Just as Slughorn was preparing to attend class, a student suddenly asked a question.
"Professor, you haven't told us what's in this yet?" Ernie Macmillan, a pure-blood wizard from Hufflepuff, said, pointing to a small black cauldron on the podium. The potion in the small cauldron sang happily.
Splashing, its color is like molten gold, and large drops of liquid are jumping on the surface, like goldfish, but not a drop is spilled outside.
"Hoo!" Slughorn exclaimed, but Ryan believed that he had not forgotten this thing at all. The exclamation was purely because someone asked the question as he expected for some dramatic effect. But so
The effect was really good, everyone in the class was attracted by the attraction, even Malfoy who had been whispering after class was no exception.
"Ladies and gentlemen, what you are seeing now is the most magical potion here, called Felixir." After saying that, he turned his attention to Hermione, "I think our smart Miss Granger must know this.
What does the potion do?"
"It's a lucky potion that will bring you good luck!" Hermione looked very excited. Ever since she was guided by Ryan to come into contact with and master the power of rules, they had become extremely interested in this potion. Because
They judged that this potion was the only one among the known potions that could violate the rules. Unfortunately, apart from knowing the name of this potion, they could not find any clues about this potion before, even if it was found in the Knockturn Alley black market.
All medicines have a price but no market.
So now, the moment they saw this potion, Ryan and Hermione's eyes shone with desire. They wished they could take this potion away and analyze it now.
Fortunately, everyone in the classroom looked at this potion with longing in their eyes, so Slughorn's eyes were ignored by Ryan and others. He said in an passionate tone: "Exactly right, give Gryffindor another chance."
Add ten points. The process of brewing the elixir is very complicated, and if you make a mistake, the consequences will be disastrous. However, if you brew it correctly, like the one in this crucible, you will find that no matter what you do, you will succeed easily... At least
Before the effects of the medicine wear off.”
At this point, his expression became a little dazed, and his eyes were full of memories: "I used it twice, once when I was twenty-four years old, and once when I was fifty-seven years old. I took two spoons at breakfast. Those two days were really fun.
Perfect. Of course, this potion can have extremely bad side effects if used in slightly larger amounts, including but not limited to dizziness, recklessness, and dangerous arrogance. Of course, use it occasionally and with caution."
Slughorn said as he took out a drop-shaped potion bottle from his arms and showed it to the class: "This small bottle of potion will be the prize for this class and can bring twelve hours of good luck. Of course.
, this agent is prohibited from use in organized competition."
Seeing his students who were aroused with all their interest and looking at him with longing eyes, Slughorn suddenly became energetic, "How can I win this wonderful prize? Please read "Advanced Magic"
Turn to page 10 of "Medicine Making", you need to brew a potion of life and death in the next hour or so. The person who does the best will win this small bottle of elixir. Okay, let's get started!"
There was only a harsh scratching sound as everyone pulled the crucible in front of them, followed by the clatter of weights on the scale and the clatter of books. But no one spoke, and everyone was focused.
Highly concentrated.
Glancing at Harry's book, Ryan saw that the blank space on each page of his old book was as dark as the place where the potion was printed. This represented the power of fate that allowed Harry to get the Snake that was destined to be his.
Pu's old book. If Ryan wants to get the lucky potion, he needs to use some extra methods.
He pulled out his wand and pointed at the materials on the table, and then gently drew runes in the air while whispering a spell in Quenya. "Decompose, extract, fuse."
With the release of his magic, runes the size of rice grains floated out to form lines glowing with red light. Finally, a five-pointed star surrounded by a double ring was formed on the table with the crucible as the core.
The magic circle. The raw materials placed on the table also flew up one by one, and were sliced, ground, and juiced respectively under the command of Ryan's wand.
This movement naturally attracted the attention of others, but the students were all thinking about the elixir as the prize, so they just looked at it and went back to their own business. Only Slughorn showed shock on his face.
With his expression, he stood directly next to Ryan and watched Ryan's operations.
This is a simple application of the rules of change. The magic circle in front of you is actually an incomplete field for alchemy formed by Ryan using the rules of change to drive magic. In the prototype of this field, Ryan can easily control all the things in the field.
Analyze, decompose, and reorganize substances that do not involve rules, and at the same time eliminate external interference as much as possible.
Just five minutes later, while others were still busy mixing, Ryan's crucible was filled with light blue steam, and the liquid in the crucible turned into a well-mixed, brownish liquid. Then he waved his wand.
, the Sleepy Beans automatically formed a small team, squeezed themselves dry above the crucible, and then jumped into the trash can under the table.
The potion in the pot immediately turned into a light snow-green color after adding the sleepy bean juice. Then, under Ryan's command, the liquid in the pot began to rotate. Gradually, the color of the liquid gradually became lighter, first turning into pink, and then becoming more and more intense.
It became clearer and clearer. 40 minutes after the start, Ryan felt that the potion was ready and waved his hand. The churning liquid in the crucible immediately calmed down. At this time, the liquid in the crucible was as clear as water.
"What a miracle, are you an alchemist?" Slughorn said with excitement after inspecting the potion made by Ryan, "I have rarely seen such high-level alchemy as you showed today.
Already."
"How do you tell it's not magic?" Ryan asked curiously. Distinguishing alchemy from ordinary magic requires careful observation, but Slughorn didn't come close just now, he just took a look at it from a distance and recognized it.
Come out. This makes Ryan feel a little incomprehensible.
"Haha." Slughorn smiled. "We wizards are people who can use magic, but why do we have to do all the processing of potion materials and brewing by hand? That's because of the weak magic power when casting spells.
Spillage will contaminate the potion, thereby reducing its effectiveness. Only alchemists with a certain level of skill can use magic power without affecting the effect of the medicine itself."
"That's right." Ryan felt that he didn't know this knowledge because he was not a wizard, so he didn't know some knowledge that could be called common sense in the magical world.
In the next time, Ryan put the potion into the crystal bottle and cleaned the table. Then he took out an alchemy material that he had copied from the school library from the space bag and read it. And Slughorn began
Patrolling the entire classroom. But unlike Professor Snape, he just patrolled and didn't say anything.
Finally, an hour later, Slughorn began to walk slowly between the tables, checking each crucible in turn. However, he remained quiet during this process. Most people's products were not very good, such as Ron.
What was made was almost the same as asphalt, and what Ernie brewed was a weird blue color. But what Hermione made was considered excellent, and what Harry made was unexpectedly good.
"You are as ingenious as your mother." Slughorn patted Harry on the shoulder and praised him, then took out the drop-shaped vial and walked towards Ryan.
"Our Mr. Liang is the undisputed winner!" he said loudly to the class in the underground classroom when handing the elixir to Ryan. "I have never seen a young wizard of this age have the ability to do this.
One step, here, take it, I will keep my word and give you a bottle of blessed elixir, make good use of it!"
Ryan quickly stuffed the small bottle into his pocket under the envious eyes of a group of people. There happened to be no other classes in the afternoon. After he hurried back to the common room, he put down the textbook and prepared to call in according to the pre-discussed plan.
Hermione heads to the alchemy laboratory to study the secrets contained in the Elixir.