Why Grind? I Took Out a Loan for Hogwarts
Chapter 49

Divine Beast Qilin Saliva, It Seems I Didn't Teach Them Well Enough

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Inside Hagrid's hut.

Lucien had only been there a short while when Hagrid took Fang to the Forbidden Forest to gather materials.

Lucien sat alone, leafing through a book on Alchemy.

The one in his hands was an introductory explanation of Alchemy. Once he had grasped a certain foundation, analyzing that Transfiguration Pocket Watch would become much more efficient.

"The transformation of matter, the solidification of magic..."

No wonder Alchemy was only offered as an elective at Hogwarts in sixth year.

This subject involved Transfiguration, Potions, and even chemical knowledge from the Muggle world. It was extremely complex and difficult to learn.

Fortunately, though, he had no real difficulty with Transfiguration. As for Potions and Alchemy, he also had A and A+ levels of talent.

Alchemy also mentioned the solidification of magic, which had a deep connection to semi-permanent solidified transformation in Transfiguration. Studying them would allow both to reinforce each other.

So the loan for the Transfiguration Pocket Watch required him either to master solidified transformation or to manufacture an alchemical mechanical animal. This either-or task could actually be treated as something to pursue together.

Mastering solidified transformation would improve his Alchemy, and delving into Alchemy would also let him draw parallels and improve his Transfiguration.

Hmm, and there was the Undetectable Extension Charm too.

Lucien remembered the contents of Newt's letter. It had mentioned that in order to refine an Undetectable Extension Charm creation capable of housing living creatures, one also needed a certain foundation in Transfiguration and Alchemy.

And that was only the simplest kind, one that did not involve multiple spaces.

For now, refining a suitcase like the one Newt had was out of the question. That was practically a complete little world.

It had mountains and water and could house a large number of magical creatures at the same time, even when their living environments differed greatly.

But he could refine a few more simple containers and sort things into them by category.

Mm, aside from housing those magical creatures for observation later, he could also build some experimental platforms inside, to practice Potions, Alchemy...

That way, he could experiment anytime and anywhere, which would make things much more convenient.

As he studied, time flew by, and in the blink of an eye it was night again.

Lucien put down the book and rubbed his slightly sore neck.

"Time to move around a bit. Perfect timing to fertilize the Chinese Biting Cabbage. There's still some Mooncalf dung left from last time."

After comparing them, using Mooncalf dung as fertilizer really was more effective than the magical fertilizer he had refined himself. Those cabbages had grown much more vigorously.

Unfortunately, there was too little of it, nowhere near as abundant and filling as the amount he could get from refining potions.

He still had to deliberately go and stake out those Mooncalves, and as for the yield, that depended entirely on the whims of those little things.

Once he made an Undetectable Extension container, he would raise some Mooncalves.

"Hagrid! Hagrid!"

Lucien was just about to get the little hoe when he was interrupted by a sudden burst of shouting.

Those voices sounded like Ron and Hermione?

Bang, bang, bang—

A frantic knocking followed, rattling the door loudly.

Lucien waved his wand, and the door was pulled open at once.

Standing at the door were indeed Hermione and Ron, as well as Harry.

Lucien looked at Harry and immediately sensed that something was wrong with him.

Harry's face was deathly pale, his lips had lost all color, and he was tightly clutching his left hand.

Lucien frowned.

"Hagrid isn't here. What happened? Why are you running here in the middle of the night?"

At those words, the three children looked at one another, growing even more flustered, while the pained expression on Harry's face became even more obvious.

"What exactly happened?"

Lucien asked again.

Harry looked at Lucien with a guilty conscience, and Lucien caught that look immediately.

That little look was so familiar. He seemed to have seen it not long ago.

Right, it was the same look from when Harry had broken Malfoy's bones.

Could this kid have gone and sprinkled a potion on someone again?

He had only taught him three potions these past few days: Burn Ointment, Beast Repellent Powder, and Cold-Be-Gone...

Those shouldn't be able to cause any trouble, right?

And from the looks of it, Harry was the one who had suffered. Had someone beaten him up?

Then why come here looking for Hagrid? To get the Half-Giant to back him up in a fight?

Wait. Beasts, beasts—surely today wasn't...

Lucien raised his wand and pointed it straight at him, and Harry's hand lifted, his sleeve sliding down.

A wound stretched from his palm to his elbow, torn and ragged, pinned across Harry's forearm.

The bone-deep gash seeped blood, drop after drop falling to the floor.

That wound looked like a dog bite.

"Why didn't you go to the Hospital Wing?"

Faced with Lucien's question, the three of them hemmed and hawed.

Seeing them like this, Lucien could more or less guess.

Most likely, things had followed the original plot: after the trio finished looking through the glorious history of Harry's father as a Quidditch Seeker, they tried to avoid Filch's search and accidentally ran into that Three-Headed Dog.

They should have screamed and run for their lives, but Harry had probably tasted the benefits of Potion last time and decided to try the same trick again.

He had thrown a handful of Beast Repellent Powder at the Three-Headed Dog.

But the principle behind that Potion was to drive beasts away with an intensely irritating smell. How could the Three-Headed Dog be an ordinary beast? It was a magical creature!

Doing that would only send it into a fury!

As for why they hadn't gone to the Hospital Wing?

Wasn't this just like a child scraping his knee and then not daring to tell an adult?

All they could think of was running to their friend Hagrid for help.

Lucien was speechless. He had taught Harry Potion knowledge, so how had that made him suffer even more instead?

"Wait here."

Lucien strode out of the room and into the cover of the vegetable patch.

"Liuguang."

Following Lucien's summons, the little qilin Apparated directly in front of him.

Lucien took out a small bottle, held it to the corner of Liuguang's mouth, and had it turn its head to the side.

He had seen in a book that the saliva secreted by qilins had powerful healing effects.

Although that description was about native qilins, Liuguang was a divine beast, so its healing effect should only be better.

After the little qilin had awakened, he still had not had time to test this, and in the end, Harry had run right into it.

After collecting a bottle of Qilin Saliva, Lucien had Liuguang return to the Forbidden Forest, then walked back to the hut.

He used his wand to control the Qilin Saliva, spreading it evenly over Harry's wound.

Almost visibly to the naked eye, new flesh grew, and the torn parts rapidly closed together.

In less than a minute, the originally hideous, frightening wound had vanished completely, without even a scar left behind.

Harry touched his forearm in disbelief, as though the pain from just now had all been an illusion.

Hermione and Ron also stared in surprise at Harry's arm, then at the bottle in Lucien's hand.

"Lucien, what's in that bottle? The effect is incredible."

"Saliva."

"Saliva? Saliva from what?"

"Fang."

Lucien answered casually, not caring what expressions they wore.

"Now tell me. What exactly happened?"

In the end, it was Hermione who spoke and recounted the story. What had happened was indeed almost the same as Lucien's guess.

When she got to the part where Harry had said, "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you! Watch my Beast Repellent Powder!"

Lucien laughed. Laughed out of sheer anger.

It seemed his education still had not been good enough. This was obviously a case of not remembering the key point properly. Starting tomorrow, training would be intensified!

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