The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 304 Alchemical Mercury

"Wow, I thought I was going to hear you scream."

Zhang Qi had just closed the door to his room in the corridor when a teasing voice came from downstairs.

"...what potion"?

Zhang Qi walked along the stairs to the first floor, then sat on the sofa and asked speechlessly.

"Ah, I specifically asked for the powerful sleeping potion brewed by Professor Snape. This potion is usually used by farms to anesthetize the Ukrainian iron belly. I gave you two three times the amount that can knock down the fire dragon. I didn't expect you to wake up before 9 o'clock."

Hekmedia then glanced at the wall clock next to her with interest. The hands on it pointed to 8:30.

"How was it? Did you sleep well tonight?"

Hekmedia casually picked up a white cat that was rubbing her trousers on the ground, held it in her arms and rubbed it twice.

"Fortunately, thanks to what you two put in the dish, my insomnia was completely cured."

Zhang Qi glared at his mother, then casually picked up another orange cat passing by and gently twisted the cat's head.

Well, the hand feeling is not as good as in the dream, but this does not hinder the cat petting.

"Ah, I originally thought I would hear your shy scream, but I didn't expect you to be quite calm now, so I'm relieved."

Hekmedia looked at her son and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Mom, I want to ask you, how old am I?"

Zhang Qi asked, rolling his eyes.

"Thirteen".

"Then how much harm do you think your behavior will cause to a 13-year-old child?"

Zhang Qi asked with wide eyes.

"Ah, I think, if the female classmates are not shy, it would be too pretentious if you are still shy." .seven

Hekmadia spread her hands and said.

"Aren't you afraid that something unexpected will happen inside? For example, if the girl misunderstands something after she wakes up, you may not be able to hold a grandchild after a physical blow"...

Zhang Qi asked helplessly.

"Actually, I'm more worried about having a grandson prematurely than what you're talking about."

Hekmedia tried hard to suppress her laughter, but her face was still twitching involuntarily.

"Forget it, I should thank you for leaving a pair of pajamas for the two of us"...

Zhang Qi was very helpless and peeled an orange for himself and threw it into his mouth.

"Ah, speaking of which, Kallen and Otto's quarrel in Knockturn Alley has been widely spread. If that idiot with no nose is still conscious, there is a high probability that it will be because of rumors that he likes to eat sewer delicacies. He was furious at the rumors."

Hekmedia took a sip of the freshly brewed black tea and asked with a smile.

"Ah, since our dear Mr. Minister didn't say anything after causing me trouble, then I have to let him move a little bit."

Zhang Qi balled up the peeled orange peel into a ball, and then used the magic wand to perform a disappearing spell.

"I went to find Simon. He was obviously a lot older, but he was still in good health. He could still throw customers who made trouble in his store into the backyard and bury them alive."

Zhang Qi said after a moment of silence.

"Then what"?

Hekmadia's expression suddenly became more serious.

"He may have misunderstood what I meant. I actually just wanted to cause some trouble to dear Secretary Fudge, but Grandpa Simon returned the ring to me and told me that I can use it at any time."

GuZhang Qi took off the ring from the middle finger of his left hand and placed it on the table.

"Keep it away yourself. You know the consequences of using it, but I won't say anything more."

Hekmadia sighed, and then poured Zhang Qi a cup of black tea.

"I got some gossip. Next year Hogwarts may have exchange activities with other magic schools in the world. Those who are far away have both friends and wolves. When toasting friends, don't forget to put your gun. In arms".

"If the situation is really out of your control, then do what you should do. Sometimes only absolute violence can make those prying eyes retreat."

Hekmadia said softly.

"People like us are destined not to live quietly, and the sins committed by our predecessors will eventually fall on us"...

Zhang Qi also sighed softly, and then drank the black tea.

"Ah, good morning, you two. The cats here are really docile."

The sound of an old man breathing loudly came from behind.

"Good morning, Mr. Necromancer".

Hekmadia took the initiative to say hello with a smile.

"I started raising cats about 400 years ago. Cats are really magical animals. When you are emotionally distressed by anything, just playing with them for a while can instantly restore your happiness."

The old necromancer held a black and white cow cat, and then sat down on a separate small sofa.

"I find that the current Church of the Dead seems to particularly like to hate this kind of thing. I have seen three improved models so far, each one more disgusting than the last."

Zhang Qi said to the old necromancer.

"The knowledge of summoning the undead has long been broken. The more disgusting things such as corpse whales and bone dragons have completely disappeared from history, so they can only choose to improve some simpler and more practical things."

"Also, as an orthodox necromancer, I also think hatred is really disgusting."

The old man tapped his staff gently, and then the image of a disgusting fleshy monster slowly appeared in the air.

"This was the abomination of my time. It was huge and slow in movement, but it would constantly spray poisonous gas."

"Legilimency".

Zhang Qi frowned, then tapped his temple with the wand in his hand.

A silver-white thread was pulled out from the temple, and then Zhang Qi stirred the wand, and the ball of thread was thrown into the air, and then condensed into a new picture.

"The three differences I see are this."

Zhang Qi projected everything in the meat factory, Slytherin's notes, and what he saw in the sewer yesterday into the air.

"Well, there are a lot of traces of human modification. The person who can do this must be a genius of necromancy. It's a pity that he turns out to be a betrayer."

"Now that you already know that alchemical mercury compounds can cause huge damage to them, then, if you don't mind, I can teach you in full."

The Necromancer said very humbly.

"Your attitude is a little too low."

Zhang Qi was a little helpless.

"You are the creator of the Sword of Gryffindor. Strictly speaking, these formulas are your ideological treasures. Our research is just based on your foundation."

The old necromancer said very respectfully.