Fred and George's eyes were still fixed tightly on the limp pile of hand bones, their gazes glittering with excitement.
"Merlin's beard!" they exclaimed in unison, their voices trembling slightly with agitation. "Using your own bones to make a Magical Artifact is just too cool!"
Lupin, meanwhile, was watching the changes in Quirinus Quirrell's expression. Earlier, when Sirius Black had taken out the hand bones, Quirinus Quirrell's first reaction had been obvious worry.
Quirinus Quirrell was not only an Alchemist, but also Nicolas Flamel's student. A Magical Artifact that could make even Quirinus Quirrell feel worried probably really did contain some terrible danger.
But Lupin thought of something else: the reason Sirius Black had made a Magical Artifact like this was, in fact, also based on theoretical support from Vizet.
From what he knew of Vizet, when faced with strange ideas that seemed fraught with danger and had extremely low odds of success, Vizet could always optimize them, making the process of realizing those ideas safe and reliable.
Lupin still remembered one thing: not long ago, Rita Skeeter had used the title "Mr. Fountain of Good Luck" to describe Vizet.
Although Lupin felt that the title "Mr. Fountain of Good Luck" was a little too superficial, he had to admit it was fitting. Vizet did have that ability to turn the rotten into the miraculous, like a fountain of good luck.
"Professor Quirrell, sorry for worrying you..." Vizet said at the right moment. "Sirius Black, please show your hands."
"See, Mr. Quirrell?" Sirius Black rolled up his sleeves and waved both hands in front of Quirinus Quirrell.
He was in an excellent mood, the smile on his face never once fading. "Completely intact! And when I drank the potion just now, I was using both hands together..."
"If that's the