Chapter 685 The Words Suddenly Appeared

"Please be quiet, be quiet! Come on, there's a lot to do this afternoon!"

Professor Slughorn stood in front of the classroom, taking out glass bottles one after another from the wooden box and placing them on the desk. He smiled kindly, his walrus-like mustache trembled slightly, and his fat beer belly tightened. Waist Button, no matter how he usually favors good students, at least when he stands on the podium, he is a qualified professor.

In the cold and damp underground potions classroom, students in the sixth grade advanced class laid out their textbooks, notebooks, and papers written for previous after-school assignments on the table.

Loren held his head in a fist with his left hand, and slowly opened the textbook with his right hand, "Advanced Potion Making" by Libasio Pollachi. The notebook next to it belonged to Hermione, with neat handwriting and detailed content.

Glancing at the next table from the corner of his eye, Harry still had the old Half-Blood Prince textbook that was about to fall apart in front of him. Ron was enthusiastically reading the words on it.

Ron scratched his head and was about to ask his deskmate, but Professor Slughorn on the stage had already opened the textbook and started teaching.

The sixth grade has entered the second semester. The students have generally adapted to the difficulty of the courses in the improved class, and the professor has also completely adapted to the teaching rhythm of this class. It has entered the last chapter of the teaching plan for this school year, the key content of the Ultimate Wizard Level Exam——

The antidote is to the poison.

Slughorn glanced at the students below, his eyes lingered on Harry for a moment, and then passed over calmly: "In this class, we will continue to talk about Gorbalot's third law. Do you still remember what was said in the previous class? What’s the content? Can anyone tell me?”

Harry and Hermione raised their hands almost simultaneously.

Loren and Ron looked at the two of them silently. Hermione thought about Harry's recent plan, thought about it for a moment and was about to give up. The next moment she heard the professor call her name.

"Miss Granger."

Hermione couldn't help but glance at Harry at the next table, and pursed her lips: "Gorbalot's third law states that the number of ingredients contained in the antidote of a mixed poison is greater than or equal to the number of ingredients contained in the antidote of each individual poison. the sum.”

"Exactly!" Slughorn smiled kindly, as if he couldn't see Harry's raised right hand, and said to himself, "Ten points for Gryffindor! Back to the question I raised in the last lesson..."

The three of them looked at Harry subconsciously, and he opened his mouth but said nothing.

Slughorn's reckless attempts at the last Christmas party caused Slughorn to start to distance himself from Harry. It can't be said that he is alienated. His attitude has become very strange. Harry will answer questions well when he asks for advice. He still gives high marks for class assignments and gives detailed comments on after-class papers. , has completely become a model of getting along with good professors and good students.

"If we admit that Gorbalot's third law is true, and if we have correctly analyzed the ingredients of the potion using Scapin's Revealing Spell, our first goal is not to simply select the antidote for each individual ingredient, but to find the antidote for each individual ingredient. Another substance that can transform various unrelated components through a process that is almost alchemical..."

Only a handful of people in the entire advanced class can fully understand the theoretical content in class. Most students can only take notes of the professor's words and study them carefully after class. The practical part is more relaxed. Students make medicine according to the steps in the book. Drug, at least you know what you are going to do, and there will always be a result, good or bad.

"Okay, kids, it's time to test your learning results!" Slughorn said with a smile, "I want each group of you to come to my podium to get a small bottle, analyze the ingredients of the poison, and look for the information in the book. Poison and Antidote Chart, prepare the antidote for what’s in the bottle before get out of class. Good luck, and don’t forget to wear protective gloves!”

Loren went up and picked out a bottle of greenish poison, sniffed at the mouth of the bottle, and initially judged that the Living Hell Decoction was mixed with the juices of several poisonous plants, poisonous tentacles, belladonna, etc...

Returning to his seat and handing the poison to Hermione, Loren asked with a smile: "The difficulty of this bottle of poison is to determine which poisons are in it. The rest is to brew the antidote according to the type of poison. Which part are you responsible for?"

"I'll judge the poison."

Hermione took the poison and immediately lay on the table to analyze it, her expression focused.

The girl has completely mastered the knowledge in the book. In fact, she is better at brewing poisons step by step. Identifying poisons is her weakness, but she chooses difficult ones. Classwork is not about challenging problems, and there is Luo. Lun has all the details.

The little witch who entered the state unscrewed the cork of the bottle, dipped a glass rod into a little poison and applied it on the parchment paper. First, she analyzed the composition of the poison from the aspects of color, viscosity, turbidity, smell and impurity particles, and then poured some into the crucible. Judging by the boiling state and steam characteristics, the last step is to take out the wand and release the appearance technique...

Write down the potions you identified one by one.

Other students in the class followed similar steps, except that they mostly worked in pairs, checking for each other's omissions and filling in the gaps, and the progress was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Loren looked around and found that these poisons were basically based on simple poisons, with other toxic substances added. The only difference was that the living hell decoction was replaced with scabies medicine, and the plant-based poisonous tentacles and belladonna were replaced with animal-based ones. of mucus or venom, in several combinations.

Gee, Professor Slughorn is a bit lazy...

Harry and Ron at the next table were progressing slowly. This kind of analytical question tested the students' comprehensive mastery of all potions knowledge in previous years. There was no way to take shortcuts by relying on one or two tips. Harry could only guess slowly based on his weak basic knowledge of potions, and Ron couldn't help much.

After listing scabies potions and mandrake root juice in their notebooks, the pair's progress stalled.

Ron held the quill and pretended to write on the paper. He turned around and asked softly: "Did the Half-Blood Prince really not give any hints?"

"No." Harry sighed in frustration.

Ron looked at the bright pink poison and licked his lips. He had a brilliant idea, but it wasn't very safe.

Harry opened the tried-and-tested "Advanced Potion Making" to the chapter "Antide to Poison" and stared at Gorbalot's third law in a daze.

Perhaps the Half-Blood Prince didn't think there was any difficulty here, the blank spaces were clean and there were no comments, and those defining printed sentences were exactly as Hermione recited them.

In fact, he has memorized this passage. If we only focus on his mastery of this book, he would be among the top in the class. However, the analysis questions mainly test the knowledge of the previous few years. At that time, he had not met the Half-Blood Prince. .

Hermione at the next table was casting a spell on the crucible, but she couldn't tell what spell was used, because she was now very good at silent spells. The spell acted on the poison liquid and separated various pure single poisons.

Loren also took action, took out the medicinal materials from the locker in front, lit the cauldron, and began to brew the antidote.

"well……"

Harry sighed dejectedly.

I have only been an outstanding student for one semester, but I didn't expect that I would be exposed today.

Slughorn will see clearly the nature of his scumbag, and by then he will completely alienate himself, making it even more difficult to extract memories.

Just when Harry was scratching his head in distress, he caught a glimpse of something crawling on the page. He turned around and looked carefully, and found that there was a scrawled sentence in the margin to the right of the poison and antidote chart:

"Just stick a bezoar down your throat."

"Were there words here just now?"

Harry blinked his light green eyes and did not dwell too much on this issue. He immediately realized that his class assignment was in place. Snape had mentioned bezoar in the first Potions class. Goat Stones in the stomach can resist many poisons.

"Two minutes left, everyone!"

"Time's up!"

"Okay, now let me see how you did!"

Slughorn began to patrol the classroom, walking slowly past the students' workstations, checking the various antidotes.

Brace's team failed to analyze all the types of poisons and barely passed the test.

The antidote in Ernie's group was not concentrated enough to be considered good.

As expected, Loren and Hermione received excellent results, and their poison analysis and antidote preparation were both perfect.

Slughorn finally walked to Harry's desk, glanced at his cauldron, and frowned his gray eyebrows: "I want to say, this is not your level, Harry..."

Harry silently stretched out his hand, and in his palm lay the piece of feces.

"How brave of you, kid!"

Slughorn looked down for ten seconds and suddenly laughed, "Oh, I can't tell you that you are wrong. Of course fecal stone works, but it can't cure all poisons, and it is very rare, so It is useful to know how to prepare antidotes...researching potions requires a creative and independent spirit, and you are very much like your mother!"

"Ten points from Gryffindor for your courage in taking risks!"

When the bell rang, Harry deliberately lagged behind and politely asked Slughorn about antidotes and poisons. The professor also tirelessly answered the questions, and the scene was very harmonious.

After a few months, Harry once again won Slughorn's favor.

…

Friday, afternoon.

Gryffindor common room.

Loren was sitting in his old position, at the small round table next to the window. He had an excellent view. Looking out the window, he could see new sprouts sprouting from the lawn of the venue. The crisp green color stretched all the way to the lake. The breeze rippled, and the lake reflected the sky. Further away is the lush Forbidden Forest and the distant mountains.

Next to her was Hermione, who was immersed in writing. She had discussed some results with Professor Bubaji some time ago and planned to write them into formal papers and submit them to some magazines or journals.

Since the two began to communicate and discuss a few years ago, they have published more than a dozen articles like this. Although Muggle studies is not an important academic direction in Britain, in some small circles, Hermione Granger has accumulated Some reputation, from time to time there will be letters and exchanges from some old wizards and scholars in related fields.

The quill made a rustling sound on the parchment, and the ink had a certain smell. The girl raised her head, her skin was fair, and the tender down on her ears could be seen. With such a view, I can brew a pot of tea that I don’t know what it’s called, and it tastes delicious even without adding sugar.

The room became more lively. Seamus and Dean moved away the sofa and tea table, made a small space, put up an old-fashioned wooden circle, and were practicing Apparition over and over again.

"I have to try to soften Slughorn up before I ask him about Voldemort, right?

"It's best to let him think I've forgotten the Horcrux for the time being. It's best to make him feel a sense of security first, and then drink the Elixir of Fortune and attack suddenly... This is the technique Hagrid taught me.

"Hey, did you hear what I said?"

Harry turned to look at his friends. The two who were in love didn't look at them, and Ron was also absent-minded, watching Seamus and Dean stupidly spinning around over and over again.

"What are you looking at? There is anti-Apparition magic inside the school. No matter how much you practice, it will be useless."

"At least tomorrow in class, the movements will be more proficient." Ron said as he moved closer and joined the movement practice.

"..."

Harry thought for a while and felt that what he said made some sense, so he stood up and took an old-fashioned wooden hoop and followed them to circle in place.

The four of them acted silly together, and in an instant, the lounge was filled with silly atmosphere.

The other students did not dare to approach.

"Slurp..." Loren sipped his tea, caught a strand of the girl's hair with his fingertips, and admired the scenery outside, the beautiful scenery around him, and the wonders over there. He was dazzled and overwhelmed.

He could not see it all.

Maybe he was tired or dizzy, Seamus stopped and walked towards this side unsteadily, looking at Loren, then at Hermione, holding the chair to slow down: "Loren, the teacher in the Ministry of Magic said that the most important thing about Apparition is goal, determination and calmness. The other content is not as complete as Hermione's notes. I don't understand..."

Hermione raised her head: "Don't understand?"

Loren let go of her hair: "Tell me about it."

"..."

Seamus scratched his head, and inexplicably felt that he was asking the professor a question: "It's about the casting process. In the lower grades, Professor Flitwick didn't explain the principles too much when teaching spells, but he would emphasize the key points of casting to us, such as the trajectory of the wand tip, the tone of the spell, etc., and when it comes to Apparition, it's 3D, which is weird."

Hermione showed a thoughtful expression.

Loren was also sorting out his thoughts.

Apparition is different from other magic. It is derived from ancient magic and involves space, soul and body...The last one that was so complicated was the Patronus Charm, but the Patronus Charm is safer and there is no danger no matter how you practice it.

The teaching method of the Ministry of Magic cannot be said to be wrong. Putting aside the obscure principles and letting students practice directly, those with talent can naturally learn, and those without talent can stay away from this dangerous magic.

"Can you tell me any tricks?"

Seamus blinked and looked at them, "You don't need to tell me the principles or anything, as long as you can have a direction, tell me what is right and what is wrong, and have a standard action to refer to, it would be the best."

"Correct..."

Loren raised his eyebrows, "I have an idea, but it has not been verified, and it is not guaranteed to be useful."

"You say!"

"Close your eyes when you practice."

"Close your eyes?"