great-warnovel Chapter 266 Preparations in Advance
Chapter 266 Preparations in Advance
Chapter 266 Preparations in Advance
Bill returned with antibiotics, a full suitcase containing several hundred, preserved with a freezing spell.
This amount isn't much, but it's enough to significantly supplement Hogwarts' medical system.
Ms. Pomfrey and Lily each requested some materials to conduct research, considering how to integrate them with the therapist's treatment methods.
"Who would have thought that a large flock of pigeons would be raised in a warm valley, with bird droppings and feathers everywhere?" Bill plucked a white feather from his hair.
"The pigeon breeder looked like a dying old savage, but after leading you through hundreds of bends in the cave, he suddenly put on a white coat and looked like a Muggle scientist."
Hibiscus was not allowed to enter, but she listened with curiosity.
"We can't go into the workshop, we can only look inside through the glass, they say it has to be sterile," Bill gestured.
"There were many huge silver tanks inside, winding pipes, rows of instruments whose purpose I didn't know, and many Muggles dressed in white coats were busy inside, as well as wizards."
"That pigeon breeder is the person in charge there. Although he's all smiles, I have a feeling he's dangerous." As a member of the new generation of the Order of the Phoenix, Bill doesn't have many wizards who make him feel dangerous. He might be one of the most powerful people in Beauxbatons.
"But why do they keep so many pigeons? If it's to avoid suspicion, pigeons are quite conspicuous in this environment, aren't they?" Hermione asked. It seemed very strange to suddenly have a flock of pigeons flying around in the desolate mountains.
"It's for celebrations," Fleur explained. "Muggles and Malfoy Castle both have the custom of releasing doves of peace on festive occasions."
"Although those pigeons die not long after they fly away, and are shot down by hungry Muggles as a snack."
"But both sides' leaders seem to really like these birds, which symbolize peace."
Hermione found it somewhat ironic that these instigators of war, these cold-blooded oppressors, would rather spend money to buy large numbers of pigeons from Beauxbatons to create a false sense of peace than let peace actually come.
"Beauxbatons' pigeon business can even be quite profitable each year!"
Using a real, profitable project to cover up a truly top-secret strategic workshop is indeed a good idea, and Hermione thinks the perfumery could also adopt this approach in the future.
In recent days, the castle has been getting closer and closer to the Black Lake. After passing through the swarm of bipolar monsters sent by Malfoy Castle, Moody and his companions have experienced an overwhelming tide of carrion crows, cannibalistic forests that lure prey in and then devour them, and swampy mud filled with toxic mist.
In Professor McGonagall's office, there is a huge, dynamic sand table constructed with transfiguration, which changes little by little every day as new information is updated.
The ecology of Black Lake and its surroundings is being collected and monitored in greater detail. "Can't we clear out some of it in advance?" Hermione asked.
"We can now organize a force to eliminate groups like five-legged monsters and giant monsters."
McGonagall nodded: "We did try, but you have to understand, the Forbidden Forest is too big, and our manpower is too limited. If we rely on manpower to clear it in such a vast forest, we probably won't finish in our lifetime."
"We also considered using potions to exterminate a large number of highly dangerous monsters, but Lily said that could cause an unpredictable ecological disaster."
The Forbidden Forest is already twisted enough, and the creatures within it are extremely resistant to radiation. If we were to recklessly interfere with it using magical potions, perhaps even more terrifying species would be born.
"So we just have to wait?" she frowned.
"Most creatures have a strong sense of territory, and Hogwarts' enormous size makes it hard to go unnoticed. There's a high probability they'll show themselves when we arrive," McGonagall explained.
"We plan to use the light cannon from the sapphire core to destroy the vast majority of them."
This was indeed a feasible idea, but Hermione stared at the dynamic sand table, looking at the large pit at the original site of Hogwarts.
"But that would mean we'd be attacked from both sides."
On the side facing the Black Lake, there will be an attack by the mermaid organization; on the other side facing the Forbidden Forest, there will be waves of mutated beasts, as well as corrupted centaurs hiding in the forest, waiting for their chance. Their evil intelligence is probably not low, and it will be difficult to wipe them all out with a single shot.
"The Pied Piper of Malfoy Castle hasn't been found yet, so there's a high chance he'll also use the Biphasic monsters to attack."
"There's also the combined forces of Voldemort and Greyback, a werewolf army coupled with elite Death Eaters; we can say we're surrounded."
"Even with the barrier powered by the Radiant Stone Core, our supplies won't last long. If they maliciously manufacture a large number of Portkeys outside, even Apparition and Floo Network will be affected."
The more she dealt with matters inside and outside the castle recently, the clearer her understanding of the difficulties she would face became, which was why McGonagall had been so hesitant last year.
"I still believe that some of it should be dealt with before we arrive."
She looked up at her professor: "How about I go find the werewolf royal court instead?"
"I'll transform into the moon, triggering their transformations, causing them to attack the Death Eaters, and then unleash a massive weather spell to wipe them out in one fell swoop!"
McGonagall was startled by the girl's audacious idea and immediately interrupted her seriously: "That's too idealistic! Although you are very powerful, you don't have much defensive ability when maintaining the Weather Charm. You can't expect the score to block so many Death Curses for you!"
"Even if Snape is likely in the werewolf army, he won't reveal his identity to protect you!"
Hermione opened her mouth, but did not refute it. She knew that Professor McGonagall was telling the truth. Before she had fully reached Dumbledore's level, she could not truly ignore the advantage of numbers.
If a powerful dark wizard like Bellatrix were to launch a full-force sneak attack, she might actually be hit.
"However," McGonagall hesitated for a moment.
"Lily did suggest a potentially viable idea."
She picked up a piece of parchment and handed it to the curious little witch. "The Lake Cauldron Project?"
Looking at the strange name, Hermione couldn't help but continue reading.
What followed was so astonishing that she couldn't help but gape.
"You can do it like that?"
Lily Potter, one of the three Potions Masters of our time, is skilled in potion rituals. She demonstrated her ability to perform remote potion rituals without human intervention when Hermione was in her first year.
Now, she plans to move the potion-making field to the entire Black Lake!
Using the entire lake as a crucible, an unprecedented and massive potion ritual is to be performed!
"What kind of potion can be made from this?"
McGonagall shook her head: "Nothing will be made."