In the potion workshop in Higgs, the lights are still dim.

The thick medicinal liquid in cauldron is boiling, and the mist rises as the bubbles of each and everyone rupture, and it fills the chamber.

The house elf, which is arranged at two long tables, is still working hard. They are like a muggle machine, bottling, labeling, and placing potion. No one dares to do extra moves.

Yes, as long as there is work to do, house elfs don’t need to rest – even if they are themselves, I think so.

But of course… Ms. Higgs doesn’t seem to need a break.

“Ding–“

The glass mixing spoon was gently slammed on the edge of the cauldron, and the green medicinal liquid hanging from the top of the head was shaken back into the pot, and she carefully placed the mixing spoon in the cleaning pool.

And with her slight glimpse, in the crisp percussion, a strange smell suddenly fluttered from the cauldron that had just been stirred.

Honestly, the taste is really not very good, I always think that people will think of the sour smell of vomit – right, and it is just the kind that has just been boiled!

But at the moment, Ms. Higgs, but she leaned forward a little, and plunged into the thick smoke, and was extremely intoxicated.

However, the unpleasant things are still unpleasant after all.

Even though Higgs put on such an obsessive expression when he came over, but after actually inhaling those mists into the nose, she still had to cough and scream and resist the turbulence of her throat. .

Obviously, what she likes is actually not the smell of the scent, but the cauldron potion itself.

“cough cough cough…finish, cough cough… finally,” Higgs is still coughing, but it doesn’t prevent her from sighing. “The preparation is finally successful! Then the next…”

It’s a pity that she hadn’t had time to finish her words, and there was an inexplicable crack in the cauldron. The movement was not big, but the smile on Higgs’s face suddenly froze.

“Oh no–“

At the moment when her stared wide-eyed whispered, the same sound as the last time slammed through the room and scared the house elf again.

In fact, this was not an explosion, because even the silver cauldron did not explode.

On the contrary, at this time, the medicinal liquid, which was already boiling, actually solidified in an instant, without any liquid features.

“Hey.”

Just as Higgs stunned his face on the table, two polite knocks came from the door, which made her feel awkward.

Normally, except for the purchasers of several other pure-blood families, basically no one will come to her. Today is not the day to pick up the goods, how can people come and go?

“Go ask for your identity, if you don’t matter, just send it away!”

Because of the failure to prepare potion, Ms. Higgs’s mood is obviously very bad. After a wave of command house elf went out to check, she picked up wand and knocked cauldron, and emptied the potion, which had lost its usefulness.

“Follow, Rice goes this -“

“no need.”

Quietly, the entire back door of the workshop suddenly disappeared out of thin air, revealing four silhouettes standing behind the door. Although the head of the head is not very tall, but the momentum that is secretly spread, it suddenly made Higgs shocked.

“Hello, Ms. Higgs! Maybe you know me, but that doesn’t mean I can omit self-introduction – it’s too rude to you.”

When the voice did not fall, Higgs saw the other side stepping in, slightly nodded to pay tribute:

“Marx McLorne, Hogwarts… Oh, sorry! Now I can’t seem to call myself a professor anymore.”

Higgs seemed to be a moment who didn’t know how to take the sentence. After hesitating a little, she simply took Marx’s strange self-introduction aside.

“Mr. Mr. MrLorne,” she said, her face stretched and said, “Although… although you can come to my potion workshop, it makes me feel very honored, but at least I should let me know in advance. ?”

Marx McLorne, a young wizard who grew up like a generation of Legendary.

His appearance not only made the two generations of Dark Lord fall into Hogwarts at the same time, even the current ancient dark wizard Herpo, had to hide his whereabouts under continuous frustration.

At the moment, even those big families with rich backgrounds can only choose to watch silently. How can he hope that Higgs can’t speak loudly?

“Well, this is really something I have to consider,” Marx followed nodded, but chuckled. “But I have come here, there is no reason to go back like this?”

When I said this, I saw that he did not mean anything at all. He walked slowly to the potion preparation station where Higgs was located.

As he walked, he continued:

“As you can see, it is actually me who wants to place the long-term order, and Mr. Lupin, they just pick the person in charge of the cooperation workshop for that’s all.”

Watching Marx step closer to his side, Higgs couldn’t help but feel an invisible pressure. This pressure did not come from the deliberate exertion of Marx, but she suddenly felt a little flustered.

But the moment Marx walked to the potion preparation station, Marx slammed his head back when Higgs couldn’t help but want to step back to relieve stress.

“Lupin, Dunge, Sirius – you are coming in too!” He greeted the door and said, “Come on, I will return the door of the workshop to others!”

When the Lupin trio was about to walk in, they only saw Marx’s backhand wave – the threshold that had been lost before was on the door frame, as if it had never disappeared. general.

Opposite the potion preparation desk, when Higgs was still surprised by Marx’s freehand spell, Marx once again spoke.

“Oh, what is this… it seems to be terrifying?”

Higgs heard the news and quickly took back his sight on the back door of the workshop, and then fell into the hands of Marx.

It was the parchment that was written with a scribbled handwriting!

Perhaps it was during the moment when Higgs’ attention was directed to the back door, and the parchment, which was originally stuffed in a corner that was not in the eye, suddenly ran to Marx’s hand.

While discovering this, Higgs’s eyes immediately showed repeated changes.

At this time, if you look closely, you can see that the expression of Higgs has suddenly changed from a surprise to a fierce one, and after a little hesitation, it has turned into some kind of slightly fortunate silence.

However, her stopped and chaotic and rushed mood changes for the sake of those reasons, it is probably only she knows.

At the same time, the opposite Marx seems to be completely unconcerned with the other’s expression, just slightly eyebrows, the contents of the parchment are read from start to finish.

At the end, he first moved toward Mundungus, who just came behind him:

“Sorry, Dunge! I thought it was definitely your memory was wrong. Who knows… Well, this time I really blame you!”

“Yes!” Mundungus was smug at the time. “I don’t dare to say anything, I’m still very reliable in remembering things!”

Looking at Marx, I was holding a light-looking parchment in my hand, but instead I went back and joked with my companion. Higgs couldn’t help but screamed a little.

In fact, from the appearance of Marx McLorne, the rhythm of the whole scene and dialogue was completely in his hands.

As for the master of the magic workshop of Higgs, it became the party that was led by the nose.

Will she continue to remain silent until now?

In fact, as far as she knows about the information and rumors of Marx McLorne, if she does not take the lead in showing hostility, the other party is likely to do nothing too aggressive.

Of course, the key to the problem is still on the parchment – what kind of reaction does McLorne react to?

Damn, I knew that I should put the potion trials into the evening… but how could she think that this guy who had never had a point with her own life, actually got her potion cold? Come in the workshop!

“I didn’t kill!” Higgs finally couldn’t help but say, “I promise!”

“Is it too late to kill?”

Marx glanced at her casually, and then he raised his hand. Higgs saw that the stirring spoon that had just been put into the cleanup pool floated up and flew lightly to the other side.

“Hey…” Seeing Marx picking up the smell and smelling it, he quickly said, “Hey, the rate of mixing is not controlled accurately enough, and the reaction time of the ridiculous reaction is too long, so it causes the medicinal liquid to condense. And the most basic potion has not been made yet, and you naturally can’t take the next step, isn’t it?”

Having said that, he suddenly put the parchment in front of Higgs’s eyes, and then pointed to the next steps above to ask further questions:

“He lets you kill, you go killing… The dignity and pride of your pure-blood family? Where have you been?”

And just in the position pointed by Marx, that kind of kind of seemingly extraordinarily cruel way of killing, I am afraid that anyone who looks at it will be shocked.

Opposite the potion preparation table, Higgs immediately shook his head after hearing it:

“‘He’? No, who are you talking about… This ancient magic ceremony is just what I bought from the black market, I, I mean it!”


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