Dumbledore nodded at Lucien's words and casually reminded him, "If you feel some details aren't right, you can use Transfiguration to modify them, and they will be saved for your next visit."
Lucien then drew his wand and began to Transfigure some facilities convenient for Potion and Alchemy.
Watching Lucien's skilled and comfortable Transfiguration, Dumbledore smiled softly, seemingly reminded of the trapdoor in the Cerberus's room, which was also a very clever Transfiguration.
"Aren't Cerberus's bites quite difficult to treat, especially since Dark Arts are attached to them?"
Hearing Dumbledore's question, Lucien did not stop his actions.
Tsk, and he calls himself an old man with a bad memory?
Actually, Lucien wasn't surprised that Dumbledore would suddenly ask this question.
There were so many ghosts and portraits in the Castle, and after Harry and his friends encountered Cerberus, they must have been noticed as they ran out of the Castle.
And these ghosts and portraits served the Principal, so Dumbledore probably knew that night that Harry had been bitten by Cerberus.
As for Harry running to Hagrid's hut afterward, even without those informants, old Dumbledore could have guessed it.
As long as Dumbledore asked Hagrid and checked, it would be obvious who helped Harry with the treatment.
Lucien stopped his Transfiguration and put away his wand.
"It's fine, a combination of some special Potions can also remove the Dark Arts from the Cerberus's teeth; treating the wound itself is actually quite simple."
Since Dumbledore already knew that he had healed Harry, there was no need to deliberately conceal it.
Of course, the existence of Lumina did not need to be revealed for now.
Dumbledore probably wouldn't press the matter.
As Lucien expected, Dumbledore just nodded with a smile,
"I heard Severus mention that your performance in Potion is also excellent."
"Oh right, although Cerberus is somewhat 'afraid of fire,' it is still a very dangerous magical creature, so it's best not to approach it easily."
It was true that it was afraid of fire, but dangerous…
Lucien thought about Fluffy's docile appearance, belly up.
Hmm, very dangerous.
"I understand, Principal."
With the topic casually dropped, the two chatted for a while before leaving the Room of Requirement.
…
Inside Hagrid's hut.
Harry was brewing a Potion.
Lucien was playing with a metal gourd, occasionally releasing magic with his wand to adjust the space inside the gourd.
This was a newly made portable undetectable extension charm container, intended for housing some magical creatures.
Mooncalf could be a priority, as their droppings were excellent fertilizer and could promote the growth of Biting Cabbage.
The small cabbages were growing well, and maturing within a month would be no problem.
Then he could repay the loan from the diligent little gardener.
Hmm, he would make another container specifically for growing magical plants.
Newt had already explained in his reply how to provide the elements required for plant growth.
Besides Mooncalf, should he also house some Acromantula?
Anyway, there were too many spiders, and they were also destroying the ecosystem in the Forbidden Forest.
Keeping some with him would also make it convenient to extract venom, although the effect would certainly not be as good as what Aragog produced.
Speaking of Acromantula venom, he now also had the Erumpent Exploding Fluid.
He could start refining the overdue truth, but he couldn't do it here; he couldn't blow up Hagrid's house.
If he created this Alchemy Potion, he could try to forge special magical bullets.
The revolver currently transformed from the Transfiguration pocket watch was just an empty shell, and ordinary gunpowder bullets had limited effect.
Lucien mused that he should get another undetectable extension charm container specifically for Alchemy experiments.
After adjusting the metal gourd in his hand, he couldn't help but sigh that this thing was indeed very convenient.
No wonder Newt liked to carry a suitcase around the world back then.
"Lucien, the scar-healing paste is ready, do you want to check it?"
Lucien put away the small gourd and checked Harry's Potion homework.
"Hmm, it's mostly fine, but it would be better if it was brewed for one minute less, and a bit more of the white-skinned water…"
Harry took notes while listening to Lucien's explanation.
Only after everything was said did Harry remember something:
"Oh, by the way, Lucien, we agreed last time that I would compensate you for the Potion you used to treat me. Hagrid has already gotten me new magic books, wait a moment."
Harry rummaged through the storage box Hagrid told him about, pulled out a book, and handed it to Lucien.
This book was thinner, probably only a quarter to a fifth of the thickness of the last one.
Lucien looked at the cover; it was still a gilded capital letter "P."
He opened it and quickly skimmed through a few pages.
Oh, Alchemy that uses the body tissues of magical creatures as the main component, amplifying and utilizing their characteristics?
That's quite interesting.
Lucien's first thought was to use this Alchemy method to create special bullets.
But what magical creature materials should he use?
Perhaps he should ask Hagrid; he had many items produced by magical creatures and should be able to find something that could produce miraculous effects…
Just as Lucien was about to continue reading.
"Thump, thump, thump—"
A knock on the door interrupted Lucien's thoughts.
Who could it be?
Ron had gone to walk the dog, and Hermione said she went to the library to read.
Lucien walked over, ready to open the door.
Standing at the door was a boy with glasses, his clothes very neat, appearing meticulous.
Judging by his height, he should be an upper-year student.
Lucien noticed the boy's fiery red hair and immediately had a guess,
"Are you looking for Ron?"
The boy was startled, then nodded,
"Yes, hello, my name is Percy, Percy Weasley."
"Ron is my younger brother; he seems to be here, and I have something to discuss with him."
Percy had received two letters from home, one for Ron.
The other letter was from his mother, Molly, telling him that Ron had asked for magic books from home because he wanted to learn to make Alchemy machines with a classmate.
He wanted to use magic books as payment.
Their mother, Molly, initially didn't believe it.
Not to mention a first-year student doing Alchemy, the key was that she knew her youngest son, Ron, too well—when had he ever been so enthusiastic and proactive about magic?
So she sent her most reliable son, Percy, to check on Ron, to make sure he wasn't being misled by some bad kid.
Percy looked at the junior with dark golden hair and deep, dark green eyes.
"You must be Lucien Grafton, right?"
"That's right."
"It's like this, my brother Ron is quite naive, some things…"
"Percy? Why are you here?"
Hearing the familiar shout, Percy turned his head to look.
He saw Ron holding a rope in his left hand and another in his right.
The rope on the left was tied to a tall, fierce black dog.
The rope on the right was tied to something with a white exterior, gears exposed in the gaps, and blue light emanating from its crystal eyes…
"Wait, Ron, what are you pulling?"
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