Chapter 491： Potion Lesson

Ryan took Harry and Ron away from Professor McGonagall at the fastest speed. At this time, Harry and them ran forward with Ryan lowered their heads like mice that escaped from the paws of cats. Until she reached the corner and Hermione would meet. Then Ryan told Hermione what happened before. The two were amused by Professor McGonagall's cold humor together.

"Ah, it's really unlucky. I thought I could take a break after writing so many things." Ron said helplessly after leaving Professor McGonagall's sight. He chose the same class as Harry at the time. There was a companion in the class together, and I could find someone to copy it after doing homework, but now thinking of the contents of the potion class, he suddenly felt that he was a bit impulsive when he chose the class in the morning.

But here you can also see that Ron's academic level is not low, otherwise he can't report these subjects. Therefore, it is only a prejudice to describe Ron's level as nothing in many colleagues in the previous life.

When they went downstairs to the underground classroom, they met Hagrid in the hallway of the school. Hagrid happily raised an arm to greet them, and then said to Ryan. "Thank you for your help to allow the Ma people to accept my younger brother, otherwise this year will definitely cause trouble to Professor Dumbledore."

After he finished, he looked at Harry and Ron: "I didn't see you guys coming to my class this morning. I was still a bit frustrated, but then I thought that you are both big now and you have your own goals and you feel less frustrated. . Harry, I know you need to learn a lot of things to be an Auror. It takes a lot of time to practice. If you do n’t come to my class, I fully understand it. I wish you can finally achieve your goals and become a great Auror. "After talking, Hagrid waved to them and left.

"I feel a little sorry for him." Looking at the back of Hagrid striding out the door, Harry felt guilty. "I should report to his class as his friend."

"Don't talk silly, Harry." Ron said with some helplessness: "Now these subjects require us to devote 200% of our energy to barely keep up with the progress, let alone you are still Quite Captain Qi, you need to spend a lot of time on training. If you add another course, it is estimated that you will not want to sleep this year. "

"And there are not many people who want to enter the Department of Magical Biological Management and Control after graduation, so there should be a lot of wizards who apply for Hagrid's advanced class, and there will be no embarrassing situation where no one will go to class." This explanation by Lane made Harry It seems a lot of relaxation. At this time, they have come to the corridor outside the underground classroom and saw that only twelve or three classmates come to improve classes, which also represents the maximum number of pharmacists that the entire UK can provide each year. No wonder the potions outside are not cheap at all.

They hadn't had time to say anything to the others, and the classroom door opened. The Slughorn hadn't shown up yet, and the big belly had already come out first. Unlike Snape, who was always shameless, Slughorn greeted his classmates with a smile, especially when he greeted Harry and Chabini.

After entering the door, Ryan found that the basement was already filled with steam and filled with all kinds of strange smells. Ryan smelled a special cold taste with a hint of rust, but strangely, he found that he didn't dislike the taste, and even felt a huge sense of satisfaction slowly hit him.

"Okay, okay, okay," Slughorn said. Looking through the hot steam, his big figure looked flickering. "Dear students, please take out the balance, medicine bag, and, don't forget to take out your" Advanced Potion Making "textbook, we are going to take the class."

He walked up to the podium and found Harry raising his hand to look at him. "Have you anything? Harry?"

"Sorry Professor, I have no books, no scales, and no Ron because of it. We didn't expect to be able to go to higher classes. This morning we have sent an order form, but now things haven't arrived yet"

"Ah, it doesn't matter. You can use the raw materials in the storage cabinet, the balance and the old textbooks today. You will return them after the next class." Slughorn strode to the corner In front of the locker, I prepared two copies of what I was going to use today and handed them to Harry and Ron, and then returned to the podium.

"This morning I prepared some potions to open your eyes. I think if you can successfully complete the potion improvement class, you should be able to make such a thing. Well, do you know what these are?" Said Afterwards he pointed to the pot of transparent liquid like boiling clear water.

Hermione raised his hand straight as soon as his words fell, and Slughorn pointed at her. Hermione opened her mouth and said, "This is the truth-pouring agent, Professor. It can tell the people who drink it to tell the truth."

"Very good, what about this pot?" Slughorn pointed to a pot of boiled mud again, and Ryan immediately recognized it as a compound soup he had made in Brazil in his second year. This kind of problem is not difficult for Hermione. She looked at it and said, "It's a compound soup, sir."

"Okay, let's take a look at this last pot." After speaking, Slughorn looked at Hermione with a slightly anticipated look, and Hermione did not live up to Professor's expectations.

"This is an obsession." Hermione said affirmatively. "You can see his unique luster of mother-of-pearl and the spiraling steam. The most special thing is that everyone smells this potion most to attract them. For example, I smelled the just cut Lawn, brand new parchment, and "

Here, Hermione blushed, her lips closed and she stopped talking. It's just that when everyone didn't pay attention, he turned and looked at Ryan, then smiled at the same time.

"My dear, can you tell me your name?" Slughorn asked, and his love for this young man at his age was commonplace, so he pretended not to see Hermione's little movements.

"Hermione Granger, sir."

"Granger? Granger? Are you related to Hertok Dagworth-Granger, the founder of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association?" Slughorn subconsciously associates with celebrities.

"No ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It should not be, sir. I am a Muggle."

Two Slytherin students laughed there, but Professor Slughorn, who was once the dean of Slytherin, did not show the disdainful look as Hermione imagined, but instead laughed.

He seemed to see what Hermione thought. So he said mildly: "Relax, I once had a girl student who was most proud of Muggle background, but unfortunately later" when he said that he found himself a little gaffe, so he glanced at Harry and said: "Because the perfect Answer, give Miss Granger of Gryffindor a well-deserved twenty. "

Later Slughorn said seriously to the students in the class: "The effect of the obsessive agent varies with the level of the producer. There are some very high-level pharmacists who can make unconditionally obsessed drugs. Of course, The emotion created by this potion cannot be called love. This is probably the most dangerous and powerful potion in this classroom. "

After finishing, he put a lid on the crucible filled with medicine and looked at some students who did not take it seriously, then nodded seriously. "You guys, are still too young, too naive. After your life experience is as rich as I am, you will not underestimate the power of the infatuation of the devil ..."

After listening to this sentence, Ryan suddenly thought that the professor was born noble, magical, and rich at the same time but single all his life. Was it because of the wrong use of the obsessive agent when I was young?

Just as Ryan's flying thought began to fill his brain, Slughorn cleared his throat and said, "Now, we should start the formal class."