Without Lu Ping's cooperation, it would be difficult for William to ensure that any abnormality discovered during his inspection could be dealt with in a timely manner.

Fortunately, his most basic vigilance was still there. Before William was about to kick him, Lupine finally understood William's actions.

'Really, I haven't seen you drink much...'

In William's complaining eyes, Lupine's eyes were a little ashamed, and he quickly cooperated with William and secretly pulled out the wand.

Seeing that he was ready, William took out the cork of the potion with confidence and turned his head towards the students behind him pretending to be drunk, "Well, the moonlight tonight is very beautiful.

Right? I remembered a little spell I just made - it goes very well with the moonlight tonight."

"Cheer up and take care of everything, just this once!"

His sudden speech attracted all the attention of the students, including the professors present.

"Professor William must be drunk."

"Keep your voice down, don't let the professor hear you. Although you can't get extra points normally, you can deduct points and be put in solitary confinement."

"Shh--keep your voice down and watch the magic."

The students bit their ears and talked, but no one dared to speak too loudly - there are a bunch of professors in front of them, it's Christmas, who can bear to be locked up?

"Notice!"

William's voice became louder, and he took out the bottle containing the potion directly, pointed the wand at the mouth of the bottle, and began to shake the wand very rhythmically.

As the lavender light emitted by the wand entered the bottle, a wisp of pale silver smoke rose from it and surged directly into the sky.

Wisp after wisp, the smoke appeared faster and faster, and in less than a minute, the smoke was as thick as liquid, flowing crazily back toward the sky, spreading, and the wisps of smoke intertwined in the air, forming a

There was a pale silver cloud about the size of a carpet floating above their heads.

"Huh?"

The smoke puff inside the bottle suddenly decreased greatly, and the students noticed that the bottle in William's hand was empty.

'That's it?'

Before their disappointed expressions appeared, William raised his head and looked in the air, "The potion is not enough, so that's it?"

He asked the question to himself, and then clapped his hands without waiting for anyone to answer, "That's it!"

As the applause rang out, small graupel-like particles fell from the silver-white clouds, first one by one, and then gradually took shape. The snowflakes clustered into small groups slowly scattered from the air and fell on the face.

Surprised students' heads, faces, and bodies.

The professors also laughed, and the moonlight hit the scattered snow, shattering it everywhere.

However, before the smiles on everyone's faces lasted long, the pale silver clouds and snow in the sky disappeared without a trace.

"Eh?"

Except for Lu Ping, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, even the professors who came out with him showed dissatisfaction - why did it stop just after the beginning?

"William, where is the snow?"

Adams couldn't wait to ask.

"No, how much snow can be made from such a small bottle - if the weather hadn't been right today, there wouldn't even be that little snow."

William muttered, looking at the students and professors who were more or less covered in snow with satisfaction and disappointment - today is such a good opportunity, wouldn't the Dark Lord take the opportunity to drop spies into the school?

"Make it bigger and make it snow, William!"

Adams is probably a little drunk, but he usually pays attention to his image in front of students.

"There are not enough materials, so I just improvised these raw materials."

"I have the key to the greenhouse, I can get it on site!"

Adams spoke very boldly and made Professor Sprout's blood pressure rise, "It shouldn't be that difficult to boil it, right?"

"That's right, another snow, Professor!"

"The bigger the better, it's best to let the whole castle see what the snowflakes look like under the moonlight!"

The Gryffindor students and professors were all people who watched the excitement and were not afraid of big troubles, so they started making noises together.

'That's okay. I haven't checked for a while to see if there are any strange people sneaking into the school... Hagrid also has a reserve of revealing potions... If you cook a pot with it again, it will be too big.

Snow is hopeless, but covering more than half of Hogwarts is still possible.'

This spell to convert rain was improved based on Thunderbird's talent magic, combined with the war smoke magic he learned from Durmstrang and the magic he had previously mastered. Although there is currently too much preparation time, covering

It has a series of shortcomings such as insufficient range and the need to use a lot of resources to cast spells, but it is still barely usable.

However, according to his estimation, even if this magic is perfected, it will never be able to compare with Thunderbird's talent of covering a city at once - people who have mastered such magic since they can breathe are not enviable.

"Then..." He laughed, "Let's go to Hagrid's hut to do it. It's much more convenient to operate there."

"Let's go!"

The students cheered - even though they are all in seventh grade, they are only seventeen or eight years old, which is a crazy age.

The students quickly trotted to the front, and a group of professors looked on with smiles on their faces.

"Professor Taylor, why don't you take Aphra back to bed first?"

The students are crazy, but not the children - how old is Aphra, he can't stay frozen, right?

"No, I will wake her up when the snow falls. Although snow is common, snow falling under the moonlight is rare."

Professor Taylor shook his head, "I don't want to hear her complaints tomorrow."

Well, every family has its own philosophy of educating children - William couldn't comment, so he took out the only spare clothes he had stuffed into the tiny bag he carried with him.

The Traceless Expansion Spell also has its limits. If he wants to wear a formal suit, he can only get a small bag with a small capacity that is not large enough. Some minor potions are almost full. If he doesn't use his hands, the formal suit will most likely be damaged.

It was beyond repair and he refused to put his clothes in it.

"Wrap her up, if you don't want to go back right away."

While handing the clothes to Professor Taylor, William walked to Lupine and began to study Lupin.

Something was not right with Lupine today - considering that he was one of the few people who knew about the test, William decided to check Lupine again.

'But... having said that, the idea of ​​polyjuice turning into a werewolf is actually not reliable...'

He hesitantly walked to Luping and asked, "What happened today, Professor Luping?"

This question was relatively personal, and Lu Ping wanted to hesitate not to answer it - in theory, this was true, but as a professor in the same office, he knew very well what kind of ambiguous answer would happen to his two colleagues.

Although he believed in himself, compared to talking about something that was bothering him, fighting was unnecessary.

'It's more reliable than asking Sirius to discuss it...but fortunately, there is Sirius to discuss with...'

Apart from Sirius, the only people who can negotiate are Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and an office colleague - not bad at all.

"That's right," Lu Ping raised his head and looked at the moon, with complicated emotions on his face, "I seem to... I seem to..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "I seem to have met someone very special."

"Very special?"

William was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that Lupine was not talking about a suspect, but something special in another sense.

"That's a good thing, Professor Lupin."

He opened his hands calmly and said, "You should ask Professor Taylor. Aphra knows how to fight - and is proficient in the Disguise Curse. He must be better at this problem than you."

"It's different, Professor William."

Lupine sighed, "We are not suitable."

"Why is it inappropriate——"

William fell silent mid-sentence - he remembered that damn curse, which would definitely be strengthened with the resurrection of the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord is still floating around and he doesn't know when he will be resurrected. For this reason, no matter how busy he is during this period, he still pays attention to the prices of some illegal drugs on the black market from time to time.

Although he didn't know what kind of resurrection ritual the Dark Lord was going to use to resurrect, all the resurrection methods he knew used some of the expensive illegal drugs as auxiliary potions, so it was definitely no problem to keep an eye on those drugs.

Once their prices rise significantly, if one is fine but several increase in price at the same time, then someone will definitely purchase them in large quantities. This logic is absolutely correct.

If it weren't for the fact that those magic potions he wanted were useless, and the funds were a little tight because of the purchase of raw materials for the blessing elixir, and he was afraid of alerting the enemy, I would have definitely bought him the fish in one fell swoop - the resurrection ceremony was like a means, and the magic potion was the base material.

Thinking of its effects, it must be there.

Just like braised eggplant is a dish, fish-flavored eggplant is also a dish, steamed and cold is also a dish, even roasted and minced with garlic is also a dish, but without the eggplant, the ceremony really cannot be carried out.

But this is only part of the means to prevent the Dark Lord from resurrecting. Cursing requires actually killing the Dark Lord...

William was rarely stuck.

Lupine also fell silent - indeed, even Professor William felt that the combination of werewolves and wizards was too shocking...

The two walked in silence. Suddenly, William broke the silence.

"If you ask me...actually, there is still hope, and the hope is great. I tell you responsibly...I will definitely kill him..."

William said to himself, "Although it's easy to make you laugh when I say it, I think I can really kill him and no longer be restricted by this disgusting thing..."

"Professor William?"
To be continued...