"Boom!" The huge explosion seemed to cause the whole house to shake a few times, but it wasn't Malfoy's experiment that went wrong, someone else was to blame. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Pa...... Miss Parkinson, Kreacher suggests that you cook simply in the Muggle way for the time being!" In the basement kitchen, Kreacher stood behind Pansy, trembling and stammering, the girl in front of him was so destructive when cooking that Kreacher wondered if he would give his life in these explosions.

Just then, the accident happened again.

With a "boom", a heavy kitchen knife that had been sharpened suddenly lost control, flew towards Kreacher, slashed through his scalp, and then nailed straight to the wall behind Kreacher, revealing that the blade of the knife was still shaking and trembling, and after a while, it was calm again.

"Kreacher is going to tell Master Malfoy! Miss Parkinson is destroying his property!" Kreacher said in horror, his body trembling uncontrollably.

What he hoped for was to be beheaded by his master and hung on the wall when he was too old to work, and now he could face a death at any time, which was not what he wanted.

"What's going on?" Malfoy pushed open the basement door, looking at everything in front of him with some blankness, not knowing what was going on.

"Miss Parkinson asked Kreacher to teach her how to cook! Master Malfoy promised yesterday, but Kreacher had no choice but to do so! Kreacher failed to teach her! Please punish him!" said Kreacher with a wincing face, even though the fault was not at all his, but the instinct of the house-elf made him admit his mistake.

"I think I already know what's going on here. Malfoy ignored Kreacher's self-talk, and instead looked blankly at the girl in front of her, who knew she had made a mistake and bowed her head like an ostrich.

"I just want to learn how to cook. Pansy buried her head on the floor, her hands behind her back, and said with little confidence that her motives were not so simple.

However, in this case where he had already made a mistake, the weakness of his heart became natural, and Malfoy did not have the slightest suspicion at all.

"Let's start with the basics. That's all Malfoy could say, he now knew what Pansy had made to him that little request yesterday, and if he didn't stop it, he might have the whole house over.

"Okay, okay, I see, you can go about it, this kitchen is now my territory. Pansy's face became hotter and hotter as she swallowed the words, put her hands on Malfoy's shoulders, and pushed him in the opposite direction, urging him to get out of here.

"Okay then, but I suggest you don't use magic yet. Malfoy took one last look at the messy kitchen and said helplessly.

"I know!" said Pansy, impatiently, and pushed Malfoy out of the door step by step, slamming it shut with a muffled thud.

Pansy was afraid that Malfoy would get to the bottom of it and ask her why she wanted to learn how to cook, and then she would probably behave unnaturally and be exposed.

And the biggest "crisis" in front of her has passed, and she has regained her domineering appearance.

"How dare you sue!" Pansy crossed her hands on her hips and stared viciously at Kreacher, who was still trembling in front of her.

"So I'm going to punish you and teach me until I learn! Pansy said with a wrinkled nose.

Kreacher looked frightened, his body shuddering, and he could now imagine what he was going to experience in the rest of his life.

Malfoy, meanwhile, made his way up the stairs to the third floor, which had several bedrooms, one of which he had earlier converted into a laboratory for him to concoct potions and experiment with new spells.

There was originally a small wooden bed and a blank oil painting frame in this room, but now they have been moved out, and a large, square light-colored wooden platform has been replaced in the center of the room, which is full of bottles and cans of various ** medicines, and a crucible has been erected in one corner, and in front of the wooden platform is a somewhat rough stone bench.

In the corners of the room are two large mahogany cabinets, several rows of bookshelves, and a tattered magic doll, the upper body is waving its arms, and the face is only perfunctory with a black brush dotted with eyes, nose and mouth, like a child's stick figure, and the lower body is not, replaced by a thick copper spring.

This is a tool used to experiment with magic, and it is impossible to cast a spell on the wall all the time, and the puppet is also subjected to a powerful permanent recovery charm, as long as it is not irreparably damaged all at once, the damage taken will automatically recover over time.

Now one of the puppet's fingers is wriggling on the ground, ready to be reconnected.

Malfoy didn't pay attention, he had cautiously tried a lot of the spells that Salazar Slytherin had given him, and they worked well.

Both of them are not taboo about black magic, and those who teach teach each other, and those who learn it, even if they can't understand it immediately, have memorized it with their strong memory.

The potion in the crucible on the wooden platform is calmly maintaining its proper state, blue and faint, like a calm lake, even if the fire under the crucible is so unrestrained burning, the medicine inside has not moved at all.

"Salamander's blood," Malfoy muttered, then pulled out a glass bottle filled with red liquid, uncorked it with his thumb, and spilled the entire vial of blood into the pot with a wave of his hand.

The blue, crystalline liquid mixed in with a splash of bright red, then began to boil violently, rolling, and smoke of various colors began to spiral up and fill the room.

"Whether it's true or not, always give it a try. Malfoy whispered as if to himself, stirring the potion with a silver spoon, his hand moving in a regular clockwise motion, but after a while, it suddenly switched to counterclockwise.

His hands are like an instrument controlled by a mechanical workpiece, and the standard is not compromised in the slightest.

This potion is very important to him.

According to the recipe for the potion that Salazar Slytherin left him, he said it could enhance the magic of wizards.

Salazar did not give a name to this potion, even if it was invented by him, because it was not in circulation, there was no need to name it.

If he had made it public back then, it would have been a cross-generational initiative.

What determines the strength of a wizard? It is nothing more than knowledge, will, talent, these things.

The knowledge is very easy to understand, most of the formally trained wizards will be stronger than the so-called wild wizards, not to mention the experience gained from actual combat, academic and practical combat, people often have the impression that the latter has an advantage, and it seems that the more practice, the more advantage in battle, but even Voldemort has only been able to lay the foundation after seven years of study in the Hogwarts system, and only then did he have that "achievement".

Wizards from "professional classes" have established a systematic learning process, and these experiences can never be achieved by wizards who rely on their own experimentation and exploration.

Of course, due to the existence of the Book of Access and the Pen of Acceptance, the current wild wizards are extinct, and the name of every student with a talent for magic will appear on it, and the Headmaster and Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts can only read it before each class of students enroll.

If Dumbledore hadn't let Voldemort go to school back then, maybe there wouldn't have been so many things after that, maybe the big deal would be one more dark wizard who could be picked up by the Aurors casually.

You know, the concept of Horcruxes, and the in-depth understanding of Horcruxes, all of which took place during Voldemort's time at Hogwarts.

And will, needless to say, when a wizard uses the Avada Death Spell, he not only needs a strong magic power as support, but also needs to have the determination to kill the other party, and other evil spells also need to be strong enough to be effectively released, whether it is a positive Patronus Spell or a negative Drill Heart Spell, the former must have an optimistic and positive attitude, and the latter must be cruel and twisted enough.

Harry's mother was able to block Voldemort's death curse with the passive resistance curse brought by love, and even rebounded back, taking a back seat in the original trajectory, and Mrs. Weasley, who had been a housewife for an unknown number of years, killed Bella when her relatives died and were grief-stricken, which is enough to show that a strong will is very important for every wizard.

Finally, there is talent, here talent refers to the talent of magic, even if you don't mention the squib, the magic of each adult wizard is different, and the way to increase mana, it seems that only with age naturally increases, but this is also related to talent, as if every wizard is born a mine, and with age, magic is developed more and more.

It's cruel, but it's a fact, talent determines the upper limit of what a wizard can achieve.

Look at the gifted wizards, Snape had mastered more spells than seventh year students in his first year of school, Voldemort was able to make Horcruxes when he was a minor, and Dumbledore's former proctor claimed that Dumbledore had done things he couldn't have imagined at that age during his exams.

Generally speaking, genius begins to show itself when he is a teenager, and a wizard with mediocre qualifications will still be mediocre throughout his life.

And in fact, even if he had a prescient mind, even if his intelligence reached a certain level, but in the final analysis, Malfoy's talent was only in the middle and upper class.

The soul wears it, but it is not the body.

And this potion invented by Salazar broke this boundary, and if possible, Muggles who had no magic at all could become wizards, not to mention people who were already wizards, could also rely on this potion to go further.

Salazar Slytherin had a falling out with the other three founders of Hogwarts, and no one knew where he went, not even Malfoy, who had communicated with him not long ago.

But Malfoy knew that in the last years, Salazar's power must be stronger than that of the other three.

Because he has no distractions.

While the other three giants would have toiled for their first class of students and the trivialities of Hogwarts, Salazar Slytherin was alone and embarked on a journey to discover the truth, and his travels and adventures allowed him to uncover more unknown mysteries.

This potion must have been invented after he parted ways with the other three, but in the long history, there has never been a record of this, and the people of Slytherin will keep their heads in the dark, but they will not refuse glory, and I believe that even if Helga Hufflepuff invented this potion, it will not be unknown.

"Yes, drinking this potion will increase the mana, but something even more terrible will happen, ordinary Muggles will gain the same power as wizards if they can drink this potion! At least they can't choose, in a sense, they are innocent, but once this potion spreads, I can't imagine that there will be so many Muggle wizards in the future wizarding society, and they will persecute true pure-blood wizards, so I would rather keep the method of making this potion forever. This is the explanation given by Salazar.

"So, I need you to make an oath that you will not leak anything about this potion under any circumstances. Salazar's somber voice echoed in Malfoy's heart.

But there were no other witnesses. Malfoy said that the unbreakable oath came to his mind immediately, and he had experience with it.

"In addition to unbreakable oaths, there is more magic related to contracts, the older the age, the more important the wizards at that time paid attention to the covenant, the more diverse the contract magic, I also learned a lot of ancient spells in some wizards' relic manuscripts......" Salazar let out a merry laugh disapprovingly, the mention of magic always made him feel happy, this is the pride of a wizard who has pursued the ultimate magic all his life.

The more powerful the potion is, the longer it will take, and this nameless potion that can enhance magic is no exception.

It takes a long wait and complex process to complete.

Fortunately, Malfoy only had to consider these few problems, and the material problem became the easiest to solve.

After all, he didn't have to worry about wealth, whether it was the private collection in his own family or the medicinal herb reserves in Blake's ancestral mansion, he had everything.

Not to mention that after a thousand years, some potions that were precious at the time have now become no longer rare and can be mass-produced.

Times are always advancing, whether wizards or Muggles.