Hogwarts: Bloodline Chapter 380 - 131: A Wonderful Life! Magic Power Enhancement

Chapter 380: Chapter 131: A Wonderful Life! Magic Power Enhancent!

The sight of hundreds of crucibles simultaneously brewing potions was quite spectacular — to be honest, Ian thought, Dentors are not low in intelligence. At least the one by his side seed to be getting smarter and smarter.

At first, this Dentor could only help him with so simple materials and stoke the fire, but now it could actually rember so of the basic potion-brewing processes.

"You’re truly a good helper!" Ian climbed up a ladder to pat the Dentor’s shoulder, offering it a grand promise.

"When I find a chance to bring back more Dentors from Azkaban, I’ll have them all help

brew potions. Then, I’ll na you the General of the Dentors."

"No! The King of the Dentors!" Probably because Ian had been brainwashing the Dentor all along, it was also swept up in his vision and worked more diligently under his grand promise.

"Keep the flas steady under these pots, I’m off to resupply." Ian began his actions in the dead of night, perfectly understanding how to make full use of this ti loop.

The two barrels of wax oil in the money bag had already inspired him, and Ian felt like it was a good uncle unknowingly guiding him in so way.

"The potion materials here are truly free!" Of course, Ian couldn’t unlock Snape’s office door; the magic on the lock far exceeded the level his Unlocking Spell could handle.

However.

Sotis not being able to unlock a door doesn’t stop one from getting inside... With a "bang," an explosion occurred, and Ian had already left the scene before Snape hurried over.

Perhaps the true demolition genius was already at Hogwarts.

"Who was it! Which damn bastard!"

Snape’s loud roaring and yelling were not heard by Ian, as he had already returned to the Room of Requirent, making full use of his unique position in the loop to start brewing potions.

With the help of an air purifier pro version, Ian wasn’t worried about being caught by Snape while brewing potions. Also, Snape’s past teachings ensured he left no trace of himself at the scene.

People.

Always grow through learning.

Snape raged through Hogwarts the entire night, eventually catching poor Professor Quirrell in the act of secretly brewing healing potions, treating him as the main culprit and extorting him harshly.

Having no choice, when Snape ntioned bringing in people from the Ministry of Magic, Professor Quirrell, who had his own guilty conscience, could only grit his teeth and contribute his entire savings to keep the Black Demon King hidden.

Despite his usual thriftiness, his savings were quite substantial, and at least Snape was very satisfied, using Professor Quirrell’s savings to procure a new batch of materials for himself.

Days passed, and aside from this being a world where probably only Professor Quirrell got hurt, everything else was no different from Ian’s mories.

The downfall of the Gryffindor Sea King stirred up a chain of suspicion among couples at Hogwarts, and during a Spell Class, Ian’s demonstration of Fiery Fire impressed the Ravenclaw headmaster, who found his calming spells not as effective, and promptly dashed outside with the students.

The students were quite safe.

After all, Ian’s control was really strong. However, the classroom being burnt clean certainly added so financial burden to Hogwarts.

Not that it mattered much.

Eventually, everything would reset.

"Sothing has to burn to showcase the magic’s elegance, right?" Ian truly let loose, and he also had the opportunity to privately ask Professor McGonagall about transformation techniques.

How should I put it.

It should be said that opportunity ca knocking for Ian. Since tailing Professor McGonagall and discovering another secret in the school, Ian always picked a grand stone statue to act as his porter during his night-ti adventures.

"Rockman, move out!"

Until Ian once again cast a spell and found no response from the Rockman, opportunity ca knocking when the statue he chose suddenly shattered, and the mature Cat Lady erged from inside.

"Finally caught you..."

Professor McGonagall’s late-night wait-and-watch strategy paid off, she found the mysterious person she was looking for, though it wasn’t as she imagined.

"Professor McGonagall! How co you... don’t speak the Wizard Code?" Ian was a bit guilty and nervous, but the expected scolding never ca.

"I knew soone was tampering with these statues, but didn’t expect it to be you... Mr. Prince, I must say, this surprised

very, very much."

Professor McGonagall looked at the little wizard with a very complicated gaze, but her tense nerves relaxed after several days, "Though the school rules don’t specifically constrain your behavior, due to your night-ti wanderings, I’ll give Ravenclaw... forget it, placing you in detention might be the most effective deterrent."

The mature Cat Lady looked at the obviously unusual hourglass, realizing many issues, and looked at the little wizard again with an increasingly strange and complicated gaze.

"What kind of detention?"

The little wizard lowered his head, struck a pose of an obedient student.

"You’ll need to spend extra ti every day learning additional content with , which will be part of your final exam, different from other little wizards’ exams."