Chapter 1699 Bruce Wayne and the Sorcerer's Stone (XV)

Chapter 1673 Bruce Wayne and the Philosopher's Stone (Fifteen)

Harry was woken up by Barry before dawn the next morning. She was sleepy and staggering. She looked at the two people who were very energetic and said in confusion: "How can you two get up so early?"

"We didn't sleep all night."

Harry was even more confused, and then her eyes began to glance back and forth between Barry and Bruce. Bruce pushed Barry aside impatiently and said: "We have to go to the greenhouse to check, have you forgotten? We have to check the species of the lost plants."

Harry yawned loudly and turned back to change clothes. Not long after, the three of them passed through the large garden full of wet dew in the light of sunrise and came to the small building next to the greenhouse again.

Pamela did not live here, so she was away all night and morning. The three of them walked in from the main door, and Bruce did not find any footprints on the stone surface in the yard.

"Either he was very cautious and deliberately didn't step on the soil, waiting for the rain to wash away the traces on the stone road, or he simply flew and didn't touch the ground at all, otherwise it would be impossible not to leave footprints."

With this, the three of them walked around the building and came to the backyard. Little Bruce pointed to the flower stand in the small garden and said, "I clearly remember that the second row here was full of spiral grass, and the bottom was the heteromorphic cabbage. Now there are four or five pots of plants missing."

"There is also a pot of Arada Swamp Mushroom missing here. It is a mushroom from malt, covered with sticky mucus on the surface. That mucus is usually used as a catalyst for healing potions."

Barry looked around and asked, "Are you sure that all the missing ones are the raw materials for healing potions?"

"Yes, of course." Harley nodded and said with certainty.

Bruce's head still hurt a little, and the cold air that entered his nose made his eye sockets feel like being pierced by nails, but he still tried to concentrate and said, "Whoever took these herbs couldn't have brewed them in his office. He had to go to the alchemy laboratory of Zatara College, and the alchemy laboratory was used during the day. He had to finish brewing the potion before the students went there in the morning."

"That means he might have just finished brewing the potion now!" Barry said in a raised voice.

The three of them ran quickly through the big garden, bypassed the main castle, and came to the location of the underground alchemy and alchemy laboratory of the college. As soon as they reached the underground stairs, Harley, who was running in front, ran into someone head-on.

But it was a bit disappointing that it was not Professor Rodriguez as expected, but Professor Constantine.

"Why are you running so fast?" Constantine pulled up Harley who was knocked to the ground by him, looked at them curiously and said, "It's breakfast time now. Why don't you go to the auditorium? What are you doing here?"

But little Bruce shrugged his nose hard, walked up and looked into Constantine's eyes and said, "Were you making a potion just now?"

"Your nose is more sensitive than a dog's." Constantine reached out and touched little Bruce's head, and said, "Yes, I just came out of the potion laboratory, what's wrong?"

"Sorry, Professor Constantine, can I ask what potion you are making?"

"Some healing potions, is there any problem?"

"Are you sick?"

"No, one of my colleagues asked me to make them because he doesn't like the smell of the alchemy lab. If you have nothing to do, go eat quickly. The cafeteria will be closed later."

Constantine walked around them and disappeared into the stairwell. Bruce squinted his eyes and said, "Master of psychology... He must know how to manipulate others to achieve his goals."

"This is really a bit suspicious." Barry frowned and said, "Dean Wayne said that Professor Constantine , Dean Rodriguez and Dark Night Master Jim are friends, Professor Constantine's arm looks intact, and he said he was making potions for his colleague, who else could this colleague be? "

"Why are you guessing here?" Harley seemed a little impatient: "Kill the tree monster, blow the door with a shot, and ensure the safety of the Philosopher's Stone, this is the way of Gotham people."

Harley put her hands on her hips and looked at the two boys and said: "Listen to me, go after class today, in addition to grenades, I have a lot of good stuff here, no matter what is in the room, Feed them well!"

After that, Harley quickly walked to the main castle and followed the senior students to attend class. Bruce pulled Barry's arm and said, "I think something is wrong. She seems to be hiding something from us."

"She is a native of Gotham. She must know more than us." Barry said as he and Bruce walked in the other direction of the corridor, "But based on your previous attitude, I wouldn't tell you if it was me."

"She must know more about Rodriguez than she shows." Bruce said thoughtfully.

Just as they were about to follow the crowd into the classroom, they saw Constantine walking against the crowd towards Rodriguez College. Bruce grabbed Barry and stopped him from entering the classroom, and dragged him behind Constantine.

"Hey, what are you doing? We're going to be late for class."

"We must have a reliable handle!" Bruce pulled Barry faster and faster, and even ran in the end. He turned back and said to Barry: "Constantine may be going to deliver medicine to Rodriguez. If so, then we know what's going on!"

Barry was dragged by him to follow Constantine all the way. Sure enough, Constantine entered the dean's office of Rodriguez College. The two saw Constantine take out the healing potion from his arms and gave it to Schiller.

They wanted to continue to observe and see if Schiller would reveal the wound on his arm, but Constantine had come out at this time. If they continued to lie on the window and look inside, they would definitely be discovered, so they had to leave early.

"Now we are sure it was him." Bruce clenched his fist and said, "Wounds caused by a shredder? No one would believe that even if they lied to a three-year-old child!"

"Then what should we do?"

"Let's go check out the Philosopher's Stone tonight. No matter what he wants to do, as long as the Philosopher's Stone is safe and sound, it's fine."

Just as the two children's backs disappeared at the end of the corridor, Schiller took the healing potion and came to the dean's office of Strange Academy, and then slapped the potion in front of Strange.

Strange raised his eyebrows and said, "You know I am dissatisfied with the difficulty of the trial, and I must want to secretly change the content of the trial, so you deliberately got a tree demon and put it at the door, betting that I will definitely get hurt if I don't have magic."

Strange picked up a potion, lifted the sleeve on his arm with his hand, revealing the wound wrapped in a circle of bandages underneath, and poured the potion on the wound and said.

"But I still have to say that the trial you, Jim and Constantine set up is a bit too childish." Strange shook his head, he looked at Schiller and said: "Just breaking the school rules to defeat a monster, and going to the room to pass some levels set by the professors, can they really have enough courage to resist when facing angels and demons?"

"What do you think?" Schiller asked without comment.

"You are a little different from the Schiller I know. The biggest difference is that you are really a good teacher. You seem to be strict with students, but you don't want them to get hurt." Strange tidied his sleeves slowly.

"You are not greedy. As long as you can achieve the goal of educating them, no matter how cruel the process is, it doesn't matter. This is why you can torture each other with your students. When they feel pain, you also feel pain for it."

Schiller did not deny it. He just looked at Strange's chest and said, "You still took out the Philosopher's Stone we put in there, right?"

Strange took out a crystal clear green crystal with a faint glow from his arms, weighed it in his hand and said, "If those children knew that this thing could be piled up into a mountain, they would definitely be furious... Did you know that your student Bruce Wayne came to see me?"

"I was just wondering if you What did we talk about? "

"He told me that he had several goals to achieve and hoped that I could cooperate. I saw a new possibility that could truly allow students to be tested, so I found an opportunity to replace the magic stone you had set up."

"What did you replace it with?"

"Didn't you ask Master Andrew to put a lot of magic projections in that corridor? We will know tonight."

It was soon evening. Schiller, Bruce, Strange, Constantine, Pamela and Zatanna sat on the sofa in the reception area of ​​the dean's office of Rodriguez College. In front of them was a huge suspended magic projection screen, which was exactly the scene of the corridor on the fourth floor of the main castle.

Soon, three figures began to sneak around the stairs, but before anyone came out, several black shadows like meteors crossed a graceful arc and rolled down to the feet of the tree demon.

The tree demon was not that smart. The order it received was that if no one attacked the door, it would not move. So when five, six, seven or eight grenades exploded at the same time, he didn't even hide.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The scene on the magic screen was directly covered by smoke. When the smoke dissipated, a big hole was blown out of the corridor wall made of magic materials, which was stronger than any material in ordinary society.

Pamela in front of the screen covered her forehead and said, "I didn't give Sergei any advanced magic protection. You didn't tell me that the students here would throw grenades."

"Gotham people are like this." Constantine sighed and said, "It's not that you can only use magic in the magic academy. I have said that the unprepared devil is also afraid of bullets, explosions and flames."

But when the leader Harley took out a shoulder-fired anti-tank rocket launcher from somewhere, Constantine was still silent.

The only person who remained unmoved was Schiller. He lowered his head to cut his cigar, and then said, "Because I know the people of Gotham, the tree demon is just an appetizer. Most of the puzzles in the trial cannot be solved by force."

Looking at the wall of the teaching building with a big hole blown out and the broken tree demon branches, Harley cheered.

She pushed the cart full of rocket launchers, machine guns, grenades and countless bullets and rushed towards the door of the trial room.

Let's start!