The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Chapter 123 The thief is...?

Snape suppressed his "excitement" and began to count his lost potions.

"Two African tree snake skins, a pair of bicorn horns, three pieces of gill grass, five bunches of eel boneless meat..." Snape gritted his teeth and calculated his losses, and found that the intruder was simply He forcibly used his storeroom as a pharmacy and gave it back to himself; here comes a 30% off coupon!

And looking at the types of potions that were taken away, Snape was thoughtful: bicorn horns and African tree snake skins, although mixed with some other things, these two materials are in Snape's potion. The Master's eyes are as conspicuous as fireworks in the night sky.

Someone is secretly brewing Polyjuice Potion! This was Snape's first reaction. This attracted his attention, so Professor Flitwick of Ravenclaw was woken up from his sleep by Snape late at night.

"Severus, do you know what time it is?" Professor Flitwick walked out of the bedroom sleepily wearing a blue nightgown and a nightcap.

"Someone broke into my potion storage room and stole a batch of potion ingredients."

"Didn't you set up an anti-theft charm?" Professor Flitwick's eyes widened in surprise, "I remember that your raw materials are very expensive, right?"

Snape's mouth twitched and he ignored the topic, "It contains the raw materials for preparing polyjuice potion, so I hope you can help me investigate and find the thief."

Upon hearing the term Polyjuice Potion, Professor Flitwick also became serious, and the two of them rushed to Snape's office as quickly as possible.

Looking at the broken door lock, Flitwick raised his wand, and then an invisible wave of light enveloped Snape's office, and Snape's shadow gradually appeared in the office in the afternoon.

"The time is further back, about half an hour ago." Snape looked at his shadow who was reading a book, and said expressionlessly.

Professor Flitwick followed suit and adjusted the time when the magic spell appeared, and then the shadow of a phoenix appeared in their eyes.

Flitwick, Snape:...

The two of them watched helplessly as a phoenix flew into the office, then opened and looted Snape's potion collection with great purpose, leaving a bag of money on the table.

The phoenix of the magical world, also known as the phoenix, is sacred, loyal and few wizards can be recognized by them. In today's wizarding world, there is one person who is bound to the Phoenix, and he is the greatest white wizard, Albus Dumbledore. When talking about the Phoenix, the first thing that comes to everyone’s mind is Dumbledore.

Snape and Flitwick were no exception. In their inherent concept, things like the Phoenix cannot be imitated. This kind of thing cannot be transformed by a transfiguration or animagus.

"Professor Dumbledore must have a deep meaning for doing this..." Professor Flitwick thought for a while, but couldn't figure out the reason, so he could only say this dryly. At the same time, he spread his hands and shrugged, indicating that he was powerless: the thief was found, the thief is a phoenix, Snape, go and communicate with Professor Dumbledore yourself.

Snape gritted his teeth: "What a profound meaning! I think he has some serious illness!"

So without saying a word, he took Flitwick and rushed towards the principal's office. There is one more sleepless person tonight.

Dumbledore was also a little confused when he was woken up from the bedroom: What? Fawkes ransacked Severus' storage room?

He hurried forward to make sure, and when he saw the familiar figure, he was a little shaken. Could it be that Fox really caused trouble while he was sleeping?

"Of course, it could also be a physical patron saint in the form of a phoenix." Flitwick thought for a while and came up with the second explanation. After he finished speaking, he found that both Snape and Dumbledore's eyes were on him.

"Ah, I'm just proposing a hypothesis..." He was a little embarrassed, because he had just discovered that Dumbledore was the only wizard in the magical world who had a patron saint in the form of a physical phoenix.

"It's actually very simple to verify," Snape waved his cloak and walked directly towards the principal's office. He walked into the door, turned behind the door, took out a mistletoe berry from the cloak, and asked Dumbledore to give it to Fawkes. Pass it over.

Fox was a little dissatisfied when he was woken up in his sleep, but he didn't expect it to be a snack at night. Unfortunately, Fawkes couldn't remember the last time Dumbledore served him a late-night snack.

So Fox started eating happily.

Snape took out boneless dried eels, gillweed and other stolen potions from his arms. Fawkes accepted them all and ate them happily. Phoenix is ​​not picky about food and likes to eat anything that contains strong magical power.

Looking at Fawkes who was eating happily, Snape who was expressionless, and Flitwick who suddenly became interested in office decoration, Dumbledore sighed, took Snape aside, and subsidized him. Loss.

Of course, Dumbledore himself did not believe that Fox could do such a thing, and there was something fishy about this matter. But in the end, the incident could only be characterized as follows: a certain wild or domestic phoenix was hungry in the middle of the night, happened to appear at Hogwarts Castle, discovered Snape's storage, and stole some potion ingredients. The kind-hearted Phoenix also left behind the human currency he found...

This conjecture is more suitable to be included in a bedtime story to coax the little wizard to sleep.

After dealing with these matters, the three professors each returned to their bedrooms and continued to rest. The instigator of this incident was brewing a potion in the Room of Requirement. Naturally, he didn't choose an office because he felt guilty and was afraid that Snape would come to his door.

Tom added 3 parts of African tree snake skin fragments to the crucible, and then added the ground bicorn powder, followed by high-temperature heating and a long boiling process.

At this point, the Polyjuice Potion is almost ready. After the potion is brewed, Tom only needs to add a spoonful of lacewings and stir counterclockwise three times to harvest the finished polyjuice potion.

Tom showed a satisfied smile: This semester will be extremely free and fulfilling!

As a result, when Tom returned to the office, he discovered that Lockhart's class schedule for this semester had been sent to him. This semester, I can indeed live a fulfilling life, but don’t even think about freedom.

The class schedule given to him by Dumbledore was full of classes every day. On average, there were nearly four classes a day!

If he goes to class according to this schedule, Tom will not have to think about freedom or freedom. It will be good if he can avoid sudden death. You know, this is not a 40-minute class, but an hour-long class, and he has to teach it himself! Listening to a one-hour class and giving a one-hour lecture are two completely different concepts.