Chapter 341
: Vader: Cry If You Are Sad
Chapter 341: Vader: Cry If You Are Sad
In the evening, when Hagrid met Lupin, Vader also arrived at the Umbrella House.
After entering the third grade, the additional courses made everyone's study pressure even greater. In order to complete the homework smoothly, everyone gathered in the umbrella house almost every night.
Although Hermione did not allow everyone to copy each other's homework, as long as you discuss with your friends, the paper that you originally had no idea about will become much easier to write.
Among them, Neville is always the last one to finish writing because of his slow reaction and poor memory, so he is usually the most serious and hardworking one.
But tonight, Wade found that Neville was not doing his homework at all. He didn't even open the book. Instead, he was in the practice room, casting spells over and over again at the wooden target.
"Expelliarmus! Stun! Flame! Stun!"
The light of the spell flew out, and the target standing there had several more cracks, but Neville did not stop.
He was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He supported himself on his knees and gasped for a while, then picked up the wand again.
Padma secretly peeked, then immediately retracted her head and shook her head at everyone.
Hermione sighed, and Harry also looked helpless.
Wade asked in confusion: "What happened to Neville today? Did he quarrel with Malfoy again?"
"No, it's Snape!" said Harry angrily, "He has always disliked us!"
"What's going on?" Vader asked.
"Let me tell you." Hermione put down the book and said softly, "Today in Potions class, we have to make a shrinking potion. Neville accidentally added too much rat bile... To make up for it, he added a few more drops of leech juice..."
"Then Snape was very angry. He said that he would feed the potion brewed by Neville to Radford after class. If he made a mistake, Radford would be poisoned to death..." Harry added.
Riff is Neville's toad. Although this pet is ugly and often gets lost, Neville cherishes it very much.
"And then?" Wade thought of Neville's bitter and resentful look and asked, "Is Laifu dead?"
"No." Harry shook his head and said, "Hermione helped, and the potion was successful, but when he came back, Neville..."
He motioned for Vader to look at Neville's seat -
There was a shallow basin on Neville's desk at this time, filled with some soil and a shallow bowl of water. The toad Leif was lying in the basin with his belly bulging.
Looks very stupid.
Wade took a step back calmly and asked, "Didn't you use the shrinking potion? Why do you still look like an adult?"
"It originally turned into a tadpole. But before the get out of class was over, Professor Snape dropped a few drops of potion on it, and it turned back again," said Hermione.
"That's it..."
Vader thought.
He suddenly realized that most of his potion reserves were poisons, antidotes, polyjuice potions, etc., but the shrinking potion was also very useful. One bottle was still too little, and he should stock up more.
In a way, it feels like turning back time.
In fact, shrinking potions can sometimes make the drinker younger, but sometimes they can make the drinker "shrink" physically.
There are many legends about the shrinking potion -
The potion was given to two brothers by the potion-maker Zygmunt Budge, who shrunk them to the size of beetles. To avoid being eaten by their own cat, the brothers hid under a cupboard for several days until the potion wore off.
Later, a fellow named Samuel Plunkett, who was persecuted by the villagers of a Muggle village, poured shrinking potion into the village well and then chased the shrunken villagers wearing hobnail boots.
Even if this potion is made with the same ingredients, through the same steps, and produces the same bright green color, the effects may be completely different.
It was particularly troublesome that even the wizard who brewed the shrinking potion could not determine the specific effect it would have before it was consumed.
But for Vader, no matter which effect it has, it will destroy the drinker's fighting power, so it's equally useful.
Neville rested for a while and then started again.
Using spells so frequently not only consumes a lot of physical strength, but the excessive loss of magic power is also not good for the future. Everyone is a little worried, but they don't know how to dissuade them.
—Rive has recovered, hasn't he?
Moreover, Snape has been targeting Neville for a long time. In the past, he was able to adjust himself quickly after class. Everyone didn't understand why he reacted so strongly this time.
Wade patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "I'll go take a look. You guys continue."
When Wade entered the practice room, he saw Neville silently picking up the broken target and then using [Restore to New] to repair it.
But perhaps the damage caused by the spell was too deep. Neville tried several times, and the target would still crack after the spell flashed.
He knelt on the ground, repeating in vain:
"Recover as before! Recover as before! Recover as before!!"
Sweat dripped down his cheeks, making him look like he was crying.
Wade suddenly understood something. Standing at the entrance, his feet felt like they were nailed down and his chest felt suffocated.
After several minutes, Neville, who had tried countless times, finally gave up. He leaned his head against the target, his solid back hunched, as if he had huddled into a ball.
Wade hesitated for a moment before walking over: "Neville."
Neville looked up, and Vader thought he was crying, but he wasn't.
His face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes were empty and blank, and he looked very tired.
"Vade."
Neville was stunned for a moment before he called out Vader's name.
He wiped the stains on the target with his sleeve, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry... I broke the wooden target that Ryan made."
Instead of saying "It's okay", Wade sat down next to him and asked, "Is that all you want to say?"
Neville blinked slowly, then said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so angry today. Hermione has been helping me, and I didn't even thank her..."
"Don't apologize, you have nothing to apologize for."
Wade interrupted him, put his arm around Neville's shoulders and pulled him towards him.
Neville was caught off guard and held on to the ground. The calmness on his face was broken and he opened his mouth in shock.
"If you feel really bad, just cry." Wade said, "It's okay, I'm with you - I know you're in a lot of pain right now."
After a long while, the unpleasant and hoarse crying sound began to sound intermittently.
Wade knew that watching his companion being forced to take the potion probably reminded Neville of his parents being tortured by Death Eaters.
Why is he so obsessed with the target that cannot be repaired? Perhaps it is because he associates it with the fragmented spiritual world of the Longbottoms.
He can't protect it, and he can't repair it.
The toad was still around, but the parents were at St. Mungo's.
Wade patted Neville's shoulder gently and sighed silently.
(End of this chapter)