Coolick in Hagrid's Hands

"Merlin's stockings!" Fred exclaimed in surprise. "Lockhart ... how could he say something like that?"

"Merlin's pantyhose!" George gave the exact same look. "The key is that you believed it, Wizet, and you actually verified it?"

Wizet shook her head and gently shook the glass bottle in her hand. "No, I'm just about to verify it."

The Weasley twins both gave a thumbs-up, "Strict!"

They continued to stare at the glass bottle, seemingly focused entirely on it.

Wizet noticed their expressions and asked curiously, "Are you interested in Mr. Filch's memories?"

Fred nodded, and said with an ambiguous expression, "It's very interesting to know what he does every day."

"Don't say things that could be misunderstood!" George grinned, raising his hand to slap Fred on the shoulder.

"We also want to figure out the function of the magical symbols... You know, we love tinkering with magical gadgets!"

Fred rubbed his hands together. "If the extended lifespan of the Fake Wand is due to the magical symbol... then this magical symbol is no ordinary thing!"

"Oh?" Wizet hadn't delved too deeply into the creation of magical items, so she didn't know much about it.

The Weasley twins were different; they spent a large part of their free time at Hogwarts tinkering with magical artifacts, so they were naturally more familiar with them.

George shifted to a more comfortable position. "Actually... there are different kinds of magical items. At least for now, we only have the skills to make short-term magical items."

"There are so many kinds of short-term magical items: various balls used in Quidditch, Wizard's Chess, Gobstones, the Nose-Biting Teacup, the Fanged Candy Box... there are just too many!"

"These entertainment-type magical items are basically limited in time, usually only lasting one or two months... or one or two years, before losing their magical effect."

"But some magical items are quite special...like that clock in our house... Wizet, do you remember it? The one that can't tell time..."

Wizet nodded. "Impressive, very interesting."

George raised an eyebrow. "Right? That's a family heirloom! My dad brought it from my grandfather..."

"Let's talk over drinks..." Fred brought over three bottles of Coolick. "As far as we know... a long time ago, we also made magical items for long-term use."

"But these skills may have been stolen or robbed... in short, they were lost. Nevertheless, our ancestors still managed to figure out how to make short-term magical items."

Wizet tilted his head back and took a swig of Coolick, white smoke billowing from his ears. "So you want... to restore the Weasley family's former glory?"

George grinned slyly. "Hehe! That's a good way to put it! We can say that to Mom!"

Fred wore the same smile. "If we can concoct a magical artifact that can be used for a long time, Mom certainly won't stop our great undertaking!"

They said in unison, "Pranks are our favorite! Restoring our former glory... that's up to fate!"

Wizet couldn't help but chuckle; such a remark was typical of the Weasley twins.

Sometimes, the greatest motivation comes from a passion that brings rewards.

It is precisely because of this passion that Fred and George take the initiative to tinker with magical items, and even when they fail or encounter danger, they can face it calmly, or even laugh it off.

Wizet also has a passion for magic;

It is precisely because of this passion that he studies magic day and night, and is able to generate a constant stream of inspiration to explore the mysteries of Mahoutokoro.

After a brief handover, Wizet entrusted the research on Magic Circuit to Fred and George, marking the club's second activity.

This is also one of the benefits of the club; once an idea comes to mind, club members can work together to explore it.

After all, one person's energy is limited, and pooling ideas is the best way to achieve better results.

Just like the Previous Guardian, Serena, she also gathered many excellent companions around her.

However, attracting like-minded people is something that needs careful consideration.

Over the next week, as Halloween Eve drew closer, the festive atmosphere at school grew stronger.

As Invigoration Potion reserves gradually become sufficient, the effects of the flu are also fading.

Hagrid began carving the enormous pumpkins, the smell of raw pumpkins filling the stairwell.

After carving a giant pumpkin, Hagrid would put down his axe and hammer, pick up a huge glass bottle, and gulp down a drink.

Seeing Hagrid's smile and the white smoke coming out of his ears, many Hufflepuff would stop and linger.

They were all very curious and wanted to know what Hagrid was drinking, why he was experiencing symptoms similar to those of Invigoration Potion, and why there were bubbles coming out of the bottle.

When asked, Hagrid would cheerfully introduce Coolick, explaining that it could prevent the Coolick and emphasizing its taste and texture.

This latter feature is what Hufflepuff care about most.

"You said it tastes especially good with potato chips?"

"Can it be paired with roasted chicken legs and fried chicken legs? Is that true?"

Besides curious inquiries, there were also voices of doubt, and these voices happened to come from students from Muggle-born.

"It's just soda, right? I've seen plenty of that in department stores!"

"It looks like it's imitating Sprite... which isn't really surprising."

In response to the doubts, rebuttals also emerged.

"But it makes you smoke after drinking it! Could that... Bi also do that?"

"Yes, this is a magical drink! It's definitely not like that Muggle thing!"

"You just said that Sprite is a drink like Butterbeer, so how can it prevent the flu?"

As discussions grew, Coolick gained popularity and a certain level of recognition.

In the face of continuous rainy weather, beverages that can combine fun and preventative benefits will naturally attract a lot of attention.

No matter how much they inquired, they couldn't get any information from Hagrid about how to obtain Coolick.

Even Harry and his friends ran into a wall with Hagrid.

"Hagrid has changed..." Ron said in disbelief, "He actually...didn't let anything slip!"

"We should think about the Deathday Party ..." Harry looked at the giant pumpkin lantern, feeling somewhat gloomy, "It's tonight..."

Hermione then reminded her, "But ' Nearly Headless Nick ' helped you, that's what he promised you, isn't it?"