Chapter 552: Aging Potion

?Look at what Gabriel looks like, and then look at the surrounding environment.

A cute, weak and heart-pounding girl, a remote and secluded grove, this is really

Alvin curled his lips subconsciously and smiled wryly.

Nothing unexpected happened next, and more than half an hour passed.

He accompanied Gabriel around the castle, feeling very relaxed and happy.

Ivan had just sent Gabriel back to the carriage when he saw Hagrid coming out of the hut.

Hagrid didn't see Ivan, he kept looking at the carriage, as if he had changed into a different person.

He was wearing his best, and ugliest, shaggy brown suit with a yellow and orange checked tie.

Still, that's not the worst.

He'd obviously tried to straighten his hair, used a lot of machine grease and stuff.

Now, his hair is smooth and combed into two strands.

Maybe he was going to wear a ponytail like Bill's and found he had too much hair.

This attire did not suit Hagrid, and Ivan stared at him blankly for a moment, then decided not to make any comments.

Obviously, Hagrid wanted to make a good impression in front of Madam Maxim.

Because of her giant bloodline, there are too few women who can match his aesthetic concept.

Although there are many difficulties to overcome, Aiwen sincerely hopes that the two of them can be together in the end.

By the time Ivan walked into the hall, there were already more than seventy people gathered there.

Everyone in Durmstrang is voting, Ivan thought for a while, and decided to continue to verify the unfinished things last night.

Although I have some guesses, it is not a bad thing to verify.

He returned to his bedroom as quickly as possible, and took out the Marauder's Map under the pillow.

On the map, there are already more than a hundred people in the foyer.

There are many names that Ivan doesn't know, and those are Durmstrang students.

He took a brief look, but didn't find Barty Crouch Jr. among them.

It appears that Barty Crouch Jr. did not mingle among the Durmstrang students, or

Just as Ivan was staring at the Marauder's Map, Colin sat up from the bed with a sigh of relief.

"Good morning, Ivan!" He stretched his waist, then seemed to think of something, hurriedly got out of bed and went to the hall, I want to know who put the name in the Goblet of Fire! "

"Oh!" Ivan put away the Marauder's Map.

His heart was heavy, and he always felt that something was not right.

The two of them came to the common room, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione just came out of their respective bedrooms.

Hermione's hair was a mess, and Harry and Ron's shirts were unbuttoned.

The thick dark circles under their eyes are a sign that they didn't sleep well last night.

By the time the five people entered the hall, everyone in Durmstrang had already gone back, and there were only more than 30 people gathered there.

Several of them were still eating bread, and they were all looking at the Goblet of Fire carefully.

The cup stood in the middle of the hall, on the stool where the Sorting Hat usually stood.

A thin gold line was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, round the cup.

"Anyone put their names in?" Ron asked eagerly of a third-year girl.

"Yes, all representatives from Durmstrang," she replied, "but haven't seen anyone sign up from Hogwarts yet."

"Someone must have put the name in it while we were sleeping last night," Harry said. "If it was me, I would have done it and didn't want people to see it. It would be a shame if the cup crumpled up your name and threw it out." ah!"

At this moment Fred, George, and Lee Jordan hurried down the stairs, all three looking extremely excited.

"It's done!" whispered Fred to them all in a triumphant tone. "Just finished it."

"What?" Ron asked.

"Aging agent, fool," said Fred.

"One drop each," said George, rubbing his hands together happily. "We've only got a few more months to grow."

"If one of us wins, the thousand Galleons will be divided equally between three people." Li said with a very happy smile on his face.

"I don't think it's going to work out," Hermione reminded. "I'm sure Dumbledore has taken that into account."

Aiwen can be sure that the aging agent developed by the two of them will not succeed at all.

Like Polyjuice Potion, the Potion of Aging only causes the person who takes it to change physically and become older.

It lasts a little longer than Polyjuice and doesn't need to be taken every hour.

The brewing aspect is also much simpler, but it can't make people change in essence.

To put it simply, Fred and George, who took aging drugs, just became what they were in the future.

They can even take on the appearance of their father, Mr. Weasley, if they drink enough aging potions.

This kind of magic only confuses people's senses, and will not break Dumbledore's magic.

In fact, with the abilities of little wizards, it is impossible to use magic to suddenly restrict Dumbledore.

Fred, George and Lee ignored Hermione and watched the flames excitedly, each trembling slightly.

"Ready?" Fred said to the other two. "Come on, then, I'll go in first."

Fred took out a piece of parchment from his pocket with the words "Fred Weasley, Hogwarts" written on it.

He went straight to the edge of the age line and stood there, swaying on tiptoe.

That look, like a diver preparing to jump from a fifty-foot platform.

Then, with every eye in the hall watching, he took a deep breath and stepped across the line.

For a split second, everyone thought Fred had succeeded!

George must have thought so too, for he gave a triumphant cry and jumped forward after Fred.

But then a hissing sound was heard.

The twins were thrown out of the golden circle as if an invisible shot putter had thrown them out.

They fell in agony on the cold stone floor ten feet away, and they were humiliated in addition to the physical pain, and with a loud pop, identical long white beards sprouted from their chins. .

The hall roared with laughter, and even Fred and George got up.

After seeing each other's white beards, they couldn't help laughing too.

"I warned you," said a low, amused voice.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Professor Dumbledore coming out of the auditorium.

He looked at Fred and George with a twinkle in his eye.

"I suggest you both go to Madam Pomfrey, who is already nursing Miss Fawcett of Ravenclaw and Mr Summers of Hufflepuff, and they are also determined to let their A little older. But I must say, their beards are far less handsome than yours."

Fred and George left for the hospital, accompanied by Lee Jordan, still laughing ho-ho.

Ivan, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Colin also giggled and entered the auditorium for breakfast.

(To be continued.)

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