After Sean left, Snape was still angry in the office. His chest kept rising and falling, obviously he was very angry.
When he thought about that kid actually threatening him with Daisy, Snape felt that he should put poison in every drink he drank.
"Sleeping with Daisy..." Snape's fist hit the desk hard.
How dare this despicable bastard say this in front of him!
Snape had already made up his mind that when the kid's matter was over, he must let him see what true cruelty was.
However, the knock on the door rang again.
"Who?" Snape's gloomy voice was still filled with anger.
"I -" Sean's face leaked out from the crack in the door, and he smiled slyly at Snape, "I need a larger amount. Although I have a lot of potion raw materials on hand, I still lack a lot.
I’m a little too late, the time it takes to repurchase the raw materials... you see, professor?"
The air between the two seemed to be stagnant for half a minute, and then Snape's furious voice almost echoed throughout the entire underground corridor.
"Take your things and get out of here! Get out!"
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In the ring, Sean repeatedly read the potion recipe given by Snape. Next to him was a huge cauldron and a mountain of potion raw materials.
Snape is indeed a world-famous potion master. As a commonly used potion, developer is generally used to develop magic photos - leaving movable photos based on the magic traces left in the magic camera.
Occasionally, magic developers are used in some scenes, such as when recreating magic scenes. Of course, the scenes cannot be as vivid and vivid as magic photos. Often, magic developers will show all traces of magic.
Images require an experienced wizard to judge some information from them.
Common often means difficult to change - but Snape actually gave a prescription for transformation so quickly.
Sean, who had read it carefully several times, had to secretly admire it. Although this was an untested transformation potion, judging from the prescription, the success rate should be quite high.
Of course, potions need to be accurate. Even for Snape, this newly modified recipe will need to be tested many times before it can be completely perfected.
However, the reason why Sean only needs the prescription is because he doesn't have to worry about the success rate - he just needs the prescription to have a chance of success.
He can succeed 100% of the time.
Pride of the Half-Blood Prince (Purple) (disposable consumable): After use, the next time you prepare a potion, it will be successful (the quality of the potion is directly proportional to the user's level and inversely proportional to the difficulty of brewing the potion)
Sean has never used the system rewards he had in first grade.
On the one hand, the potions he needs can basically be purchased from the black market, and potion masters like Snape and Lily help replenish the inventory from time to time. On the other hand, other very rare or very difficult potions
, such as the bottles of super potions that Snape gave to him, all of which were out-of-print.
This is not a matter of success or difficulty, but a matter of the raw materials having completely disappeared and making it impossible to cook it again.
Therefore, Sean's reward has been kept unused until now.
And now, it's time for it to work.
"System, use."
The Half-Blood Prince's pride took effect immediately. Sean felt that the raw materials for the potion had become "friendly" in his eyes, including the abnormally huge crucible and the flames under it. Everything was so familiar to him.
.
Without time to think too much, Sean started brewing the medicine directly according to the prescription.
Smooth, extremely smooth, Sean's movements were smooth and smooth, without any hindrance.
Waiting for the last step, Sean cut his finger, gently dripped his own blood into the transparent liquid with light blue mist in the center of the crucible, and then quickly wrapped all the potions with his magic power.
.
The mysterious and mysterious feeling disappeared, and the crucible stopped boiling.
"Successful..." Sean looked over, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
Your thoughts are correct.
He gently took out a small spoonful of liquid and sprinkled it on the ground. Soon, a hazy dark blue light appeared at the place where it was sprinkled.
"It's time to go..."
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After yesterday's rain and snow, London today has a rare day of good weather. Even though the sun is not strong, this can already be regarded as a day worth celebrating in London.
Of course, people in London would only sigh with emotion during afternoon tea time, as they hurriedly walked through every corner of the city, running for various goals.
The Houses of Parliament, as one of the tallest buildings in London, the people busy inside also consider themselves to be one of the tallest people in London.
They don't need to worry too much about the weather outside, they just need to do some noble things for the masters of this city.
As a very famous Gothic building, it is not a famous tourist attraction because tourists are not allowed in - people here love this.
In a certain office, a secretary in a suit and leather jacket casually glanced out the window: "Today's weather is not bad."
"You can't say for sure what the weather is like in London." My colleague responded casually.
"Please, even though we're in London, we have to be optimistic about the weather - just like our Parliament."
"That's a bit difficult."
The two were joking casually, and then they were surprised to see that the sunlight that had been struggling to penetrate the dark clouds just disappeared suddenly disappeared, and the visibility of the weather dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hell, can't you just let me be optimistic for once?"
The secretary complained and came to the window. He leaned over and took a look, only to see dark clouds in the sky, and, slightly strangely, the dark clouds were spreading towards the entire city of London at an extremely fast speed.
The center point of the spread seems to be right above the Capitol Building.
"Damn weather -" he complained, and just as he was about to go back and continue to finish his work, his casual gaze happened to catch a glimpse of a huge black shadow passing by.
"Oh my God - what is that?!"
"What?...Friend, have you stayed up too late?"
"I swear I didn't! There was a huge black shadow passing by...like! Like an eagle!"
"This is downtown London..."
At this moment, at the highest point of the Capitol, a handsome boy wearing a stand-up collared trench coat was standing in mid-air with a calm expression.
"Go ahead and take charge of each direction. I want this rain to spread all over London."
Thunderbirds respond to their master's expectations with loud calls.
They spread their invincible wings and flew above the clouds in different directions - eight thunderbirds, each holding a huge crystal bottle in its mouth.
What's inside is naturally the special developer that Sean just brewed.
He wants to use this potion that targets his own magic power to find the lost ring!
Sean had a hunch that if his ring was stolen, the thief would definitely be hiding in London.
Soon, under the influence of the special abilities of the Thunderbirds, London, which finally received some sunshine, fell into rain again.
There was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain mixed with special developer wetted the entire city of London.
Sean stood in the center of the lightning and heavy rain. The raindrops seemed to have consciousness and automatically retreated to the surrounding areas when they encountered him.
He slowly flew into the sky, and the thunderbirds also completed their mission and returned.
"Almost..." Sean whispered to himself, and then, his eyes narrowed and he shot straight up into the sky.
In the clouds, the huge magic power twisted, and a terrifying huge fire dragon was revealed.
Sean will use the fire dragon's excellent eyesight and even better magic perception to find all the places in London where there are traces of his magic.
"Huh--" The huge fleshy wings flapped, and the clouds were lifted. The developer would naturally work here, so a fire dragon with a dark blue light mist began to patrol the city of London.
The weather gradually cleared up, and pedestrians holding umbrellas put away their rain gear without any surprise - the weather in London has always been like this.
Only certain people in a few places saw some strange lights - of course, it wasn't a big deal, maybe it was the light coming from somewhere.
They hurried away and continued to finish what they wanted to do.
However, few people would look up. Of course, even if they did, they would probably only think that the huge shining object in the clouds was a plane that happened to be passing by.
"Here...here...here..."
His sharp vertical pupils scanned every corner of London, and then he used the stronger memory brought by magic to firmly remember each location in his mind.
There are more locations than Sean imagined, but it's acceptable.
He is a person who uses magic every day, but he rarely uses magic in the Muggle world, let alone ordinary people.
Soon, the fire dragon turned into Sean again. He was floating in the clouds and checked in his mind the places where abnormalities occurred.
"I will consider checking my house at the end, but there is a high probability that no one will be hiding there..."
"My dad's hospital is very rare. I remember that the magic spell was used there several times, and the traces are almost gone. It takes about the same amount of time, so I can leave it until the end..."
"The Leaky Cauldron and Diagon Alley, where you can check last..."
"That's...near the Park Villa Hotel. Well, it seems that the other Sean used a lot of magic spells while hiding..."
One place after another passed through Sean's mind, and soon a place appeared in his mind that he had never been to.
He jumped down from the clouds and flew quickly towards those locations.
Nothing unusual...
Nothing unusual...
Still nothing unusual...
There is nothing out of place in these places where traces of Sean's magic appear, and there is no sneaky strange wizard hiding there.
He even discovered a trading den by the way - there were people inside selling magic props that they had used, such as finished potion bottles, disposable magic props and so on.
"The things that Sean Wallop, the first person in magic of the new generation, once used may contain the secret of why he is so powerful at such a young age!"
You might as well sell courses...
I don't know where these things come from...
However, Sean had no time to pay attention at this time. After carefully checking it in secret, he quickly headed to the next location.
Soon, Sean came to the vicinity of the Ministry of Magic. Of course, there are traces of his magic here, and there are quite a lot of them - but the magic itself has defensive magic, so the traces are very unclear.
Tsk, hiding in the Ministry of Magic is unrealistic, especially after the Ministry of Magic in various countries has basically been taken over by the teacher's people...
After casually taking a look outside, Sean was ready to leave.
However, as soon as he took one foot out, his brows wrinkled.
There is a small trace of magic hidden next to the Ministry of Magic...
Is that part of the Ministry of Magic?
Sean was not sure, so he immediately walked towards his destination.
Why... is it so familiar...
Sean suddenly discovered that the place he came to was the secret organization "den" that he had visited in the Annihilation timeline - in that timeline, Daisy, the boss of the den, had set up a temporary headquarters next to the Ministry of Magic.
The good hand is dark under the lamp.
Upon noticing this, Sean immediately became wary of this place.
He disappeared and moved quietly towards the inside of the dilapidated building.
The magic traces were getting closer and closer, but Dave had already told him through his thoughts that there were no living creatures here.
This is exactly what happened. Sean came to the inside of the dilapidated building, and there was no one there.
"Then why do traces of my magic appear here..."
Sean frowned and started searching. Soon, he found traces in a room that someone had lived there.
The fire in the center was still burning with residual heat.
"Have you noticed that this rain is abnormal? Or have you just noticed my arrival?" Sean still didn't show up.
After looking around, Sean's eyes soon fell on a stone brick.
On top, a piece of worn parchment was pressed with a stone.
"Death is approaching you, you can't escape, so stay away from becoming a god, stay away from that person——"
Sean's pupils shrank sharply.
The other party noticed his arrival, and then left this parchment behind.
Sean gently picked up the parchment, and then he discovered that there was something underneath the parchment.
ring.
It's the ring I lost.
Sure enough, it was stolen by another person!
The person who stole the ring actually stayed in this place, and after sensing something was wrong, he left me a note.
"Death is approaching you, you can't escape, so stay away from becoming a god, stay away from that person——"
Sean looked at the note in his hand in surprise.
This person, he/she knows about becoming a god...
Death is approaching me and I can't escape it?
Sean chewed on the meaning of this sentence... Will I die? No, it should be said, I will die when I become a god?
The content on the parchment clearly conveys such information.
But why?
Why does this person need to remind himself in this situation?
The ring was lost last school year, but the other party "returned" the ring when he came to the door, and left such a message?