Late at night, Pheobe only just left the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor's office. Her face was very red when she came out, and she glanced left and right while breathing slightly. Finding no one, she quickly hurried toward the room where Beauxbatons stayed, fortunately having told Gabrielle, so no one should notice her returning so late.
Her goal was unachieved, and instead she lost quite a bit. Pheobe's mood right now was extremely complicated. She had already tried her best, only not expecting the Love Potion to have the slightest effect on Karn.
All of this was watched by a black cat in the corner. That night Filch heard a few cat meows. He did not feel much himself, but Mrs. Norris in his arms bristled all over.
After the Yule Ball, besides their daily classes, they looked forward to the second task of the Triwizard Tournament. The Wizarding World truly lacked amusement. Countless times over, only Wizard's Chess and Quidditch remained; apart from those, there seemed to be only a few games played by wizarding children. A competition like the Triwizard Tournament, which could only be seen after a very long time, indeed held great attraction for them.
Karn had a rare moment of quiet time. Aside from routinely dispatching a Shadow Clone Technique to teach classes, the rest of his time was spent either studying alchemy or constructing the Source of Magic.
Because alchemy consumed a great deal of magical materials, especially high-tier ones, Karn gave Kettle a large amount of gold, instructing her to acquire relatively expensive magical materials such as Adamantine, Mithril, Unicorn Tail Hair, Phoenix Feather, and Fire Dragon scale.
Unfortunately, the smelting methods for Adamantine and Mithril both rested in the hands of goblins. They guarded the secret recipes well, and it