Chapter 77 Treasure Hunt
In the afternoon, Lam Ha did not immediately go to Hagrid's room, but wrote a letter to Hagrid, agreeing to go see the lion again tomorrow.
The research on scabies medicine has reached a dead end, but Lin Xia has a hunch that they will soon harvest the fruit.
So not only Draco, she also joined the busy research.
However, they changed places in the afternoon and placed the study box in the Hufflepuff common room.
The reason is that after the construction team received permission from Hogwarts, they quickly sent people here to build the next day.
Lam Ha and Draco also did not go to supervise, so they went to find Filch, asking if he had any compensation for support.
Filch was a little surprised when these two little wizards found him.
Is he usually not dignified enough, or not so fierce, that these two little witches actually have the guts to ask for his head?
But Filch heard that there were already 10 Gold-Galleons as reward, he was silent for a moment, then asked hoarsely: "Is it on the second floor?"
While Draco was still hesitating whether to answer or not, Lin Xia had already decisively stuffed the construction blueprint into Filch's hands.
"That's right, Manager Filch, I'm an excellent student and won't lie to you. I just need your help to look after it for two days."
Filch slowly lowered his head and scanned the blueprint a few times: "Go."
While Draco was still stunned, Lam Ha had already pulled Draco away.
Draco:???
He knew from a young age that money was a good thing, but at Hogwarts, in a place where he only studied magic, he gradually forgot the charm of Gold-Galleon.
Looking at the present Filch, Draco once again deeply realized:
Money is a good thing!!!
...
"Ron, let's take a trip to the underground."
Gryffindor boys in the dormitory, Mikel shouted to Ron.
Mikel found that he didn't necessarily call Harry, but as long as he called Ron, Harry would basically follow along.
Ron woke up from his sleep in a daze. Being able to sleep in on the weekend was truly a blessing.
Hearing Mikel say that, his first reaction was: "No, why do you want to go to the gloomy underground basement?"
Mikel: "I feel like the underground basement... might be a treasure hunt!"
Ron paused while brushing his teeth and asked vaguely, "Treasure hunting?"
This is Mikel's idea.
He originally thought that he would see a snake in the basement, drag Ron along to get rid of the snake, and become a little hero who kills snakes.
But he thought about it again, Ron wasn't that kind, and didn't think that every day he had to go to school in the basement there would be snakes, so it might as well be something he found interesting.
What is Ron missing the most?
Money!
"That's right, don't you feel that the underground basement doesn't see sunlight all year round, if it weren't for the potion course, no witch would come through, maybe we can find some other people who accidentally dropped the treasure?"
Mikel encouraged: "I heard that the Slytherin public lounge is underground, there must be a lot of valuable things for the children of the nobles, even if you just find an abandoned gem fountain pen, you can exchange it for a lot of money."
Ron felt it made sense, but was still very skeptical.
"If it's really that easy to find, why haven't I found anything after taking so many potion courses?"
"That's because we don't take another route to school, let's take another route and see!"
Ron was really moved, turned to look at Harry.
Harry shook his head and said apologetically, "Ron, I have something important to do this afternoon, you know."
Harry became the Gryffindor team's scoutmaster. Whenever the five-virtue prefect had free time, he would take Harry as a coach, hoping to cultivate him into a secret ace.
This news was kept strictly hidden by the Five Virtues. Only a few people knew at the moment. Harry only told Ron one person.
Ron protested and said disrespectfully: "Okay, I wish you a happy afternoon."
He said to Mikel: "I will go treasure hunting with you this afternoon."
Afternoon time flies so fast.
Lam Ha and Draco made 30 batches of different sulfur-based acne medicine at once, and took 30 small white rats to test the medicine.
Among them, two groups of sulfur increased too much, the little white rat couldn't help but faint, on the other hand, five of them showed serious rejection reactions...
In the end, only one little white mouse remained safe and sound.
Lam Ha immediately checked the medicinal test results for this little white man and found that only sulfur was added.
This is the smallest experimental sulfur addition.
Draco asked: "Is it possible that such a dose of medicine simply won't work?"
Lam Ha shook his head, his eyes shining as he said: "No, I don't think so. On the contrary, I feel that sulfur can only be added in trace amounts.
Draco, don't forget, potion is a delicate art, adding anything extra, no matter how small the dose, will destroy the existing balance."
Draco reacted, his expression excited as he said: "So the real potion is sulfur, and there is still a need to add it in the second step of mixing the potion?"
Lam Ha calmly said: "Not necessarily, but it will definitely not be exceeded. It is also possible to increase the step. We want to take a step to reduce the scope and start doing trace experiments."
Because the potion preparation cannot be automated, it requires a witch to manually create each bottle, making the entire process tedious and cumbersome.
But Lam Ha and Draco are both people who can endure loneliness.
Ordinary people cannot accept this kind of dryness, but for them, it is a path to explore the truth.
It's really tiring, they will go to the construction lab next door to clear their minds.
Looking at a large rock or piece of wood flying in the air, torn and re-made, is also a kind of wonderful experience.
The process of building from nothing to something gave them a kind of shocking feeling, a lasting visual experience.
...
In the evening, Lam Ha and Draco went to the main hall to eat dinner and simply rested for a bit.
Although the experiment has made progress, there are also complications in the dosage.
Just one afternoon's time is not enough to create all the changes.
Lam Ha and Draco were not discouraged. Research and invention were inherently a process of constant trial and error, requiring great willpower, plus a bit of luck.
But in this, luck is more important than strength.
So when Olivander knew that Lin Xia was so quick to research and invent the magnetic wand, he once said that she was a little witch favored by the goddess of luck.
"A aa!"
A sharp scream cut through the great hall, shattering the joyful atmosphere.
Ron and Mikel ran into the great hall panting, with a raging beast chasing them from behind.
Ron's face turned pale, and he said in shock: "There are snakes, there are snakes in the basement! I see about three snakes!"
"Ah?" The little witch was so scared that she lowered her head and looked down at her feet. It was as if the snake had run up from the underground basement.
"Underground basement? Could it be that Professor Quirrell dropped that ancient snake?"
"I heard that the ancient snake is very poisonous!"
"We have to go to the basement to go to school every day, we don't get to see many snakes!"
Ron ran to the Gryffindor table, facing everyone's doubts, he used an unusually determined, resolute voice to say——
"I saw, at least three snakes, they were terrifyingly stuck on the window!"
"So what color and shape did you see the snake as?" A little witch asked nervously.
Ron recalled, couldn't help but shiver, and said fearfully: "They're all green, so it can't be Slytherin raising snakes, right?"
Ron: Drag hatred master!