The treasure map still bothered Harry after all, and he was just missing the last step to find the treasure of the treasure map.
However, the treasure map did not mark the location of the treasure, which made Harry feel inexplicably irritated. He was obviously just shy of the last point. It would be really disappointing if he failed before success.
Ron kept nagging his speculations beside him, but was unable to provide any substantial help. Instead, it disturbed Harry's thoughts and made him very depressed.
After several days of hard thinking, Harry finally came up with a possibility, which was to take Hagrid's pumpkin patch as the center and walk fifteen steps in all directions.
As for, why fifteen steps, not fifteen feet, or something else?
In fact, it is impossible for most students to obtain accurate measurement tools. If they take fifteen steps normally, there will definitely not be too big an error.
After Ron heard this, he felt that Harry must have been thinking about the treasure map, which caused his thinking to become confused and became a little neurotic.
After all, these things were all imagined by Harry out of thin air.
Ron felt that the guy who created this treasure map must have done it to tease the students who later discovered the treasure map. He was a complete asshole.
When the rain stopped on Saturday afternoon, Harry and Ron hurried to Hagrid's hunting lodge with the treasure map, preparing to dig for the so-called treasure.
"You said there's treasure near my pumpkin patch?"
After hearing Harry's excited narration, Hagrid's hand that was pouring them tea paused. He put down the copper pot and reached out to take the treasure map handed over by Harry. After examining it carefully, he shook his head and said, "Don't be fooled by this kind of thing."
You were deceived. I dare say that this so-called treasure map must be fake. Someone wants to use this to trick the students who found the treasure map. If it is true, I will eat this treasure map on the spot."
"I also think it's fake." Ron immediately agreed.
"Hagrid, do you know what the relationship between pumpkins and fifteen is?" Harry didn't pay attention to Hagrid's words and talked about the "fifteen" information that the ghost girl told him.
"have no idea."
Hagrid threw a piece of rock cake into his mouth, then took a sip of strong tea, turned around and asked, "Didn't the ghost girl tell you any other news?"
"No." Ron answered for Harry.
Harry drank hot tea, turned to look at the pumpkin patch outside the window, and looked at the map on the table. He suddenly understood something and said loudly: "I know!"
"What do you know?" Ron looked at Harry in surprise.
Hagrid also looked at Harry curiously, waiting for the next half of his sentence.
However, Harry didn't seem to intend to explain, and he put down his tea cup and walked quickly outside the room.
Hagrid and Ron looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
The two of them followed Harry out, only to find Harry counting the stone steps outside the pumpkin patch.
That's right, stone steps.
They had just arrived at Hagrid's hunting cabin through this winding stone path.
And Hagrid's pumpkin patch is right next to Hagrid's hunting cabin. If anything agrees with Fifteen, the Fifteenth Step obviously agrees with this.
"Harry, did you find anything?" Ron came to Harry's side and couldn't help but ask.
"No." Harry stood on the fifteenth step and looked around, trying to find where the suspected treasure was buried. He was a little depressed, because there was no so-called treasure at all.
"Harry, do you think the treasure will be there?" Ron suddenly pointed to a place and shouted. In his field of vision, there was a strange branch stuck in the ground, with the upper part exposed.
"Yes, maybe it's there. I dare say that's the mark of the treasure." Harry ran over excitedly, feeling that he might have actually found the treasure.
Hagrid stretched out his hand and pulled the branch up from the ground, threw it aside after looking at it, and then helped Harry dig up the soil with a shovel.
Sure enough, there was a palm-sized wooden box buried under the branch.
"Haha, I didn't expect to find a treasure." Harry excitedly picked up the box from the soil, wiped off the wet soil bag on it, and opened the wooden box.
Ron and Hagrid also leaned their heads over, wanting to see what the legendary treasure was.
There is a small bottle inside the wooden box.
"What is this?" Ron reached out and picked up the bottle sealed with beeswax, looked at it carefully and said to Harry, "There seems to be something in the bottle."
"It looks like a cross?"
Harry took the bottle and looked at it carefully, then asked uncertainly, "What are those sealing wax-like things inside?"
"Would you like to open it and take a look?" Hagrid asked tentatively.
"Harry, there's this in the wooden box." Ron picked up a piece of copper with the words: Vampires Scattered.
"The vampires have dispersed?"
Harry took the copper and flipped through it carefully, and found that these were indeed the words. He looked at Hagrid beside him in confusion and asked, "Have you ever seen a vampire?"
"I have seen them and dealt with them. To be honest, most vampires are not very friendly. However, I think this cross enchantment should be prepared to deal with vampires." Hagrid expressed his guess, and
Ask Harry if he wants to open the bottle.
"Open it!" Harry said. He was also curious about what kind of amulet it contained, which could actually drive away vampires?
"I come."
When Ron opened the bottle, everyone present smelled a very terrible pungent smell. The smell poured out of the bottle and made people want to vomit.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, what the hell is this!"
After Ron smelled the strange smell, he squatted next to him and started retching. Even Harry who stepped aside felt a little nauseous.
"Seal it up quickly," Hagrid shouted.
Harry immediately stepped forward and re-stopped the bottle that Ron had thrown on the ground, and the smoky smell became less intense.
"Don't tell me, the so-called vampire dispersal is to smoke away the vampires with the smell of garlic that kills people." Harry wheezed and complained.
"It's possible!" Ron said with lingering fear.
"I bet no one would wear such a frighteningly strong-smelling amulet." Hagrid couldn't help but muttered.
"Professor Quirrell, maybe Professor Quirrell has one on him. Don't forget, Professor Quirrell has a very strong smell on his body." Ron suggested, "How about we give this 'Vampire Retreat' to
Quirrell?"
After all, Professor Quirrell did say that he was worried that vampires would come to trouble him, so he made himself smell weird. Maybe he would need this thing.
Of course, Ron was actually afraid that Harry would get mad, so he planned to wear this weird-smelling amulet and make his friend smell weird.
"Well, I think he will need this thing." Harry nodded, obviously agreeing with Ron's proposal. After all, it is useless for them to take this so-called treasure, they might as well let it be put to use in the hands of those who need it.
