Klein didn''t know that he had become the fuse of the contradiction between the two little girls. Now he was considering whether to officially publish the "sheep spirit curse" and brush his reputation for a long time.


    "Oh, forget it."


    After thinking about it, he finally decided to give up.


    Although the "sheep spirit curse" is of great significance to the little wizard just involved in the field of magic, it is an entry-level curse after all, and can not attract the attention of the magic world.


    Even if it is published forcibly, its reputation is limited.


    Instead, it might as well spread inside Hogwarts and be regarded as welfare for their own people~


    "Well, good."


    Klein sat across the desk in a daze, and Snape ignored him.


    He looked at the pot of good-looking magic medicine in front of him, couldn''t help nodding, showing a satisfied look - even from his critical point of view, it was a pot of perfect magic medicine.


    "Congratulations, Greenwald. You have successfully conquered all the recipes of intermediate magic drugs. From tomorrow, we will start to cook advanced magic drugs."


    In more than a year, Klein completed the triple jump from an entry-level magician to an intermediate magician. After mastering all the advanced potion formulas, he is only one step away from the title of potion expert.


    "Thank you, Dean, for your teaching."


    Hearing Snape''s words, Klein looked back with gratitude.


    His thanks are sincere.


    Without Snape''s undisclosed teaching, even if he knew everything and had rich theoretical knowledge, the level of magic medicine could not rise so fast as now.


    "This is the result of your efforts."


    With a satisfied expression on his face, Snape tried his best to maintain his serious and vicious character. He looked at Klein and said faintly.


    "No, no, no, it''s all your credit ~"


    Klein understood Snape''s character too well.


    He knew that although the Dean didn''t show it, he couldn''t tell what he was happy.


    In that case, let''s boast to the end.


    So all kinds of praise came out of Klein''s mouth without money.


    And interestingly, although Snape has been denying his credit, the smile on his face is getting stronger and stronger.


    In the end, he was a little embarrassed by Klein''s boast. He quickly coughed twice to stabilize his expression and kicked out his boastful baby apprentice from the office.


    "Really, what shame."


    Klein, who was kicked out of the office by Snape, was a little funny.


    Shaking his head, he didn''t go back to the dormitory, but went directly to the headmaster''s office on the eighth floor of Hogwarts.


    "Hello, Mr. principal."


    Returning to the principal''s office was as relaxed as returning home. The stone monster at the door didn''t even stop him when he saw him coming. He directly let Klein push open the heavy wooden door.


    "Here we are."


    Dumbledore was not surprised to see Klein coming.


    With a wave of wand, the portrait of the headmaster on the wall immediately fell into a deep sleep.


    Klein smiled and said in his heart that the principals on the wall really had no human rights. Every time he wanted to talk about something important, Dumbledore would spell those portraits cleanly without hesitation.


    "Tea or drink?"


    Dumbledore hasn''t entertained Klein in the office for some time since he got the "Ravenclaw crown".


    He got up from behind his desk, came to the saucer in front of the long table and asked softly.


    "Wait a minute, come and try this."


    Unexpectedly, Klein ignored Dumbledore''s remarks, sat down on his sofa and took out two short red cans from his robe pocket with "Coca Cola" printed on them.


    "What is this?"


    Dumbledore knew that Klein had traveled around the world and seen many wonderful things. He was very impressed by the Oriental herbal tea he had drunk in Godric valley.


    He took a jar and asked suspiciously.


    "Coke, also known as Muggle happy water, is Muggle''s drink."


    Klein smiled and didn''t explain much.


    In fact, this is also the "tribute" he got at "Paradise Street" recently.


    It is also speechless. Those black wizards who make money crazy (accumulate start-up funds for the organization) turn their eyes to Muggle products when the business opportunities in the magic world tend to be saturated.


    However, the Ministry of magic expressly stipulates that it is illegal to abuse Muggle goods. They dare not be too presumptuous and can only drill loopholes in food and daily department stores. Therefore, they opened a shop specializing in Muggle food and drinks in the business district of "Paradise Street". It is said that the income is good and the profit is considerable.


    "Well."


    After hearing this, Dumbledore became interested. He found two clean tea cups and put them in front of Klein. It seemed that he couldn''t help but want to taste Muggle drinks.


    "You can''t do that. Look at me."


    How can a tea cup drink coke.


    Klein waved his hand, took out his wand and made two clean glasses. This is not over. In the glass, he coagulated several pieces of ice with the "freezing spell".


    "Hiss!"


    When the pull ring is opened, a fresh sweet smell comes out.


    Dumbledore squinted at the black sparkling drink pouring into the iced glass, and suddenly felt a strange sense of satisfaction.


    "Try it."


    Klein pushed the glass forward and motioned with his eyes.


    "I''m not polite to that old man."


    Like a child who got a new toy, Dumbledore took the glass with some ice hands with an expectant smile. First, he looked carefully at the bubbles rising in the cup. He smoked his crooked nose and took a big SIP without hesitation.


    Oh, how sweet!


    For the first time, Dumbledore''s tongue was greatly satisfied.


    But before he could sigh, the gas in his stomach turned out and made him burp involuntarily.


    "This is the charm of carbonation ~"


    Klein raised his mouth slightly, poured himself a coke and drank it slowly.


    "Burp ~ it''s delicious. This drink is really good!"


    Although he was embarrassed by the flatulence, Dumbledore had to admit that this sweet drink conquered his taste buds.


    What pumpkin juice, what honey tea.


    It''s not as good as what''s in this cup.


    It is worthy of "happy water"!


    "If you like, I''ll bring you more next time."


    Klein was in a good mood and led the sweet Dumbledore to the way of carbonation. He thought he had great merit and virtue.


    "Well, it''s time to get down to business."


    Reluctantly put down the clean glass, Dumbledore looked solemn.


    "Moody and I thought we found the place where Voldemort hid the Horcrux, but there was the Black Lake of magic blessing and many, many Yin corpses."


    After a pause, he asked formally.


    "Klein, please help me."