Hogwarts: Bloodline Legend-Chapter 615 - 172: The House-Sorting and the Unexpected Turn! (Part 2)

Chapter 615: Chapter 172: The House-Sorting and the Unexpected Turn! (Part 2)

"Uh... I think this is an oral liquid."

Ian corrected Neville’s misuse.

The little chubby face immediately turned beet red, and he hurriedly stopped his actions, instead stuffing the potion into his mouth. After drinking, he even wanted to collect the spilled potion on the ground.

"You’ve already drunk enough."

Ian quickly stopped Neville’s frugal behavior.

"It’s all my fault for wasting so much precious magic potion..." Neville noticed his ankle visibly healing, realizing that Ian’s potion was definitely not an ordinary mixture.

"It’s not that precious."

Ian spoke the truth.

After all, the main ingredient of this potion is bathwater from a black-robed skeleton.

"This is truly amazing! Look! Your foot is completely fine now!" Ron seemed a bit belatedly surprised, just like what the twin brothers said, somewhat startled.

"I can finally walk again."

Neville was also happy.

And just at that moment.

"I think your concern should not be whether or not you can walk. As far as I know, mice have always been carriers of plagues, possibly carrying Yersinia pestis, Hantavirus, Lymphocytic Choriomeningitis Virus, and Rabies Virus." Hermione, who followed up, started her knowledge sharing immediately.

Her words instantly turned Neville’s flushed face pale.

"Scabbers is a pet rat... not as dirty as you say!" Ron immediately refuted, finding this girl he just met somewhat unpleasant.

"Ha, how can you be sure of that? It’s a rat! I happen to know several cases related to virus transmission by pet rats."

"For example, London Fried Street, that poor sixteen-year-old girl..." With her strong memory and knowledge reserve, Hermione accurately recounted five or six cases.

Her voice grew louder and louder.

Correspondingly, Neville’s face became increasingly pale.

"I’m going to die!"

He came to a desperate conclusion.

"Don’t worry, Hermione’s examples are rare events, most people aren’t that unlucky... Besides, in my view, you’re more likely to get AIDS than the plague..." Ian was extremely helpless, glancing at Ron, who also looked pale and wanted to throw away the sleeping rat.

"Anyway, as long as there’s a possibility, you can’t completely rule it out."

Hermione wanted to recommend that Neville get vaccinated. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"So, am I going to die anyway?"

Neville still couldn’t shake off the thought of funeral preparations.

"..."

Ian glanced at Hermione again, feeling that at this moment, Hermione was precisely the real-life version of ’Baidu,’ while Neville was like the poor internet users who became neurotic after consulting ’Baidu.’

"There’s a school nurse, you can completely consult the school nurse’s opinion." Catching up from behind were Ririm and Harry.

"Oh my! You’re Harry Potter!"

Under the night sky.

Ron saw Harry.

And immediately let out an incredulous exclamation.

Who knows how his eyesight was so sharp.

"What! It’s Harry Potter!"

Neville was equally surprised, briefly putting aside his ’inner injury’—the newly appreciated Savior Harry Potter was a bit flustered by the enthusiasm of the two.

He wasn’t quite used to this kind of fantasy novel scenario.

Luckily, a savior was near.

"Students! Over here!"

Hagrid’s booming voice rang out outside the train station, swinging a lamp above his head, starting to gather the little wizards coming off the Hogwarts Express.

Everyone was led down a long road lit with street lamps.

They were still some distance from Hogwarts, so at the end of the street lamps, at least a hundred carriages were waiting, each having a fantastic beast pulling it unseen by ordinary people.

"Do these horseless carriages drive automatically?" Hermione belonged to the ordinary people who couldn’t see, and her exclamation caused Harry’s confusion.

"Isn’t there a strange creature up front?"

In his eyes.

The appearance of the fantastic beast was incredibly clear.

"Huh?"

Hermione was immediately stupefied.

"It’s a Thestral."

Ririm stepped forward to provide an answer.

"Only those who have seen death can see them." His gaze also turned to those peculiar creatures, each carriage’s front equipped with a purebred Thestral.

They had no flesh on their bodies, their black fur clinging tightly to the skeleton, each bone perfectly visible, embodying the true beauty of bone structure.

"Merlin above! It’s a Thestral!" Ron saw nothing but was eager to try stepping forward to touch these legendary creatures.

The little wizard was also eager.

However, he wanted not only to touch these symbols of death.

"Thestral tail feathers are excellent materials for making magic wands, really want to take back ten or eight bunches for intensive wand-making research." Ian could also see these amazing creatures.

Thestrals had heads like a giant dragon’s, eyes without pupils full of pure white, staring forward, with bat-like wings at the shoulder bones.

As if sensing the little wizard’s ’offensive’ thoughts.