Chapter 1368: Reward

Do you believe in luck?

Do you consider yourself a lucky person?

Not everyone believes in luck, but they can't deny that there are always many unexpected things in life.

From the beginning of birth, everyone faces countless such uncertain changes, until they finally return to the embrace of death.

Some of these changes will make things better for you, and some will make things worse.

The probability of encountering good or bad things is luck.

The class listened intently to Slughorn, their eyes falling on the golden liquid inside the cauldron.

In a sense, the Elixir is a very anti-heaven elixir.

Since there is no way to deny the existence of luck, people have been studying how to make themselves more lucky throughout the ages.

Everyone has their own way to improve their luck, such as choosing numbers, colors, patterns, and so on that have special meanings.

This kind of thing was very common among Muggles and wizards. The reason for the birth of prophetic divination is the same, shamans hope to foresee the ethereal future through magic, and then make the right choice to ward off evil spirits.

Either way, there are big changes and may not be useful.

Luck, like the future, is not a certain thing in the first place.

But as long as there is a magic elixir, luck is no longer illusory.

It becomes something that can really be improved, and taking the elixir will make people more fortunate and encounter good things.

It's a potion against the sky, and in a way, it can even change the fate of a person's life.

Make a "lucky" choice at a critical moment, and things can change dramatically.

The Elixir is one such potion that makes you lucky, a life-changing, future-changing potion.

"Professor, have you ever taken this potion?" asked Michael Turner with great interest.

"Yes, I've taken it twice in my life. Slughorn said, staring into the distance in a trance, a wistful expression on his face, "Once at twenty-four, once at fifty-seven." I took two spoonfuls at breakfast, and those two days were perfect! Believe me, that's life, it's a feeling of being in control, and you can succeed in whatever you do......"

His voice was full of nostalgia, whether he was acting or not, the effect was very tempting.

"Alright, alright!" Slughorn said as if returning to reality, "let's get on with the lesson, and by the way, I've decided to make it a prize for this lesson." I must be reminded that this potion is almost unavailable in the outside world, so this opportunity is rare!

There was silence in the classroom, and every bubbling and boiling sound of the surrounding potions seemed to be amplified tenfold.

"A little bottle of elixir!" Slughorn pulled out a small corked glass bottle from his pocket and held it up to the class, "it will bring twelve hours of good luck, and from dawn to dark, whatever you do will be auspicious." However, I must remind you that elixirs are forbidden to be used in organized competitions, such as athletic competitions, exams, or campaigns. Therefore, whoever gets the prize can only use it on a normal day, and wait to see how extraordinary that day will become! ”

The elixir only makes people luckier to a certain extent and makes things work out for the better. It's not that just taking it will really succeed in whatever you do, such as Malfoy's assassination of Dumbledore, or Harry's killing of Voldemort, which is already doomed to fail, no matter how much you drink the elixir.

Despite this, Slughorn's desired effect had been achieved, and everyone became interested in the elixir.

Together, he became interested in his course and how to get this small vial of elixir.

To be honest, Aven's interest in this small bottle of potion was not too high, the key was that he could make it himself.

The most difficult part of making the elixir is not the complicated process, but in the collection of raw materials, there are several herbs in it that are very rare, not that they can be bought with money, and often as soon as they appear on the market, they will be bought at a high price, and they would rather be collected and stored.

This wasn't a problem for Aven, and don't forget, Keresis had robbed Snape's herb pantry and given him everything.

Although Snape did not look like he was very rich, he was by no means ambiguous when it came to potions and various raw materials......

And judging from the current situation, Evan feels that he is very lucky, and the things he wants to change are not affected by the elixir.

If Snape's textbook really worked, then Harry would have gotten the vial. That's what Evan really cared about, getting a copy of Snape's research notes on potions was much more valuable than any elixir.

"So!" said Slughorn in high spirits, his gaze glancing over each student, "how can you win this wonderful prize of mine?" I know it's more complicated than anything you've ever done before, and I don't expect anyone to make a perfect potion. However, the one who does the best will win the vial. Alright, let's get started!"

As soon as his words fell, only a harsh scraping sound was heard, and everyone pulled the crucible in front of them, and then the sound of clanging and putting weights on the scales, and no one spoke, and the highly concentrated attention of the classmates was simply within reach.

Evan unhurriedly handled his sleepy beans as he watched Harry's movements.

He didn't look at the tattered textbook with a frown, as the others did, looking puzzled.

To Evan's left, Hermione was moving much faster than usual.

It can be seen that she wants to get that small bottle of elixir, and this year's Christmas gift has been lost!

Hermione's birthday is September 19th, considering the production time, if you want to make a magic potion before that day and give it to him when the time comes, it is estimated that it will be too late, so you can only save it for Christmas, as for the birthday gift, Evan can give herself to Hermione, such as turning into a cat and hiding under her quilt to surprise her or something......

Unlike Aven's laid-back, Harry felt like he was going crazy, and he looked at the textbook in front of him in annoyance. He originally thought that the textbook was still dirty and broken, only to find that the previous owner of the textbook had scribbled everywhere on the book, so that the blank space of each page was as black as the place where the potion was printed......