Chapter 112 This Is the First Time (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe and Vote)

Chapter 112 This is the first time (Fourth update~Please subscribe~Please vote)

Harry waved his wand.

The giant snake turned back into a dead tree and lay back down, and the snake bone powder also flew back into the hat.

"Those things are ready to come out. They are not meant to be carried around as burdens." Harry continued patiently, "You look very handsome when you use magic to solve them."

“But it’s not just this one battle that needs to be considered.”

"This is the Forbidden Forest. It is very dangerous. Maybe other creatures will come after the Acromantula."

"So we need to conserve our strength to deal with possible follow-up attacks."

The two of them nodded obediently.

"If it can be solved easily, then use the easiest way." Harry turned two pieces of parchment into a knife, and one of them flew to Ron's hand, "Always remember clearly what you have brought."

Ron caught the dagger: "Harry, this is..."

"After the eight-eyed spider dies, its venom will dry up quickly." Harry walked to the corpse of a giant spider, took out a pair of dragonskin gloves from the Sorting Hat and put them on, and then took out an empty glass bottle.

He went on.

"Be protective and be careful, their venom is very powerful."

"Pay attention to my movements. Cut open the head from directly above and find the poison sac."

"Be careful, don't touch it, stab it from below and catch the venom."

The dark purple liquid flows out in a shallow layer and spreads on the bottom of the glass bottle.

"I asked you to bring the potion bottle and dragon skin gloves." Harry turned to look at Ron, "Go now, be careful, it doesn't matter if you take your time."

"If you are poisoned, I also have an antidote."

Ron frowned. Although he had overcome his fear of spiders, his long-term prejudice still made his skin crawl when he saw these things: "Harry, can I not touch these things?"

"The price of Acromantula venom is one hundred galleons per pint." Hermione said this in a faint tone.

Ron was startled, coughed twice, took out his dragon leather gloves, and walked towards the nearest giant spider corpse. He spoke righteously and confidently: "I think I have to overcome my fear of spiders."

"It's a good opportunity to exercise."

He carefully and clumsily took away the first venom, and when he was about to walk towards the second corpse, he paused and looked back at Harry: "Harry, these venoms..."

"It's your and Hermione's trophy." Harry replied simply, "For the sake of driving away the spider swarm for you in the end, I will keep one-tenth of the part I handled, and you will get the rest. Evenly divided.”

Ron held his breath, as if his head had been hit by a golden Galleon, and he was a little dazed.

Divide the remainder in half.

Even if only one pint was collected, it was worth fifty galleons, and there seemed to be a clear and sweet sound of currency crashing in my ears.

He was more motivated and faster.

After more than an hour, the corpses all over the ground were disposed of.

"Why is it so small?" Ron was a little disappointed as he looked at the two bottles of venom that together were far less than a pint.

Harry shook his head: "There's nothing you can do about it. If you can, catch a live Acromantula to produce poison. Just one can produce about a pint."

Ron's eyes lit up, and the Acromantula corpses all over the ground seemed to become a lot cuter.

Harry waved his wand, and another glass bottle flew out, accurately taking away one-tenth of the venom. The remaining two bottles were divided in half and flew into the hands of Hermione and Ron.

"This can be sold for twenty galleons." Ron held the bottle carefully, thought for a moment, walked over to Harry, and stuffed it into the Sorting Hat.

The Sorting Hat sighed. For some reason, it had gradually become accustomed to this kind of treatment.

"It should be more than twenty. Let's get a measuring cup and measure it when we get back." Harry nodded and looked at him, "Sell it to me?"

Ron hesitated, and after Hermione stuffed the venom into the Sorting Hat, he gritted his teeth and stamped his foot: "No, I'll give it to you. Anyway, I don't have Potions class..."

"It's not a good habit to take possession of other people's trophies." Harry shook his head and interrupted, "Not to mention it's your first time. It deserves a good price."

Ron spread his hands: "Then 50% off!"

As he said this, he said with a heartbroken look on his face: "Don't refuse. The things you taught me are far more precious than venom."

Harry smiled and nodded.

They stayed in the Forbidden Forest until dusk, and had a picnic at noon. Several innocent hares suffered disaster - Harry was able to take out cumin, chili pepper, and salt from the Sorting Hat, which was something they never expected.

Waiting to get out of the forbidden forest.

Ron and Hermione haven't had time to summarize today's trip to the Forbidden Forest.

Met Hagrid head-on.

"Harry?"

"And Ron and Hermione?"

Hagrid raised his voice, a little surprised. He was dragging a Thestral, preparing to turn back to his yard and discuss with it to let it take its own tribe to attend his next class for the fifth grade wizards.

"Hagrid, are you..." Ron frowned, "Wrestling with the air?"

"Is it the Thestral?" Hermione remembered this invisible creature very well.

Hagrid nodded: "Very smart, Hermione. If I were in class, I would definitely give you extra points, so why would you..."

Ron interrupted him, took out an uneaten roasted rabbit leg from his pocket, and handed it to him: "We baked this by ourselves. It tastes pretty good. Do you want to try it?"

Hagrid took it, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it together with the bones: "It's really good, so why would you..."

"Is the Thestral what we are going to study in the next class?" Hermione interrupted him again and asked enthusiastically, "This kind of creature is not something that many young wizards can see."

Hagrid shook his head: "No, I want to teach fifth graders. There are other ways to observe this kind of creature."

"do you know?"

"Actually, creatures like Thestrals..."

Harry spoke quickly, and before he started talking and entered the teaching mode, he said: "Hagrid, we have to go back to the castle for dinner now."

Hagrid nodded numbly: "Oh, oh, okay, then I'll see you in class on Monday."

The three little wizards waved to him politely: "Goodbye."

Hagrid turned back and continued to wrestle with the Thestrals. Suddenly he thought of what he had been unable to say and quickly turned his head: "Hey, Harry, I forgot to ask why you..."

Harry raised his hand and pointed: "Hagrid, be careful, the Thestral has spread its wings!"

Hagrid panicked, turned his head back, and pressed his head: "My dear little darling, you can't be so naughty."

"Don't worry, I will prepare the feed for you."

After he struck three times, five divided two, he suppressed the Yeqi again, and turned around.

The three little wizards have disappeared.

Hagrid sighed.

Gryffindor is becoming more and more lawless now.

I was only in my third year, and I went to the Forbidden Forest.

They arrived just in time for dinner, and Ron devoured two lamb chops, six Swedish meatballs, dipped in broth and a bowl of cream soup, and nibbled off a piece of white bread.

He patted his belly comfortably: "It's so happy to have a full meal every day."

"There are happier things." Harry put down his fork and smiled at Ron.

Ron was startled and tilted his head back: "Is there still a paper?"

"You are so smart." Harry nodded, "We saw more than ten kinds of magical creatures and dark magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest today, and you have also experienced several battles."

"A ten-inch paper that combines three aspects: combat experience, wilderness survival, and biological response."

"Leave it to me tomorrow."

This time, this length.

Ron wailed: "No, Harry, you are simply... simply..."

He hesitated, cruelly, and gritted his teeth: "It's just a mixture of Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape!"

His mouth is as good as Professor Snape's, and he can give as much homework as Professor McGonagall's.

"You must be the next Head of Gryffindor."

"Inhumane!"

"Just one day, ten inches to write."

Harry paused and reminded him: "The font size and line spacing must be standard. Don't deliberately make the font size too large and the line spacing too wide just to make up the length."

Ron stopped wailing, his heart was filled with despair, and he covered his face: "Thank God, Harry, you blocked my last way of survival."

"Harry is doing this for our own good." Hermione corrected him seriously, "If it hadn't been for him, that evil bird would have killed both of us today."

The evil bird is not a very dangerous magical creature. Its cry can only make people lose their minds.

but…

However, there was a clump of devil's ivy under the tree where the evil bird perched. Without Harry, the two of them would have lost their minds until they were strangled to death by the devil's ivy.

The evil bird is something that should be learned in the first grade, and Quirrell read it according to the text.

Devil's ivy is also first grade content.

They were two outstanding little wizards in the third grade, but they almost fell through the first grade content.

It made Hermione's heart palpitate.

"I know, I know." Ron raised his hand and gave a Frank military salute, "I'm just complaining, and I will conscientiously complete the homework assigned by Professor Potter."

Hermione snorted.

Ron sighed.

They returned to the dormitory and started to prepare for their homework. Several thick books were piled in front of them and they were flipped through from time to time. This made the other little wizards in the lounge a little uncomfortable.

They could understand Hermione doing this.

But Ron...

What happened to this child? Didn't he degenerate a lot on weekends? Why did he start to curl up? After he became the third in age, he turned on the switch?

Many third-grade wizards hesitantly put away toys such as chocolate frog cards and wizard chess, and also picked up books, looking at them seriously or pretending.

Harry measured the venom and found a total of 5.2 fluid ounces. Taking into account the discount, he placed thirteen gold galleons in Ron's hand.

This made Ron feel energetic and his writing skills were flying.

The Weasley brothers noticed this keenly and sneaked up to Harry. Fred lowered his voice: "Hey, Harry, I noticed that you seemed to be measuring the venom of the Acromantula just now?"

Harry nodded: "Do you want it?"

George shook his head: "No, no, no, we don't have that much money. Did you go to the Forbidden Forest during the day?"

Harry nodded again.

"I heard from Little Ronnie that you seem to have a detailed map of the Forbidden Forest in your hand." Fred lowered his voice, "How about we make a deal?"

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