HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 71 The Heirs of Slytherin

Mrs. Pince flipped through the note, her suspicious gaze sweeping over the three people standing in front of her.

After a long time, it seemed that he had really confirmed that the note was real, and he nodded reluctantly.

The three men strode into the library, full of pride, for this time they had truly obtained the book through legitimate means.

Before Mrs. Pince could even frown in impatience, Hermione had already returned with a thick, large book.

Mrs. Pince looked away, seemingly very reluctant to lend them the book.

A few minutes later, the group took refuge in the dilapidated bathroom of the weeping Peach Mother, with Hermione giving Ron and Harry a disapproving look.

Two idiots, what a wonderful holy place this is!

Who would have thought to come here? The bag won't be discovered here.

Despite Hermione's disdainful look, the two still hesitated before entering the bathroom.

"Rand?" Harry's eyes shone like a thousand-watt light bulb in the dark.

Landric glanced at Harry briefly, ignoring him, and simply nodded slightly to Hermione.

Hermione scoffed at Harry's pathetic state. "Two useless things, they still have to rely on me to see anyone."

At this moment, Harry didn't care about anything else; He saw Hermione as if she were a goddess descended from heaven.

Hermione carefully handed the "Powerful Potion" to Landric.

A few people crowded around and looked at the paper that was practically about to be invented. They instantly understood why these things were placed in the restricted book section.

Any one of the items in there would be extremely destructive, which made Landric's eyes gleam slightly.

"Hermione," Landric whispered Hermione's name.

Hermione immediately understood what Landric meant. "Got it, got it, darling, I'll use magic to copy it in a bit."

Landric chuckled. Who said Hermione wasn't good? This is wonderful. Who wouldn't love the thoughtfulness of a top student?

The group flipped through the book page by page. Halfway through, Harry and Ron shifted their heads uncomfortably; the illustrations in the book were indeed unsettling.

"Here," Landric's fingers, which were turning the pages, suddenly stopped. He pointed to the page labeled Compound Decoction, where an illustration showed several people being transformed into other people.

Help! Harry was genuinely screaming in his heart; the pain in the illustrations in the book didn't seem like an act.

"We really have to..." Ron began, his words trailing off.

Landric looked at them with disdain. "Didn't you want to know who the heir to Slytherin is? What? You're scared now?"

Hermione immediately shook her head frantically, "It wasn't me, it really wasn't me."

She knew that her image in Landric's eyes would eventually be tarnished by these two idiots, so she should stay away from stupid things.

Landric had always been kind to Hermione. "Sorry, Hermione, I wasn't talking about you."

"No, even if we wanted to become Draco's two henchmen, we'd have to take something from them! What could we possibly get? Toes? Hair?"

Ron looked ashen-faced, as if he could already see what the potion made from those things would look like.

Even if you bite him to death, he still won't drink it.

"You don't seem to need to worry about that right now. This thing is the last one to be released. What you should be thinking about now is how to get your hands on the materials from the beginning," Landric's clear and pleasant voice struck Ron hard.

Seeing that he couldn't find any allies, Ron elbowed him, "Harry, say something, Harry!"

Harry: Don't be silly, Landric is always right.

Ron: Damn it, one ancestor, two living fathers, and now there's this pitiful guy left.

Landric waited until Hermione finished copying the book of powerful potions, then activated the invisibility spell and left.

The fact that he allowed these idiots to enter Slytherin and fool Draco was already the limit of his tolerance.