"Really, how did you come up with that?" Phoenix was intrigued. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Actually, the idea was the idea of one of your ancestors, I just tried it. "Hermione's book was littered with changes to the original text, making the margins of each page as black as the place where the potions were printed.

She believed that the potion was stirred to allow the ingredients to give full play to their effects, so stirring in one direction might not be optimal, and stirring counterclockwise after a certain number of times would achieve twice the result with half the effort. In the few days you weren't there, I tried several potions and they all worked. Maybe I'll be able to find a universal theory of potion operation based on her. ”

"She?"

"Looking at the handwriting, I think she's a woman. Hermione said cheerfully.

Ten minutes later, the entire classroom was filled with a pale blue vapor. Needless to say, the ones who have made the most progress are Hermione, Phoenix, and Philip. Their potion was already a "well-blended, brown-colored liquid," which the book says was ideal for halfway through the potion.

Everyone is constantly looking at what the other students are doing, which is both a plus and a bad thing in Potions class, and it's hard not to let others see what you're doing.

Despite Hermione's guidance, Phoenix's first attempt was not perfect, and the color of his potion was a little worse than Hermione's. Turning his head to Philip's cauldron, he was laboriously slicing the sleepy beans into slices, which were still dark purple.

However, the Living Hell Potion is not a difficult potion for PA members.

Phoenix had already started the final stirring, and by the way, he was talking to Hermione.

"Did you know that you are really related to Hertock Dagworth Granger, the founder of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association? ”

"What?" Hermione froze there.

"Your great-great-grandfather, one of his sons, was a Squib and was kicked out of the house. "He quickly integrated into Muggle society, and after graduating from Cambridge, opened a dentist's office, which passed down to your father." ”

"How do you know in such detail?" Hermione, completely forgetting that her potion still needed to be stirred.

"Because I'm so close to you, it's almost close to you. Hermione's face flushed, "They want to investigate, and your relationship with Hertok is purely unintentional, and I don't pay attention to it." ”

"They think—" Hermione was slightly nervous.

"It's a little worried, because of the bloodline," Phoenix's potion is close to the finished product, "If the bloodline is too pure, it will inherit a disease, the blood curse, which is a terminal disease. But they were worried that you were a pure-blood descendant of Hertok, so that our children would probably suffer from this disease, which would lead to the extinction of my heir. I think some people have great expectations for that. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about. Phoenix didn't notice Hermione's demeanor or tone.

"Really, one of my aunts became ill when she was ten years old and died a few months later. The hereditary nature of the blood curse is usually intergenerational, but people don't know if it's a curse or some kind of hereditary disease. So the British - I mean the English wizards really value bloodline so much that they don't even want their lives. ”

"That's not what I'm talking about. Hermione's voice was very low.

"Oh—well," Phoenix understood, "then don't have children, listen to you." ”

Hermione gave him a hard blow with a hammer.

At the last moment, everyone tried desperately to make their potion look more like the thing, constantly making all kinds of noises.

"Alright, it's time!" Slughorn exclaimed, "Please stop stirring!"

Phoenix looked at Hermione's cauldron with satisfaction. Her potion was a little worse than his, due to the lack of a few stirrings.

Slughorn walked slowly between the tables, taking turns checking each cauldron. He didn't make any comments, except to stir it once in a while, or lean in and sniff it.

"Oh my God, I can't imagine anyone really made it out. When he saw the contents of Philip's cauldron, he had a look of surprise on his face. "Can you tell me your name?"

"Philippe Falkenhausen, sir. ”

"Falkenhausen - is it the son of Alexander Falkenhausen, Abbot of St. Mungo?"

"It's my father, and he often talks about you, thanking you for your kindness. Philip nodded yes.

"Nothing," Slughorn said with a satisfied look on his face, and chatted with Philip for a while before continuing to look at the next potion.

He walked over to Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ernie's table. He smiled wryly at the tarry pile in Ron's pot, and walked over to the blue mixture that Ernie had boiled out. When he saw the contents of Harry's cauldron, a look of unbelievable joy appeared on his face again.

Finally, Hermione and Phoenix's potions are also exceptionally good.

"God, I didn't expect so many people to brew a living hell potion. Slughorn shouted at the class in disbelief, "From the looks of it, the four of you are really equal. ”

"In this case, how can we tell if potions are good or bad?" he looked at Hermione expectantly.

"The Digro test. "Hermione lived up to expectations.

"Exactly. To paraphrase the current scenario, I need to throw an equal amount of dung stone into the crucible," he found a small cardboard box with "dung stone" scrawled on it from the storage cabinet.

Using magic to divide the dung stone into small pieces, the dung stone has entered the crucible and immediately changes drastically. The dung stone in Harry's crucible was the first to disappear, showing the amazing toxicity of the potion, Hermione and Phoenix were equally matched, and Philip's potion was a little discolored, meaning that the medicine had been dissolved a little by the dung stone.

"Winner!" he exclaimed to the class in the basement classroom, "Excellent, great, Harry! God, you obviously inherited your grandfather's talent, and Follmont was creative in Potions class! You didn't follow the book exactly, and I'm sure you made some changes that greatly increased the toxicity of the Living Hell Potion. Here, take it—I'll give you a bottle of Elixir and make good use of it!"

Hermione looked incredulous and disappointed, and Philip was stunned, staring at Harry's cauldron. If the winner is produced among the three of them, it is normal. Slughorn's appreciation, and Harry's ability to show his talent for potions after ending Snape's injustice. It is possible to directly change Ribatias Polage's writing of Advanced Potions Making, which is probably difficult for even Professor Slughorn to do.

After leaving the classroom, Hermione rushed to Harry to ask for clarification.

"Something must be wrong. "He must have cheated, and he would never have modified Poracci at his level." ”

He snorted in disbelief.

Phoenix was also puzzled by this, Harry's Potions class had never been successful, could it be that after changing teachers, his Potions talent was revealed. However, he had grown up in a Muggle family, and if he had grown up in a wizarding family, with his family talent, he would have made some improvements to potions in the sixth or seventh year. (To be continued.) )