Dumbledore turned to the Gryffindor students hiding to the side and asked with a smile.
Have you seen Hao Yun?
The young wizards looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison to indicate they didn't know.
The twin brothers, hidden in the crowd, whispered among themselves.
“George, what bad thing did Hao Yun do? This is the first time I’ve ever seen Mrs. Sprout so angry.”
"Who knows what he did? Do you think Hao Yun knows he's in trouble? Should we go and inform him?"
"Let's go! As good brothers, we have to tell him."
With the help of the others, the twin brothers sneaked out of the lounge.
Dumbledore witnessed this but said nothing, hoping the twins could find Hao Yun before he could.
Otherwise, given Mrs. Sprout's current state, she would probably skin Hao Yun alive if she saw him.
"Ahem, since Hao Yun isn't here, let's look for him somewhere else."
Sprout glanced at Dumbledore, wondering if this child who had suddenly appeared at the school was Dumbledore's illegitimate son.
If not, why is Dumbledore protecting him so much? Even Harry Potter never received this kind of treatment.
After going around in circles, Sprout's anger had subsided considerably; he wasn't as furious as he had been at the beginning.
"Then let's look elsewhere. I refuse to believe we can't find him!"
The two arrived at the restaurant, but Hao Yun was still nowhere to be seen. They waited for the first-year wizards to start their class, but Hao Yun still didn't show up.
Upon seeing this, Sprout looked at Dumbledore, suspecting that Hao Yun had been hidden away by the old man.
"Tell me, where is he? He destroyed my herb garden; he can't go unpunished."
Under Sprout's suspicious gaze, Dumbledore gave a wry smile and quickly waved his hand.
"I think I know where that brat is. Come with me."
Inside the house, where every request was granted, Hao Yun squatted beside the alchemy furnace, constantly adding firewood to control the fire temperature.
"I never expected that the House of Requirement could also provide alchemy furnaces. The person who designed the House of Requirement is truly a genius."
Hao Yun originally intended to consume the herbs he obtained from the herb garden directly, but he discovered that the herbs he had were just enough to refine a pill that would increase his spiritual power, so Hao Yun decided to refine the pill.
The improvement gained from taking herbs is definitely not as good as the effect of taking elixirs.
Hao Yun, with a try-it-out attitude, went to the House of Requirement and was surprised to find that there really was a pill-refining furnace. So Hao Yun used the firewood left over from refining weapons to start his pill-refining journey.
Hao Yun regretted putting the herbs into the furnace; the firewood wasn't providing enough heat, and it would take a lot of time to extract the essence from the herbs.
Dumbledore and Sprout entered the Room of Requirement and immediately spotted Hao Yun squatting in front of the alchemy furnace.
"My herbs, and my flowers!"
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Hao Yun, who was refining pills, turned his head and his face immediately changed. Oh no, the owner of the lost item had come looking for him, and Dumbledore had even led the way!
You thick-browed, big-eyed fellow, you've actually betrayed the revolution too!
"You...you!"
Sprout pointed at the flowers and plants on the ground, so angry he almost choked.
Sprout spent a lot of time and money cultivating these flowers and plants, and now Hao Yun has ruined them all.
"Ahem! Hao Yun, why did you steal the professor's flowers and plants? If you don't have a reasonable explanation, I will punish you severely!"
Dumbledore gave Hao Yun a wink, signaling him to quickly come up with a reason.
"Professor Sprout, don't touch it! If you mess it up, I'll have to re-sort it."
Hao Yun hurriedly stopped Professor Sprout, who was about to take the flowers and herbs, and snatched the herbs back from her.
Hao Yun's action immediately enraged Mrs. Sprout. "You little brat, how is it considered messing around when I take my things back?!"
"Sprout, don't be angry yet, listen to what he has to say first."
Dumbledore quickly stopped Sprout, fearing that she might kill Hao Yun in her rage.
"Yes, yes, Professor, please don't be angry. Let me explain!"
Hao Yun gave an awkward smile and gathered the herbs behind his back.
"Fine! Then you'd better explain yourself properly today. If you can't explain it clearly, I'm going to fire you no matter what!"
Mrs. Sprout waved her hand and stood aside, looking coldly at Hao Yun and Dumbledore.
"Expelling him is too serious, let's just deduct 100 points from his college credits instead, how about that?"
Dumbledore came out laughing and tried to smooth things over.
Mrs. Sprout snorted and turned to look at Hao Yun.
"Let him finish speaking first. Don't say I didn't give you a chance, hurry up and tell me!"
Hao Yun scratched his head, feeling slightly embarrassed, after all, he had been caught stealing from others.
“Yesterday, when I was browsing the herb garden, I unexpectedly discovered that there were several rare medicinal herbs in your herb garden, Professor. I come from the East and happen to know alchemy.”
"Several herbs in the herb garden are just the right amount to make a pill that increases magic power. I couldn't resist and stole some of your herbs."
Sprünglio looked at the alchemy furnace behind Hao Yun, thought for a moment, and then said.
"You know alchemy?"
"Well, some of the herbs have already been put into the alchemy furnace. Since you're here, Principal and Professor, I have something I need to ask you."
Hao Yun's eyes lit up, and he began to plot against the two of them.
"What is it? Tell me."
Sprout, who was skilled in cultivating herbs, was also a master alchemist. She had only heard of Eastern alchemy, but had never seen it.
Hao Yun's claim that he was refining pills immediately piqued her curiosity.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that after the pills were put into the furnace, I found that the flame temperature wasn't high enough. Plus, I don't have much magic power in my body, so the principal and professors need to use fire spells to heat up the furnace."
"Not hot enough?"
Sprout frowned. Western alchemy didn't require high temperatures, but he hadn't expected Eastern alchemy to be so complicated.
Dumbledore also became interested. He went closer to the furnace, looked it over, and then turned to ask.
How high a temperature is needed?
Hao Yun shook his head. He hadn't measured it either, so he had no idea how high the temperature needed was; it was all based on his intuition.
"I don't know. Why don't you use a fire spell to heat it up first, gradually increasing the heat from low to high, Headmaster?"
"Can."
Dumbledore took out his wand and cast a fire spell on the bottom of the furnace.
Hao Yun sat in front of the alchemy furnace to observe, but the temperature was still not high enough.
"Increase firepower."
Dumbledore increased his magical output, and the Fire Charm transformed from a small flame into a torch.
"The temperature is rising a little bit."
Hao Yun took a small yellow flower from the pile of herbs, ready to throw it into the alchemy furnace at any time.
At this moment, the herbs inside the alchemy furnace had melted, and the essence within had seeped out from the surface of the herbs.
With Dumbledore's help, Hao Yun began adding herbs to the alchemy furnace.
An hour later, Dumbledore was starting to feel the strain.
"Sprout, come and take over for me."
"good."
With her wand drawn, Mrs. Sprout took Dumbledore's place, acting as a human heater.
"The temperature is a bit high, let's lower it a little."
Hao Yun sat in front of the alchemy furnace, calm and composed, without the slightest sign of panic.
Three hours later, Dumbledore and Sprout were both exhausted and pale.
"Is it ready yet?"
Mrs. Sprout wiped the sweat from her brow and drank a potion to replenish her magic.
"Almost there, just a little more. The temperature is dropping, so don't go too fast."
The ever-hardworking Dumbledore began to slow down his magical output, and the power of the fire spell gradually weakened.
At this moment, a wisp of herbal fragrance wafted out from the alchemy furnace, and Hao Yun's face lit up with joy—it was done!
Hao Yun guided his divine sense into the alchemy furnace and cast two incantations to solidify the elixir.
"Hahaha, open the furnace!"
Hao Yun slapped open the lid of the alchemy furnace with his palm, and with a wave of his hand, six pills the size of longan fruits and emerald green in color rushed out of the furnace and landed in Hao Yun's palm.
"So this is alchemy? It's truly amazing!"
Mrs. Sprout had completely forgotten about Hao Yun stealing her herbs and was completely absorbed in the process of alchemy.
"Give me two, so I can take them back and study them."
Dumbledore shamelessly stretched out his hand and asked for two pills.
Sprout glanced at Dumbledore, then extended his hand as well.
"The herbs I used for alchemy are mine. Give me two as well, and you can keep the rest for yourself."
Hao Yun's smile vanished as he looked at the principal and professors in front of him, feeling somewhat speechless.
"This stuff won't be of much use to you; one for each of you is enough."