Madam Pomfrey was not interested in potions that were not about healing, but she was reluctant to listen to what he wanted to make after McGoth told her that Professor Sprout had asked him to come and ask her.

Madam Pomfrey frowned and muttered for a moment after hearing his thoughts,

"If you want to achieve the desired effect, this potion may not be what you can develop now, in addition to the materials, you better learn some magic spells about the properties of potions and understand the process of making some strange potions. Otherwise, it would be a waste of material just to try with various herbs. ”

As she spoke, she glanced up at McGoss, and continued after noticing that he didn't show a look of frustration or giving up.

"Since the potion effect is to keep people awake in dreams, you need to learn about the spells that make people dream, and you need to master a few more spells like the Sleepy Charm, and you also need to master the spells that keep you awake.

If you do that, come back to me, and I'll try to work on the potion with you, but I suggest you don't waste your time on it, because I have no idea what it would be good to make. Also, I hope you'll be able to study it after the fifth year, after all, you don't have enough knowledge to support the potion now. ”

After being hit by Madam Pomfrey like this, it would be a complete lie to me to say that I was not discouraged, and I finally came up with a good idea, but it turned out to be so ambitious. After coming out of the school hospital, he couldn't help but sigh, after all, his foundation is not good, although his current knowledge of magic is not low, but some of them only know what they are. At this time, he suddenly understood why Hermione had to go to so many classes, but if he had that magic item, he estimated that he would not be able to take it to all kinds of classes, after all, his memory was limited, and he should not be able to receive all kinds of different knowledge infinitely.

Thinking about it, he suddenly touched the herbs that Sprout had given him, and felt that even if he followed Pomfrey's advice, he would at least squander the materials, what if he accidentally succeeded? Although the possibilities are infinitely close to zero.

Then he was going to go to the library to find some magic books on herbs, and he couldn't just make potions from just one material.

Mrs. Pince took the sadomasochistic love that McGoster had asked people to find, and flipped a few pages casually, judging by her slightly changed expression, she should be quite satisfied. Then, knowing his request, he was given the names of several books.

Finding a few books and placing them on the table, McGossmo worked on his hands until just before dinner. A few hours of hard work paid off, and he found several materials in the book that had a similar effect. One is a vine plant that likes to grow in the dark and has metal mines nearby, called the purple magic vine, which is said to be dangerous in the book, and is very good at camouflage, and has a strong paralyzing effect, which will make the target hallucinate. One is a lotus flower that grows in water, which can only be found in inaccessible lakes, and it must be picked with magical props, otherwise it will become an ordinary lotus flower after being picked. There is also a thorn that is actually a thorn, which is not the content of the book, but the content that I don't know who wrote next to it with a pen in the section about paralyzing herbs.

After recording these three, he returned one of the books he had already read, and he was going to take the others back to read slowly. Mrs. Pince was a little unhappy that he had borrowed several books at once, but for the sake of what he had given her, she agreed that he should take them with her.

Over dinner, Harry told him that Lupin had agreed to teach him the Patronus Charm, but that he would have to wait a few days, he had been a bit busy lately.

"What's wrong with your potion?"

"Don't mention it." Magos shook his head and sighed,

"Maybe not, Madam Pomfrey is very unfavorable, she thinks that the potion I conceived is not easy and not something I can make right now."

Hermione curiously asked what kind of potion it was, and after knowing the effect, she felt the same as Pomfrey, and felt that it was meaningless.

"Let me try a few times first, if it doesn't work at all, I'll have to think of other ways."

After dinner, McGoth wanted to go back and continue his book, but Snape asked him to visit his office.

McGoth walked into the gloomy office with some trepidation, he was very suspicious that Snape would find a way to make him suffer a little, such as starting the Occlumency test again, or continuing the actual combat training?

"I suddenly had an idea about the Elixir." While McGoth was still thinking nonsense, Snape spoke.

When McGoth heard this, he instantly threw away all kinds of thoughts, he really wondered why the elixir he made turned into a negative elixir. It was made in strict accordance with the content of the book, and with Snape's guidance, there was no reason for such a big change.

"Do you know why?"

Snape gave him a faint look,

"It's going to take your cooperation."

McGoth nodded repeatedly, he guessed that Snape might want him to make the elixir on the spot, although it took a long time, but it was not a problem, as long as there was a wizard who knew how to make the elixir to watch, in case he didn't have time, wouldn't he still have him.

Snape looked at Magos unwarily and sneered at his wand and cast a Fixation Charm on him.

McGoth's face was stunned and he was frozen in place, unable to move, and could only express his innocence with his eyes. He couldn't understand why Snape had done it all of a sudden.

"This idea requires a little bit of something in you, and it's safest to do so in order to prevent you from resisting and refusing." Snape's flat tone sounded like a bolt from the blue to McGoth.

'A little bit of yourself?' ’

McGoth looked at Snape in shock, feeling that he was now a guinea pig, about to face the fate of being sliced and studied.

He tried to struggle, but unfortunately he remained motionless. He wanted to tell Snape that there was something to say, and there was no need to use force.

When Snape walked up to him, he nervously watched his next move, afraid that he would actually take out a handful and find a slice of meat on him.

Snape sneered as he watched as McGoth stood with feigned composure in his eyes, and slowly pulled out a large needle.

McGoth looked at the needle used on the pig, his eyes froze, and then he spun in a frantic circle to refuse.

Snape was completely indifferent to his gestures, and firmly plunged the needle into his veins to draw blood.

McGoth wanted to close his eyes and not look at this terrible scene, but he couldn't, so he could only watch as Snape filled the large needle with blood.

When Snape pulled the needle out, he looked at the syringe filled with his own blood, and his heart ached and he couldn't breathe, feeling like he had been hollowed out.