Chapter 638: Brewing the Fuling Potion but Accelerating with One Click

Dinner time, Slughorn's office.

Slughorn was supposed to take over Snape's office. He was also the dean of Slytherin and the professor of potions. He also had a large storage room and various convenient tools for brewing potions. However, there were also shortcomings. It's obvious.

The humidity and cold under the Black Lake were too strong, and the fireplace had to be burned in the summer. Slughorn, who had retired and returned to work, was already old, and his body could not bear it. In addition, it was too quiet here, which did not meet his expectations.

Scrimgeour sent people to search Snape's office at first, and it seemed that the attack was menacing, but he didn't pursue it much afterward. Some of the prohibited items that were really conspicuous were confiscated, but the rest of the items were left untouched.

After all, Slughorn was a well-known figure. He valued his reputation and was unwilling to take over the matter without authorization. With Dumbledore's encouragement, he moved his office to the seventh floor.

It was lively now. The Gryffindor common room was upstairs. It couldn't be quiet until lights out. After lights out, there were some nocturnal people who were chased by Filch and fled everywhere. Slughorn stepped in for the naughty ones several times. Children cover up, although sometimes they are treated differently, but their reputation is still very good.

Moreover, there are no other professor offices on this floor, and the classrooms are basically in an abandoned state. They are just used to hold Slug Club activities, such as inviting a certain outstanding student to dinner.

It was not an ordinary dinner produced in the Hogwarts kitchen, nor was it cooked by oneself. Instead, Slughorn handed over the precious ingredients prepared by himself to the elves, who completed the cooking and served them.

"George and Fred have graduated, and the castle has become much quieter, which makes people uncomfortable..."

Slughorn cut open the poison horn steak and put it into his mouth. The meat juice was bright red and the texture was elastic and tender. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. "I plan to hold a Christmas party, specifically for the Slug Club. What do you think?" , Loren?”

"Those who receive the invitation must be very honored." Loren responded politely and continued to eat. High-end ingredients in the magic world are rare, and they are still ingredients that are tested on the edge of the law.

"Try this, Chirac fish stew..."

"What an amazing taste."

"..."

Slughorn explained the dishes on the table with a smile, and said slightly proudly: "A clean and leisurely life, comfortable material enjoyment, for an ordinary old man, there is nothing more worthy of pursuit."

Loren nodded in agreement. If someone pays for a treat, it must be full of emotional value: "These rare ingredients are not something ordinary old men can buy, and they can't even pay high prices. That is Professor Slughorn, you are here. There are friendships in every field..."

"It's actually not that difficult. It's just a Category B controlled animal, which can be traded."

"The professor still has a lot of friends."

"Oh, it's just the accumulation of long years."

After the meal, although Slughorn only ate a piece of steak, his emotional value had already filled his stomach. His walrus-like beard trembled with laughter, and the fat on his belly trembled.

After dinner, a smiling Slughorn took Loren to the storage room and showed him the two pots of potion that were being brewed. The one with a thick texture and bubbling was the polyjuice potion, and the one with a golden and shining color was Felixir.

Loren's eyes stayed on the liquid level of Fuling Ling. Slughorn was indeed a master of potions with decades of experience. The first stage of the potion was in good condition. As long as the next eight steps were carried out smoothly, a pot of Ling's Ling would be ready. When the potion is boiled, one pint of finished product can be produced, which can hold 12 small glass bottles.

"The color is beautiful, isn't it?" Slughorn's eyes were fascinated and he said softly, "Loren, I must say, friendship is only one aspect. Material enjoyment must rely on sufficient wealth. Potions is about creating wealth. discipline, and Fuling Elixir is the most expensive medicine.”

Loren was noncommittal. He felt that the most expensive item was Nico Flamel's elixir, and maybe Snape's resurrection medicine in the future.

"Professor, are you ready for the next material?"

"certainly."

"I think we can get started."

"I can't wait."

Slughorn took out the remaining ingredients from the cabinet next to him and placed them in order: a sea onion that looked like an oversized green onion, a tentacle-covered multrat back growth, a thyme preparation, a bird Snake egg shells, rue powder...

"There are nine steps in brewing the magic potion, which are divided into five stages with four stirring operations. After each stirring, you need to wait for the materials to complete the reaction... Now I will complete the operation of brewing the potion, Loren, you are responsible for speeding up Reaction time, okay?”

Loren saw the materials and recalled the method of brewing the Felixir. He rehearsed the next operation in his mind: "No problem, Professor."

Slughorn put the sea onion out of the silver pressing vessel, continued to squeeze out the juice and added it to the crucible, and stirred it vigorously and quickly. The golden liquid was mixed with a hint of green.

"It will take about two months for the wasabi and sea onion juice to calm down the ash snake's magic power..."

Slughorn carefully observed the liquid level, made sure it was stirred evenly, and then stepped aside to leave room for Loren to operate: "The rest is up to you, let me witness the magic of time."

Loren stretched out his wand and lightly touched the gem in the right eye of the pendant on his chest. The tip of the wand was stained with a little golden light.

Since he got the time magic in the glass cover of the Department of Mysteries, he and Flamel have been cautious and careful to do some experiments. He can't bring himself back to the past or travel through the future, but can only influence small-scale affairs.

The magic is infused, and the golden light becomes brighter.

Under the shining of the golden light, the green juice in the crucible blends in quietly, and the glittering potion quickly dims and converges. Although the liquid is still golden, it no longer shines, just like ordinary golden dye.

Slughorn stared at the potion in the crucible, his light green eyes sparkling, and his breathing became rapid.

Merlin!

It used to take nearly two months to do this step, but how long does it take now?

Less than three minutes!

What is boiled in the crucible is not the felicity potion, but the golden galleons, oh no, it is pure gold!

"Next, crush the lotus-like growths on the back of the Mortra rat, add them to the crucible, and continue heating... Then add a spoonful of thyme and stir for the second time.

"This time it will take a month."

Slughorn looked at the crucible with excitement. The liquid inside had turned light purple-red, with a viscous texture, and the boiling bubbles swelled and burst, and the golden light flashed.

"Add the bird snake eggshell and stir for the third time... one month!"

After stirring this time, Loren did not continue, but stopped the action in his hand, turned his head to look at the fat professor, and interrupted his urging:

"Professor, this step of waiting is necessary. The bird snake eggshell needs to absorb the magic of the full moon..."

"Look! I'm confused! "

Slughorn slapped his head and flushed. It was not known whether it was because of the wine he drank at dinner or because of excitement. He paced back and forth in the room, counting on his fingers and muttering.

"Full moon...full moon...the last full moon was a week ago, and the next full moon will be at...the end of the month! Oh, we still have to wait for three weeks!"