"Petals of rose branches and blue flowers?" Anton looked at the potion brought by Snape in disbelief, his nose twitched, and he screamed.
Snape narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you have any objections?"
Oh~
Anton's expression was extremely strange.
When, when did Snape, who arrogantly adheres to the regulations and preparation methods of potions, actually consider the taste of potions?
And he chose the petals of rose branches and blue flowers so lovingly, which is not a common practice.
Anton recalled the formula of the 'Elixir of Will' and inexplicably felt that using this potion material would not only improve the taste, but also play a role in blending the various ingredients in the formula.
He couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Idols are indeed idols, they are really amazing."
Snape raised the corners of his mouth slightly, twisted his head, his silky hair flying, turned around and went to the potion mixing station to find a funnel and feed Filch the medicine.
At this time, Anton did not continue to speak. He just stretched out his wand and pressed it against Filch's head, observing carefully with his two magic eyes.
You should do your best during treatment.
After treatment, such a good white mouse must of course take the opportunity to observe carefully.
"blood?"
"heart?"
Anton once asked Snape this question - how does the potion nourish the soul when it is drunk from the mouth and flows into the stomach?
Lao Si did not give an answer.
Anton thought at the time that he didn't understand, and deliberately stopped mentioning this issue in order to maintain the dignity of a professor, but now he was surprised to find that the magic potion that produced effects similar to those of a curse actually entered the blood.
Blood has always occupied an extremely important position in potions.
No!
It can even be said that it occupies an extremely important position in many magic fields.
Professor Snape once gave Anton a detailed explanation of "Blood and Love" in a restricted book section. Blood, just from the perspective of "love", is enough to write a 70-centimetre-thick monograph.
The blood of relatives is divided into the blood of ancestors, the blood of mother, the blood of father, the blood of brothers, the blood of sisters, the blood of cousins...
There are hundreds of kinds of relatives alone, ranging from the blood of a gentle mother to the blood of a resentful mother, to the blood of a person with no blood relationship like a brother-in-law.
Not to mention the blood of enemies, the blood of jealousy, the blood of the envied, etc.
But the effect of potions in the blood is completely opposite to the Muggle medical system.
The magic power of the potion first permeates the whole body, then is absorbed by the blood vessels, and is finally completely absorbed in the heart.
At this time, the heart and blood vessels are not like a supply system, but more like the root system of a big tree.
As for what this big tree should be, Anton is not very clear now.
But he discovered that at least Filch's soul was the first thing to change after drinking the potion.
Next, under the mutual influence of one's own magic power and the remaining potion in the body, the changes in the soul are instantly mapped onto the body.
No wonder the severed limb was reattached so quickly after applying Bai Xian. It didn't need to affect blood vessels, nerves, bones and other details at all.
It's not repairing.
It is modifying the template and then fitting the template onto the body.
After Snape finished feeding the potion, he took a step back, crossed his arms, and waited silently.
"Professor, if I want to study Bai Xian, which book should I borrow from the library?"
Anton stared at Filch thoughtfully.
He may have almost found the essence of the "integration of potions and curses", and his eyes couldn't help but shine.
Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Anton in surprise, "It seems that you have finally figured out the process of how potions work on the human body."
Anton smiled carefully and shyly.
Lao Si shook his head, "Very few, usually you will only see something similar to what is mentioned in your first-grade book "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" - Bai Xian has a very good performance in treating trauma. Or
You may also have read a story like this in The Tales of Beedle the Poet, in which a seriously ill baby regained health after being sprinkled with fresh water."
Anton was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Snape, "There are no works about Bai Xian in the library?"
Snape shook his head, "It has been too commonly used for thousands of years. The potion has a single effect, and it is difficult to prepare other potion materials to make a potion. In a place with a suitable environment, just sprinkle a handful of seeds with the wind, and the potion will be used in the coming year.
You can get a whole hillside of fresh food.”
"It is so common in life that many people ignore it."
"Perhaps there were wizards who studied it in the past, but I haven't seen any books about this herb so far, except..."
He pulled out his wand and said with a proud smile, "Me!"
"I've done research on it."
"The notes are flying!"
Hugh~
A notebook with rough workmanship floated in from the window. Snape caught it and handed it to Anton, "This is my personal note."
Anton raised his eyebrows and said, "I will return it to you after reading it."
Snape said nothing more and turned to look at Filch. The gatekeeper of the castle was slowly sitting up from the bed.
Mrs. Norris let out a cry of surprise and threw herself into Filch's arms.
"Oh~ Baby, I almost thought I was going to die." He kissed Mrs. Norris's forehead affectionately, looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on Snape, "Professor, you saved the life."
I."
Snape pointed at Anton casually, "The person you should be grateful to is him. If it weren't for his effective diagnosis and the prescription he developed before, you would still be lying down now."
Filch was stunned and quickly looked at Anton, "Anthony, thank you."
"The potion prepared by the professor." Anton was too lazy to push it back and forth with Snape, and looked at Filch carefully, "Since you are already cured, I will leave first."
With that said, he said hello to Snape and left briskly with the book in his arms.
Pushing open the door to the school infirmary, one could vaguely hear Filch's excited voice, "Professor Snape, I know that I can cast magic. I...should I go to Ollivander to buy it first?"
A magic wand?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Anton sighed, how envious it would be for a squib to live in the castle of countless little wizards.
Now that I have the ability to cast spells, my life is short, and I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad.
He couldn't help but feel a little silent.
Filch's soul tear is not so easy to cure, just like when Anton was found that his soul had turned into a lake of slurry, the treatment relied on the power of the magic stone in addition to the large amount of knowledge he had mastered.
.
How could Filch be so lucky?
Putting the books in the snuff box, Anton went to the dormitory to take a shower, said hello to his roommates, and then went to the school library.
He planned to look for some magic spells to treat trauma, or some knowledge about healing spells.
Anton had a wonderful premonition.
Bai Xian studied the healing spell together, which allowed him to find some interesting knowledge about the "one theory of potions and curses".
At the same time, understanding this may help him understand the boundless void.
After all, whether it is the memory planet or the black thread of the soul, they are all composed of a wizard, and this void is also a collective composed of individuals.
Huh?
Anton's eyes suddenly lit up. He walked to the end of the moving staircase and jumped up before it could move to the opposite step.
In just an instant, he transformed into a 'color-changing wind bird'.
Then, his vision extended all the way, through the colorful mist, to the depths of his soul again, and then went deeper into the depths again, standing on a planet of memory.
"Wow~"
Anton looked at the memory planet under his feet in surprise. It turned into two memory lists, twisting and circling, looking like two memory planets.
As for the memory planet of the color-changing wind bird, in addition to everything he experienced after his transformation, it also consists of a large number of memories that did not originally belong to him.
And these memories are connected with black threads of the soul leading to a faint galaxy.
Anton gently touched these black lines, and countless messages were transmitted.
Just for a moment, he seemed to have arrived in a mountain field filled with fragrance of flowers. His body became particularly relaxed, drifting along the mountain ridge with the breeze.
…
"Malfoy, I don't think I have anything to say to you." Harry Potter looked at Draco with some disgust and led Ron and Hermione towards the library.
"Hey, listen, what I'm talking about isn't your ridiculous hostility." Draco chased after him, beckoning Goyle and Crabbe to stop them.
"Back off!" Ron suddenly pulled out his wand and pointed it at them, "Don't cause trouble!"
"Ron~" Hermione looked at Ron in disbelief, "Private fights are not allowed in school. This is against school rules. You definitely don't want to be put in solitary confinement."
Ron rolled his eyes, "Are you from our side?"
He turned and glared at Draco, "Malfoy, what are you doing? I'm warning you, Harry is already fed up with his cousin. You, a despicable person, are even more annoying than his cousin. I
Do you want to be taught a lesson?"
"That Muggle." Draco looked weird, "It's amazing, isn't it? Although I don't like Muggles, Anton is really amazing. He can actually turn Muggles into wizards."
As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of what to say, his eyes lit up, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he swayed closer, almost touching Hermione.
"Gene Era"
With a weird smile on his face, Draco looked down at Hermione, "Do you want your Muggle parents to become wizards?"
Hermione sneered, "What does it have to do with you?"
Draco shrugged, "Now that I have an opportunity, I would like to organize another learning exchange between the two Dumbledore's Army, a real learning exchange, not a team duel."
He smiled slightly and said, "We, Dumbledore's Army, will invite some people to share knowledge, including Anton. Maybe we can let him talk about the knowledge in his book "Muggles, Werewolves and Purebloods", what do you think?
"
Hermione's eyes lit up and she turned to look at Harry Potter with some excitement.
"Hey, Hermione, don't be fooled by him. Think about what happened when Malfoy asked Harry to duel in the trophy room. He must be up to no good!" Ron clenched his wand hard, "Maybe you can ask Anton yourself.
?”
Hermione shook her head, "I'm not familiar with him. In fact, we don't seem to have spoken a few times."
Harry Potter looked at the hope in Hermione's eyes, pursed his lips, patted Ron on the shoulder, walked up to Draco, and looked at him seriously, "Can you guarantee your so-called Dumbledore's Army
Won’t you take the opportunity to attack us again?”
"certainly."
"Can you promise to find Anthony? I haven't seen him in school recently."
"He was hospitalized before, but he's fine now." Draco turned to look at Harry with a proud smile, "He is my best friend, he will help me with this, I believe it."
"Hey, I was talking about Anton, and Anton came."
Draco pointed to the stairs opposite, "I'm going to discuss it with him now, you can listen next to me."
At this moment, he suddenly saw Anton jumping down the stairs.
"Merlin's beard!"
Draco screamed loudly, threw himself at the handrail of the stairs and looked down.
Under the stairs, from darkness to darkness at the bottom, nothing can be seen anymore.