Chapter 637: Accelerating the Cooking Process

"Sands of Time?"

Slughorn's eyes lit up and he stopped what he was doing, "The gravel in the time turner can affect the surrounding time. Do you want to use this method to speed up the brewing of the potion?"

The Sands of Time is just an excuse, what really works is the golden gem on the pendant.

Loren responded vaguely: "Is this idea feasible, Professor?"

"The idea is feasible, but..." Slughorn paused for a moment, "The materials for brewing the elixir are not complicated. It just takes time for the various materials to fully react, so that their magic power can be more harmonious, so it needs to be The cooking time of up to half a year, the longer it takes, the greater the possibility of accidents, which is a great test of the willpower and concentration of the producer. "

"The professor's analysis is very thorough." Loren nodded and smiled, "Using the power of time to intervene can speed up the reaction speed of medicinal materials, reduce waiting time, and reduce the difficulty of brewing Fuling Elixir."

"Are you sure?"

Slughorn asked, speaking a little faster.

You must know that his success rate in brewing the elixir is not high. He is older and has less energy than when he was young. When brewing for a long time, mistakes will always be made due to trance, fatigue, dizziness, etc. Sometimes he can't even remember the day. Have you looked at the crucible.

If the cooking time could be shortened...

"The time turner has lost the outer hourglass, leaving only the gravel inside. It should be difficult to control the power of time, right?" Slughorn asked thoughtfully.

“I happen to have something to gain from that.”

"Yeah!?"

Slughorn looked delighted, and when he was about to agree, he suddenly remembered something, frowned and asked, "If I remember correctly, all time turners are controlled by the Ministry of Magic, how did you get the gravel? "

"Don't worry, Professor." Loren smiled gently, "Didn't there be turmoil in the Department of Mysteries last year? The Time Hall was smashed, so I took some by the way."

"This..." Slughorn couldn't help but look at the last crucible and smiled, "Maybe we should discuss it carefully. Do we have time after dinner... No, I think we should have dinner together. What do you think, Loren?"

"My pleasure."

…

The Potions classroom was already filled with light blue steam, and every student was rushing to work anxiously. Some people were distracted and looked at what other students were doing, and found Loren chatting with the professor, and felt happy in their hearts.

If the number one in Potions is a few steps slower, their chances will be greater.

Loren returned to his position and lit the smokeless charcoal under the crucible. He moved slowly and leisurely, and even had the intention to observe the surroundings. Needless to say, Hermione made the fastest progress, and the potion in her crucible was close to the ideal in the book. Condition, light snow cyan.

Harry had just finished cutting the grass roots and was dealing with the slippery Sleepy Bean. The Half-Blood Prince's notes covered up the original content in the book. The key was that this person's handwriting was obscure and twisted, and it was extremely difficult to read. It took him a lot of time just to sort out the correct steps. , progress lags behind others.

His silver dagger was a little dull, and the slippery sleepy bean flew out of the chopping board again. Harry picked it up and wiped it clean, then glanced at the textbook. Next to this step, there were comments from the original owner, which looked like scrawled instructions. : Squeeze with the side of a silver knife to release the juice more easily than slicing.

"What a mess..." Harry held the handle of the knife back in anger, wanting to stab him twice.

After making two gestures, Harry vented his anger and returned to his normal holding position of the knife. He raised his head to meet Loren's teasing smile and looked away in embarrassment.

No, this is Loren!

Harry turned his head and asked quickly: "Loren, the notes in this textbook say that you should squeeze the sleepy beans with the blade of the knife instead of slicing them. Is that true?"

Loren grinned and said, "That's right."

"Really..." Harry was a little worried, "Then why are you laughing?"

"I remember happy things."

"..."

Harry looked away and began to squeeze the sleepy bean with the blade of the knife. The slippery bean was pressed, groaning under the heavy pressure, and obediently oozing out a large amount of juice.

The juice was added dropwise into the crucible, and the potion immediately turned into an ideal light snow-green color.

Looking around again, other students were still chopping beans. Except for Hermione who was stirring counterclockwise, the one who was progressing the fastest was only dark brown.

Harry felt a sense of joy in his heart. He narrowed his eyes happily and read a note in his notebook: "Stir 7 times counterclockwise, 1 time clockwise..."

"Loren Loren, the notes say..."

"That's right."

"..."

On the other side, Hermione's face was flushed by the heat coming out of the crucible, and her hair was a little messy. She stirred counterclockwise according to the instructions in the book, but the potion that should have become clear and transparent was still light blue, and the progress was slow.

After hearing the conversation between the two, Hermione immediately followed the instructions, and the effect was immediate. The liquid in the crucible immediately turned a light pink, becoming clearer and clearer.

Loren was not in a hurry. This was not the first time he had brewed the Hell Decoction.

The little tricks that Professor Snape discovered when he was a student were very helpful, but the control of fire and the research on the properties of medicine became more important in the following decades. Loren, who mastered the underlying principles, quickly caught up with the progress of others.

When get out of class was about to end, Slughorn's loud voice spread throughout the classroom: "Okay, time's up! Please stop stirring!"

He walked slowly between the tables, checking each crucible in turn. He did not make any comments about the purple or blue potions, but only occasionally stirred them or went up to smell them.

The Gryffindors made a final check, and the pile of tar-like stuff in Ron's cauldron was naturally eliminated without any suspense. However, seeing the equally clear potions of Loren, Hermione and Harry, Slughorn showed an embarrassment.

"Excellent, too excellent! Loren, I didn't expect you to catch up after wasting so much time! Hermione, you are worthy of being the first in the grade! And Harry, you obviously inherited your mother's talent. Lily was so clever in the potion class back then!

Slughorn thought for a while, shook his head and said with emotion: "I keep my word, but I only have a bottle of Felicis Felix now... Loren, Hermione, can you wait a moment, please?"

"Of course, professor."

"Then Harry, I'll give you a bottle of Felicis Felix, make good use of it!"

"..."

Leaving the underground classroom and walking in the corridor leading to the hall, Ron asked in surprise: "How did you do it? "

Harry told the truth.

Ron regretted it: "The book was originally with me. Alas, no one has ever written on my textbook. Judging from the situation on page 52, it seems that someone has vomited on it..."

Hermione, who was walking beside him, glanced at the worn-out second-hand textbook, then looked at the smiling Loren. Some scenes in her memory emerged in her mind, and her eyes flickered with a thoughtful glimmer.