Chapter 273 Hogwarts Prohibits The Presence Of Dogs

"…dog?"

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Elena with inscrutable eyes, repeating in a low voice.

Having dogs in the Hogwarts castle is forbidden.

Since several malevolent incidents, Hogwarts has imposed strict restrictions on the animals that young wizards can have in the school. The only common animals that first-year wizards can bring are cats, toads, and owls. Three types.

Although upper-grade students can raise magical creatures such as velvet velvet, grass lizards, chestnut hedgehogs, etc., they must also inform the school heads and complete the records with their respective deans.

Of course, very young wizards also breed some harmless animals, such as non-venomous snakes and mice.

But most will be notified in advance when they enter the school, and they must bring their little pets with them; after all, these small animals in the Hogwarts castle, which is full of owls and cats, could be captured as an extra meal if they are not careful.

Therefore, in Snape's opinion, the only dog in the entire Hogwarts castle is the [Elit Three-Headed Hellhound] that appeared in front of the school's vestibule with Elena this morning.

"Miss Caslana, you must understand that there is an essential difference between magical animals and ordinary creatures."

After a moment of silence, Snape spoke again, with his customary indifference in his voice.

There is no doubt that the large dog Elena referred to must be the terrifying three-headed monster, based on the performance of the current lesson; if Pipi's prawn group can overcome the basics of control, then for Elena, there will be no difficulty.

Elena nodded frankly and said with a smile.

"So I need your help. And, isn't this a very rare opportunity, isn't it?"

In comparison to the rapid development of the non-magical world in medicine and pharmacy, the pace of change in magical potions is obviously much slower.

The rapid development of the modern medical system is only a recent reason, and the major limitation of modern potions is that most new potions lack a sufficient number of clinical experimental subjects willing to be treated like mice, there will always be only a handful of mad pharmacists.

The successive introduction of the "Rapaport Law" (repealed), the "Muggle Protection Law" and the "International Union of Witches Confidentiality Law", on the one hand, has largely protected the shaman's secret, and also put an end to that period. The course of development of dark potions and spells.

And after the Animal Breeding Test Prohibition Order was enacted, the channels to obtain magical animals for potion or spell testing also narrowed and skyrocketed overnight.

Unlike non-magical disciplines, many potions or spells must be considered in the process of magic verification: perhaps the little mouse and the chimpanzee have a certain reference role for ordinary humans, but once the element of magic is involved, it is completely different, history has shown that any experiment that dares not to consider the impact of magic is a gamble with a failure rate of up to 90%.

"The premise is that you have to cooperate, I can't guarantee to save your life in the mouth of a furious three-headed dog."

Snape's eyes relaxed and his fingers slowly slid along the outer wall of the row of medicines beside him.

After Elena's reminder, a row of ancient formulas suddenly appeared in the mind of the potions professor, which required the blood, hair, paws, and teeth of three dogs... you know, these materials in the market are a rare existence that is priceless and unmarketable.

"Calm down, it's already my dog, shouldn't you understand this when you see this?"

Elena raised her index finger with a smile, and a faint blue flame burst from a crack, turning into a miniature three-headed puppy, embracing the tip of her finger and sleeping soundly, well, without a doubt, this great Sahuan dog had already gone to sleep after an afternoon.

Confronted with Elena's calm expression, Snape arched his eyebrows in a facial expression, and his heart turned slightly.

What is this?

Incomprehensible magic?

Look closely, is it a binding magic?

Detective Severus Snape's finger ponderously tapped the lectern, and there was a flash in his eyes; that is, the identity of the person who broke into his office in the morning should be no question.

It only takes a moment to recall the silent mystery Otto Apocalis and Dumbledore played in front of his office; the performance of the three-headed dog this morning; and the unwilling expression of Dumbledore in the professor's seat; Elena is far beyond the reserve of knowledge of ordinary young wizards... the answer is too simple.

Was it really Gellert Grindelwald's letter, as a warning to Dumbledore?

It seems that the legendary Dark Lord who almost ruled the entire magical world is not such a terrible dark wizard.

There is obviously an essential difference between Grindelwald and Voldemort. This may be why Dumbledore will ask him to help take care of this girl. The power of love is much more powerful and terrible than the simple act of killing.

"Alright, I've got it."

After pondering for a moment, Snape nodded, straightened up, and said as he put away the potion.

"Give me a copy of the blood of that great dog first, considering its size, um... let's start with a small bucket or something. Then record its specific body data. In short, I will return to the office and think about it."

As a potions master, Snape is not a person without patience.

Now that he knows it's a pet that Grindelwald gave to his granddaughter, there should be no problem in verifying some ordinary potions and collecting some harmless materials, the right thing should be the office maintenance fee and compensation, all good.

"Eh? Is this agreed upon?"

Elena blinked in surprise; Snape's cooperation far exceeded her expectations.

She knew that persuading Professor Snape to help prepare the potion would not be easy. She was prepared to spend an entire afternoon on it. She had anticipated that it wouldn't be as simple as asking Professor Sprout for a lily bulb as a last resort.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a matter of finding the lovely Lu Weixiao to give a little blood and resolve the issue. With Lu Wei's three-headed understanding, she knew he would comprehend the need to make sacrifices for potions.

"Very well. Professor, I will escort you to the office," Elena said.

Hurriedly gathering the lily bulbs, Elena followed Professor Snape out of the underground classroom, preparing to cast some pretty rainbow farts for His Royal Highness, the Half-Blood Prince.

Suddenly, she heard two voices expressing complaints and surprise.

"Elena, you can handle it..."

"Soon ~ ~ Elena..."

Outside the potions classroom, Hermione staggered to her feet with a large book on her head, looking like she had been waiting for a long time. Next to the small beaver, Hannah, who was sitting in the corner with her knees up, sleepily raised her head, unable to stifle a yawn as she waved her hand in a rather cute manner.

Acr...

I forgot, I still have a couple of wings waiting for me.

Elena stuck out her tongue, looking at Snape in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I..."

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