Chapter 1037 Potion Workshop

"...Yes, right now, put the powdered stems and leaves of chamaejasma aconitum into it. It should be noted that its toxicity is a very effective catalyst, but because of this, the potion using it must be strictly controlled. Compare."

The Potions classroom was filled with misty mist, and one could unconsciously feel a little inexplicable suffocation when one was in it.

This step is the most critical step in preparing the potion of living hell, because in this step, the preparation environment will be infected by the poisonous gas emerging from the crucible.

Therefore, not only are there several potted plants that can absorb poisonous gas in the classroom at the moment, but everyone is also wearing magic masks that filter the air.

"The effect of the living hell potion is to put the user into a coma and suspended animation, and during that time, the user's body functions will gradually stop. When a patient has suffered severe spell damage and cannot survive until the end of the treatment, the therapist This potion will be used to try to delay the speed of the damage."

As Slughorn strolled between the various groups in the classroom, he explained the properties and effects of the potion. After talking about the practical use, he turned to say:

"We have already learned the Potion of Living Hell at the beginning of the semester. With everyone's hard work, I think everyone can still remember these contents very clearly. But please note that what we are preparing now is an improved version of the formula I researched. , although its effect is slightly inferior to the original medicine, but the cost of preparation has been greatly reduced..."

At this point, Slughorn coughed lightly, arousing everyone's attention again.

"Students," he said, "maybe some people think that it is a wrong practice to ignore the weakening of the medicinal effect in order to save gold Gallon, but the teacher must say here-many herbal medicines in the past are on the verge of dying in modern times. Extinct."

"So while it's important to work on breeding endangered plants like Professor Sprout did, Potionists like us also need to look at the limitations of potion formulations from another angle as much as possible."

"You know, when there are people who are short of Galleons and urgently need some kind of potion to save their lives, it is also an important mission of our potion masters to provide them with effective potions that they can afford..."

As a person, the old bald man might have been a little biased in some ways; but when viewed from the perspective of a potionist, he was clearly quite qualified.

"Mr. Weasley, pay attention to the amount, you put a little too much!"

After reminding Ron, Slughorn continued:

"I hope that everyone can keep in mind what I just said; and I also look forward to creating more high-quality and cheap formulas when you want to work as a potion master after graduation."

But if you have to say it, Slughorn's words are not entirely his own.

In the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the course provides some professional experience and warnings for these students who will soon graduate from the school to step into the society in the future.

And this, of course, is to prevent the little wizards from being affected by the darkness of the outside world, and insist on walking on a correct and bright path.

Perhaps, this is the last lesson Hogwarts teaches all the students!

However, even so, the influence that the professors in the school can give to everyone is limited. When most of the graduates try their best to walk on that bright road, there will always be a small number of people who will gradually go astray either actively or passively.

...

Just as the potions classroom at Hogwarts was shrouded in misty potion mist, a potion preparation workshop in Cornwall was also surrounded by bursts of lavender smoke.

Thick and heavy curtains, dim lights, bubbling and boiling cauldrons, groups of batch test tube racks,

There were also several potion bottle crates stacked in the corner.

In the middle of the workshop, two long preparation tables stretched from one end to the other, and the ragged house-elves were working tirelessly to bottle and package the finished medicine.

Looking further into the workshop along the two long tables surrounded by house elves, behind a personal preparation table full of various potion preparation utensils, a witch with disheveled hair was looking indifferently. Stirring the liquid medicine in the crucible.

The environment here is obviously very different from other personal potion preparation rooms.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an explosion sounded from the witch's cauldron, which made the house-elves in the workshop tremble subconsciously. But even so, most of the elves did not stop their work.

"Who gave you permission to stop?"

The witch slightly lifted the stirring spoon from the cauldron, then raised her eyelids, and looked coldly at a certain house-elf in front of her.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry master, it's Rice's fault, Rice doesn't dare to—"

"Punishment."

"Yes, yes...Master, Rice made a mistake, and Rice needs to punish himself! Please forgive Rice's mistakes, Master!"

Just as he was talking, the house elf suddenly grabbed an awl from the table and stabbed it hard in his leg. But he just gritted his teeth, and after a while, he pulled out the bloody awl again.

"Master, Rice punished himself, Rice...will continue to work for Master."

After wiping off the blood on the awl, the house elf named Rice ignored the severe pain from his thin right leg that was still trembling slightly, and hurriedly started to bottle the liquid medicine in the cauldron again.

And at this moment, there were two knocks on the door of the workshop, yes, the witch inside stopped the stirring spoon that was about to go deep into the crucible again a little impatiently.

"Tsk... Forget it, anyway, the bottom has been blown up, and the success rate of this pot will not be very high."

He casually picked up the magic wand next to him, tapped lightly on the crucible, and the medicinal liquid that was still tumbling in the crucible just now disappeared without a trace.

It can be seen from her proficient spellcasting techniques and easy silent spells that she must not be low in other aspects besides potions.

"Tuk tuk."

Probably because there was no response after waiting for a few seconds, the person outside the door knocked on the door of the workshop again, which made the witch's expression even more irritable.

"Go and see who it is, don't let in irrelevant people."

Rice, who just made a mistake, might be looking for an opportunity to make up for it. Hearing what his master said, he immediately bowed first and said:

"Yes, Rice is going!"

As soon as the words fell, the little elf suddenly flashed and disappeared from the side of the long table with a slight crackling sound.

...

"Dung, I remember that your classmate belongs to Slytherin, right? Is it reliable?"

"How should I put it? Although I don't have much contact with her... You also know, how can a person like me get along with those ladies and young masters in Slytherin? But let's talk about Potions." Level, she is still very high."

"Anyway, I don't think it's very reliable to find Slytherin!"

In front of the workshop door, Mundungus and Sirius, a somewhat unusual pair, were standing side by side, chatting casually while waiting for someone to open the door.

And behind them, Lupine who also came along with him couldn't help saying:

"Sirius, don't worry about the academy. Wizards from Slytherin also have good guys. What's more, this is just one of the workshops that are available. Whether we want to cooperate or not, let's wait and see!"

In fact, this time they came to find a potion workshop that could provide healing potions in batches.

After all, although the main members of the Order of the Phoenix have Maca to supply high-quality potions, the quantity is obviously not enough for all members to use.

In particular, Mundungus has a group of non-staff members whose number is gradually increasing. Although those wizards are basically working for the Order of the Phoenix, they can't be regarded as official members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Providing them with some necessary guarantees will naturally give them more trust in the Order of the Phoenix.

"Crackling."

While the three of them were chatting casually, a house elf suddenly appeared in front of the still closed door, which made Lu Ping and others temporarily stop talking.

"Three gentlemen, Reiss greets you - may I ask you three to come to my master's potion workshop, what is the specific matter?"

Sirius didn't care much about the house-elf, even though he could see the blood dripping down the elf's leg at a glance.

Anyway, he'd had enough of old Kreacher at the Black House.

Sirius turned his head away, shook his chin at Mundungus beside him as a gesture, and then stood aside with his arms folded.

It was of course Mundungus who took the lead, since he was the one who brought Sirius and Lupine here.

"Well, is Ms. Higgs there? I'm her old classmate Mundungus Fletcher, and I want to discuss with her about a long-term potion order."

"Oh, sir, please wait a moment, Rice is going to explain to the master the purpose of the three visits—"

Having said that, seeing that elf Rice was about to disappear again, Sirius curled his lips and said:

"Why? Can't you just open the door and let us in first... Thanks to the descendants of a pure-blood family, have you forgotten the most basic etiquette for hospitality?"

Among the few people present, Sirius, who was from the Black family, was probably qualified to say this.

Ironically, he is the one who hates pure blood the most.

"Yes, I'm sorry, sir... It's just that the master never allowed Rice to let outsiders into the workshop casually. I'm really sorry..."

"Huh?" Sirius couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Dongge, I don't think you need to enter this workshop, just cross it off the candidate list!"

But Lupine, who was behind him, shook his head quickly.

"Rice?" he said. "You just go in and report! We're just waiting here..."

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