Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying - Chapter 341

c341 Ved: Cry if you are sad

In the evening, when Hagrid met Lupin, Wade also arrived at the Umbrella House.

After entering the third grade, the additional courses made everyone’s study pressure even greater. In order to complete the homework smoothly, everyone gathered in the Umbrella House almost every night.

Although Hermione did not allow everyone to copy each other’s homework, as long as they discussed with friends, the papers that were originally clueless became much easier to write.

Among them, Neville was always the last one to finish because of his slow reaction and poor memory, so he was usually the most serious and hardworking one.

But tonight, Wade found that Neville was not doing his homework at all. He didn’t even open the book, but was in the practice room, using spells on the wooden target over and over again.

“Expelliarmus! Faint! Flames! Faint!”

The light of the spell flew out, and the target standing there had several more cracks, but Neville did not stop.

He was sweating profusely, supported his knees and panted for a while, and then picked up the wand again.

Padma secretly peeked out, immediately retracted her head, and shook her head at everyone.

Hermione sighed, and Harry also looked helpless.

Wade asked in confusion: “What happened to Neville today? Did he quarrel with Malfoy again?”

“No, it was Snape!” Harry said angrily: “He always dislikes us!”

“What happened?” Wade asked.

“Let me tell you.” Hermione put down the book and whispered: “Today in the potion class, we have to make a shrinking potion. Neville accidentally added too much rat bile… To make up for it, he added a few more drops of leech juice…”

“Then Snape was very angry. He said that he would feed Neville’s potion to Radford after class. If he made a mistake, Radford would be poisoned to death…” Harry added.

Radford is Neville’s toad. Although this pet is ugly and often gets lost, Neville cherishes it very much.

“What happened next?” Wade thought of Neville’s bitter and resentful look and asked, “Is Radford dead?”

“No.” Harry shook his head and said, “Hermione helped, and the potion was successful, but after returning, Neville…”

He motioned Wade to look at Neville’s seat-

There was a shallow basin on Neville’s desk at this time, filled with some soil and a shallow bowl of water, and Radford the toad was lying in the basin, his belly bulging.

He looked very stupid.

Wade took a step back calmly and asked, “Didn’t you use the shrinking potion? Why is it still an adult?”

“It was originally a tadpole. But before the get out of class ended, Professor Snape dropped a few drops of potion on it, and it turned back again.” Hermione said.

“Is that so…”

Wade was thoughtful.

He suddenly realized that most of his potion reserves were poisons, antidotes, polyjuice potions, etc., but in fact, the shrinking potion was also very useful. One bottle was still too little, and he should reserve more.

To some extent, it can produce an effect as if time has gone back.

In fact, the shrinking potion can sometimes make the drinker younger, and sometimes it can make him physically “shrink”.

There are many legends about the shrinking potion-

The potion master Zygmunt Budge, who invented this potion, gave the shrinking potion to a pair of brothers, and they both shrunk to the size of beetles. In order to avoid being eaten by their own cat, the unfortunate brothers hid under the cupboard for several days until the potion took effect.

Later, a guy named Samuel Plunkett, who was persecuted by villagers in a Muggle village, poured the shrinking potion into the village well, and then chased the shrunken villagers wearing flat-headed hobnail boots.

And this kind of potion, even if it is made with the same materials, through the same steps, and brewed with the same bright green color, the effect may be completely different.

Before drinking, even the wizard who brewed it cannot determine which effect the shrinking potion will have, which is particularly troublesome.

But for Wade, no matter which effect, it will disintegrate the drinker’s fighting power, and it is equally useful.

“Expelliarmus! Expelliarmus!”

Neville rested for a while and started again.

Using spells so frequently not only consumes a lot of physical strength, but also excessive loss of magic power is not good for the future. Everyone is a little worried, but they don’t know how to dissuade him.

——Rive has recovered, hasn’t he?

And Snape has been targeting Neville for a long time. In the past, as long as he got out of class, he could quickly adjust himself. Everyone didn’t understand why he reacted so strongly this time.

Wade patted Harry’s shoulder and said, “I’ll go and see, you continue.”

When Wade entered the practice room, he saw Neville silently picking up the broken target and then using [Restore to Original] to repair it.

But it may be that the damage caused by the spell was too deep. Neville tried several times, and after the light of the spell flashed, the target would still crack.

He knelt on the ground, chanting in vain, over and over again:

“Restore as before! Restore as before! Restore as before!!”

Sweat dripped down his cheeks, and he looked like he was crying.

Ved suddenly understood something. Standing at the entrance, his feet seemed to be nailed, and his chest felt suffocated.

After several minutes, Neville, who had tried countless times, finally gave up. He leaned his head against the target, his solid back hunched, as if he had shrunk into a ball.

Ved hesitated for a while before walking over: “Neville.”

Neville raised his head, and Ved thought he was crying, but he wasn’t.

His face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes were a little empty and blank, and he looked very tired.

“Ved.”

Neville was stunned for a while before calling out Ved’s name.

He wiped the stains on the target with his sleeve, lowered his head and said, “I’m sorry… I broke the wooden target made by Ryan.”

Ved didn’t say “It’s okay”, but sat down next to him and asked, “Is that all you want to say?”

Neville blinked slowly, then said, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have lost my temper today. Hermione has been helping me, and I didn’t thank her…”

“Don’t apologize, you have nothing to apologize for.”

Ved interrupted him, put his arm around Neville’s shoulders, and pulled him to his side.

Neville was caught off guard and supported the ground, and the calm on his face was broken, and he looked very stunned with his mouth open.

“If you really feel bad, just cry.” Wade said, “It’s okay, I’ll be with you – I know you’re in great pain now.”

After a while, the unpleasant and hoarse cry sounded intermittently.

Wade knew that watching his companions being forced to take the potion, for Neville, it probably reminded him of the past when his parents were tortured by the Death Eaters.

Why was he so obsessed with the target that couldn’t be repaired? It was probably because he thought of the fragmented spiritual world of the Longbottoms.

He couldn’t protect it, and he couldn’t repair it.

The toad was still around, but his parents were in St. Mungo’s.

Wade gently patted Neville’s shoulder and sighed silently.