Chapter three hundred and ninety-eight pill formula
"After eating, I finished the performance in one breath, and my face was so ugly that I can't describe it. I felt very happy at the time. Although we couldn't kill him or convict him, we felt bad for Elizabeth Warren." Garfield looked at Dumbledore and admired in his heart that indeed, the joy of revenge is like drinking poison to quench thirst. It is enjoyable but cannot last long because he is poisonous. Palpatine relies on war and revenge to make the Jedi Order fē
The fall led many Jedi to the dark side of the Force.
If the Jedi Order is not ignorant and attributes all the dark force to Xiéè, as long as they teach carefully, the dark force may not be unable to be used by the light.
"Dumbledore, the feeling after revenge is sweet, but it is poisonous. Don't dwell in it too much, otherwise your soul will be swallowed by darkness. There is a saying to describe it all. When you stare into the abyss
, the abyss is also staring at you"
Pushing his eyes, Dumbledore recalled Garfield's words and praised: "Garfield, what you say is always so meaningful. Although I can't believe it, you were still a kitten when I met you." p>
"It's an element-devouring beast, old bee. This king is an element-devouring beast, not a cat."
(^w^)Meow
Dumbledore: "What's the difference between your expression and that of a cat?"
Garfield: "I'm much cuter than the average cat"
The two of them talked as they walked and unknowingly arrived at the tower where Garfield lived. They said the password and opened the door. They sat down on chairs in the lounge.
Dumbledore waved his hand and summoned a tea set from the kitchen, and the two continued chatting while drinking.
"Garfield, I don't know what's in that pill of yours. I can tell from Tom's face that I don't want to try it."
Garfield broke off his cat's paws and counted while saying: "Cat poop, cat urine, the feces of the Scottish round-faced chicken, the soil of the Forbidden Forest, the leg hair of the eight-eyed spider, the remains of the rats left after eating, itching."
Powder, which can be used as medicine for prickly heat and scabies..."
After talking about a dozen different things, Garfield continued: "Horace gave me some random herbs. I can't remember the specific ones."
(⊙o⊙)…
Dumbledore's face turned dark. He could tell from the first half of these things that he would not try any of them, let alone those things mixed together.
Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Dumbledore sighed: "Putting these things together, I really can't imagine what if I eat them to death?"
Garfield said to Dumbledore as if nothing had happened: "For the sake of safety, I added some antidotes and things to temporarily strengthen the body. Don't worry, you won't die."
"Okay then." Although he said this, after saying goodbye to Garfield, Dumbledore went to the school hospital to check on the condition of little Voldemort. After confirming that he was still twisting in pain, he felt relieved. After a night of tossing, little Voldemort looked at the sunlight shining into the room outside the window, and exhausted, he fell asleep.
Sleep can restore the body's functions. Little Voldemort opened his eyes again this time when the moon was dim again. Buddy, who was standing by, saw him wake up and brought milk and bread to little Voldemort: "Here and eat some."
Well, the medicine has worked, so I have to continue taking it at night."
(⊙_⊙)?
What
Still want to eat
Little Voldemort moved his hands and feet and felt much better than yesterday. In order to be able to be completely cured, he hurriedly ate milk and bread, took a short rest and solved personal problems with Buddy's help, and waited until he went to bed at night.
In front of me, I looked at the pills Buddy sent me.
Resisting the urge to vomit, I swallowed the pill.
It was still that familiar smell and familiar way, and little Voldemort quickly began his own painful struggle.
After five days of going back and forth, he was able to move freely freely. One afternoon, he woke up early and was walking around in the work room for exercise.
The door to the infirmary opened, and Dumbledore and Garfield walked in together.
Seeing the arrival of Garfield, little Voldemort seemed very excited. It was his dream to meet and chat with Garfield, learn from him and then kill him. He tried his best to suppress his inner excitement. He looked at Garfield and Dumbledore.
Greet warmly.
"Principal, His Majesty the King is here!"
Dumbledore looked at little Voldemort walking around with a smile on his face: "Mr. Riddle, after several days of hard work and with the help of King Garfield, we determined that the poison you were poisoned was the poison of a mutant eight-eyed spider, and
We also made our own antidote"
(⊙_⊙)?
Eight-eyed Spider
Sure enough, it’s Hagrid’s silly pet
Damn it, isn't the basilisk the natural enemy of spiders? Logically speaking, the basilisk wouldn't dare to come to the castle. It seems that I have time to go look for that ugly and hateful eight-eyed spider in the Forbidden Forest.
You have to torture it well.
Dumbledore's next words dispelled his idea: "The mutated eight-eyed spider was found and killed by King Garfield, and the antidote was also made from it." He took out a bag filled with green goo from his pocket.
Dumbledore handed a test tube of thick liquid to little Voldemort: "Drink it and you'll be fine."
Yeah
Looking at the test tube of green viscous liquid in his hand, little Voldemort didn't think much and drank it directly.
A pungent smell hit his nose instantly, and he instantly felt that an inexplicable force rushed through his nose and reached his brain.
Cool
ciji
With this energy, little Voldemort felt that his body was warm, and his strength began to recover. Except for some numbness in his body, everything else was fine.
After briefly moving his hands and feet, little Voldemort bowed to Dumbledore and Garfield and said thank you: "Thank you, Headmaster and His Majesty the King, for your trouble. I really appreciate it."
Dumbledore: "As the principal, it is my duty to treat students"
Garfield: "Humph, old bee, don't forget what you owe me"
Dumbledore smiled bitterly and said to Garfield: "Don't mention this in front of the children."
Garfield: "I am also doing this for you, okay? If you don't say anything else, I will leave first."
Dumbledore: "No, stay for two more days and teach the children"
Garfield: "If I stay here one more day, I don't know what kind of trouble Grindelwald will make."
Is Garfield going to deal with his big devil's student? Little Voldemort is very excited. If he dies, will he be able to take the opportunity to take his place?
Thinking that he had inherited the status of Grindelwald and unified the wizarding world in Europe, he was extremely excited. Regardless of the pain he had just imagined, little Voldemort said to Garfield and Dumbledore: "Headmaster, His Majesty the King,
I have an idea about things in Europe, but I don’t know if it will work."
