Chapter 333 The Mystery of Tia's Life Experience

( ) Unlike the study, which is messy and full of books, Maca's potion preparation room looks very tidy. No, it's more about "rigor" than tidiness.

In some magical stories in the Muggle world, when we talk about potion, we usually first think of an old witch stirring a medicine pot larger than a person with a big spoon, and there is usually a pile of firewood under it.

But in the magic world, that kind of situation would never exist.

Not to mention how complicated and rigorous the other steps are, the light is the type of magic flame and the requirements for control are very high. If any one element is inaccurate, there is a 99% chance that a pot of potion will be scrapped.

In fact, in Maca's potion preparation room, a series of areas such as "biological material research area", "magic reaction test area", "finished product experiment observation area" and so on were divided in detail.

This potion preparation room was formed after opening several basements. Just looking at it at a glance will give people the feeling of "Wow! This room is so spacious!".

"Sorry, I asked you to help... This time, we need to find out what caused Kingsley's symptoms..."

Before entering the door, Maca really wanted to take the opportunity to ask Tia what purpose she had in seeking Snape. But seeing that the other party didn't seem to be able to say anything, he simply skipped it first.

After all, the most important thing right now is to test Kingsley's blood sample first.

"...Anyway, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"...Uh, no...no, nothing." Tia quickly shook her hands, looking a little embarrassed, "I...have always wanted to...thank you...Mr. McLean."

"Thank me for what?" Maca said casually while waving the wand and moving the tools needed to the table, "Well, can you purify the aconitum root for me first? It's 5 ounces after drying, no problem, right? "

"Oh... yes, yes." Tia nodded timidly.

"Then I'll write down the materials to be used first, and you can go to the material storage and pick them up according to the list..." Maca said, and tapped the parchment and quill on the table behind him, "By the way, ask Which is the most complicated potion that Miss Ya has independently prepared?"

"...compound intelligence enhancer... right?" Tia stood aside, folded her hands in front of her body, and said a little nervously.

"Oh? Can you complete the preparation of the compound preparation independently? It seems that there are several steps that you can rest assured to complete..." Maca nodded,

"Ah, the list of materials has been written, and you can go to pick it up - the location is clearly marked, you will understand after reading it, the storage is over there..."

During the conversation between the two of them, Maca's hand almost never stopped. After preparing the equipment, he hurriedly lay down on the table, pulled a stack of manuscript paper and began to write by hand.

Regarding research materials, he seldom writes with magic, which is a habit of his.

When Tia came back from the storage with the materials, the two stopped their previous chat and focused entirely on the preparation of the blood test reagents.

To be honest, Maca actually discovered that Tia's concentration in potions was quite high.

Although her technique has a feeling of being almost dependent on textbooks and various reference materials, and her talent is obviously not outstanding, but the way of taking every detail seriously has won the favor of Maca, a research madman.

Of course, this favorability is purely out of academic respect.

After tens of minutes, Maca gently closed the lid of the crucible, and then nodded politely to Tia.

"That's all for the time being." He sat back on the chair at the back, flipped through the manuscript paper just now, "Miss Tia should also take a rest... Well, it seems that if there is a qualified assistant, It will definitely improve efficiency a lot.”

"……Ok."

Tia sat in the biological material preparation area on the other side, and nodded weakly. If it weren't for the quietness of this place, others might not be able to hear it.

"Ah, that's right!" Maca suddenly turned her head and said, "Before you said you wanted to thank me... thank me for what?"

When Tia heard the words, she first pursed her lips and hesitated for a while, then she stumbled and spoke.

"I, I want to say... At that time, I was brought to this place suddenly. I was really... really scared. I know, they were all doubting my identity... But only you, Mr. McLean, never once Show that look."

"Later, you let Miss Lena take care of me...Really, the food here is delicious, the bed is soft, and no one has ever bullied me...And, and you have always let me live Here, I obviously don't even have any money..."

"Although I, I am very timid, I dare not say or do anything, but I understand... It is because of your tolerance, Mr. McLean, that others have questioned my existence every time. It's because of Mr. McLean you..."

Tia spoke more and more smoothly, although her voice was still very small, her hands were clenched tightly, silently expressing anxiety. But this time, she didn't stop halfway through her speech as usual, but kept going.

In her words, Maca and Lena were mentioned the most times, and every time she mentioned it, she would show a grateful expression.

"...so, really, really, thank you very much... I love this place."

"Just like it," Maca said with a smile, "As you can feel, the people here are pretty nice...Although there are quite a few weird people, everyone is kind-hearted."

And me? Am I kind?

Maca put a big question mark on his head.

"But..." At this point, Tia's tone suddenly sank, and she said in a slightly lost voice, "But I'm afraid I can't stay any longer...Can I, can I...leave?"

"Huh?" Maca asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong? I remember you are from the United States... Do you have any goals to complete in the UK?"

He paused, and then added: "To be honest, the situation in the British wizarding world is very complicated during this period, and nowhere is safe outside... If possible, it is best not to act alone."

"But I... I must..." Tia grabbed the hem of her robe, "I want to find a place... I must find that place! This is the most important goal I have found since I persisted in living until now. "

"Looking for a place?" Maca looked at her and said, "Miss Tia, where are you looking for? If you go to find it yourself, I guess you will get lost again... Can you tell me? I am quite familiar with the British magic world, maybe..."

"Ah... um..."

Tia hesitated and lowered her head, subconsciously touched her chest with her fingertips, where a small outline appeared faintly.

"Oh, don't force me...I just asked." Maca waved his hand.

"No, I think you're right... I should ask someone." Tia said softly, "It's just that this matter is... very important to me, and it's impossible to just ask someone... ...In this case, it seems that it is most appropriate to ask you, Mr. McLean..."

"Really? Uh...my pleasure." Maca put the manuscript back on the table, then nodded slightly.

Under Maca's questioning gaze, Tia took out the silver photo pendant hidden next to her body from her collar, and carefully touched the delicate texture on it.

"Did I mention it before?" she said, "I was raised in a Muggle orphanage and this pendant was swaddled in my baby when I was... ...It should be the only meaningful memorial left to me by my biological parents."

She murmured, as if talking to herself.

"My name 'Tia' is the words engraved on the back of this pendant, and here—"

With a soft "click", the silver cover of the pendant automatically popped open, and the Muggle photo appeared before her eyes again.

"I've been looking at the photos here, imagining what my biological parents would be like...if I lived with them, what would it be like..." she said softly, her tone With a hint of sadness that can't be erased.

"I was bullied all the time in the orphanage, in school... But every time I look at it after the fact, I don't seem to feel the pain in my body and heart, I feel like... I have What it means to live on.”

"I heard from the director of the orphanage that I was picked up in a forest on the outskirts of the city before I was sent to the orphanage. There seemed to be many terrible traces in that forest... "

"It was only after I was selected to study magic at Ilvermorny that I realized that the descriptions of the traces of the woods that I heard from the Muggle headmaster seemed to be formed by battles between wizards."

"So, do you think your parents left you in that forest as a last resort?" Maca said thoughtfully, "...Since you can stay there safely, then your parents...even Most likely still alive?"

"Yes..." Tia nodded as expected, "And... the environment in this photo looks very similar to the UK..."

"So you came here..." Maca stood up and walked slowly to her side, "Well...let me see..."

When Maca walked towards this side, she shrank obviously, but she didn't show much resistance.

"Oh...it's really similar...well..." Maca looked down at the small photo in the pendant carefully, frowning slightly, as if comparing it with his own memory, "It looks...and the surrounding areas of Manchester. Some small towns here are somewhat similar..."

In the background of that photo, the low-slung bungalows make people feel that there is a sense of "smoke and dust everywhere". It is undoubtedly a small town with a dignified living environment.