Harry had to be hospitalized.
Word spread throughout the school Monday morning that Colin Creevey had been attacked and now lay dead in his hospital room. Suddenly, rumors were flying in the school, and everyone was suspicious. The first-year students are now always moving together in small groups, as if they are afraid that if they act alone, they will be attacked.
Then the Weasley Brothers' Cock Roaring letter sold out again, and the brothers made a fortune again.
In the second week of December, Professor McGonagall came over as usual to collect the list of students who stayed for Christmas. Harry, Ron and Hermione had signed the list; they had heard that Malfoy was going to stay, and they found it very doubtful. The holidays are just the right time to use Polyjuice Potion to bring out Malfoy's truth.
Of course Malfoy is staying now to find the truth.
Harry and the others have almost prepared everything, but they still lack the horn of the bicorn and the skin of the African tree snake. So in Snape's Potions class, Harry and Ron, with the determination to sacrifice themselves, prepared to make trouble in class and prepare time for Hermione to go to Snape's private warehouse to steal materials.
Potions class was taught in a large dungeon. Thursday afternoon classes started as usual. Twenty cauldrons stood between wooden tables, on which stood copper scales and jars of ingredients. Snape is in. Walking back and forth in a cloud of smoke, roughly criticizing the work of the Gryffindor students, while the Slytherins snickered gleefully.
Harry and Ron were about to use the Fudge they got from Fred when they suddenly heard a "clack-clack" sound, and almost all the students were startled by the sudden cry, Most of the students made more or less mistakes, the potion splashed everywhere, the class was noisy, and almost everyone started running around.
"Neville Longbottom!" Snape growled in his sullen voice, and then said, "The next time you bring this thing to class I'll fire you!" He went on, "Two deductions from Gryffindor Ten! Now everyone be quiet! Be quiet! All the students who were splashed by the potion come to me to get the detumescence medicine."
"I think we should treat Neville to dinner," said Ron.
"Today is the only day when we were deducted points but I was happy." Although it felt bad, Harry was genuinely happy.
After class, Hermione managed to get new ingredients, and they hurried to Myrtle's bathroom to throw them into the cauldron.
"He knows it's me." Hermione said worriedly as she stirred the potion.
"But he doesn't have proof, does he," Harry reassured.
"He won't look at the evidence, Harry." Ron poured cold water on them.
"Okay." Harry grumbled, and then said, "It's a big deal, let's admit our mistakes together."
"Are you kidding?" Hermione's voice rose, "I only stole because I have no criminal record. Don't worry, he has no evidence at most to embarrass us." She stared at Harry and said, "Anyway, we You're used to it too, aren't you?"
"Exactly." Harry rubbed his nose.