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In the light of the fireplace, a figure wandered in front of the bookshelf, pulling out a book from the bookshelf from time to time and flipping through it quickly, as if looking for something.

"Bang-" Fang Yan put the notebook he had just flipped back into the bookshelf in his hand, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

It's been a week since Dialect and Alice's lakeside conversation. During this time, in addition to attending classes, dialects spend their entire free time looking up materials. The public library of Hogwarts, the private library of Ravenclaw, and the bookshelves of Ravenclaw have gone through all the materials he can find, but he still can't find the slightest clue about the secret magic of Hogwarts.

"All that's left is the forbidden book section." Fang Yan frowned and thought for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh, "If only there was an invisibility cloak!" "It's a pity that the invisibility cloak on the market can't be compared to the one handed down by the Potter family, not only is the time limit limited, but what is even more unbearable is that it can only hide the figure, but it can't hide the fluctuation of magic power. It's okay to use this kind of inferior goods to deceive Muggles, but in the wizarding world, it's simply to find death. Fang Yan felt that he hadn't lived enough.

"It seems that there is no need to think about the magic secret technique in the short term, and we can only wait for the savior to enter the school next year to find a way to see if I can borrow it. And the Philosopher's Stone ......" Fang Yan's eyes suddenly became deep.

Time flies unnoticed, and in the blink of an eye, it's been a month since the dialect came to Hogwarts.

During this time, dialects were so simple that they could be seen in class as usual, and at other times it was difficult for even Ravenclaw students in the same house to know what dialects were doing.

Qiu Zhang felt aggrieved, and she didn't know if Fang Yan was deliberately avoiding her. During this period of time, Fang Yan disappeared directly after class, and she didn't even have a chance to say a word to Fang Yan, so she could only stare at Fang Yan with resentful eyes during class.

Until one time, Fang Yan couldn't stand Qiu Zhang's gaze, and had to reveal his traces during this time.

"What!" Cho Zhang's face was shocked, and his mouth opened wide, "You said you've been doing research with Professor Snape all this time?!" You're not ...... with him" Snape was a professor after all, and Cho Chang was not embarrassed to continue.

"I'm not going to deal with him, am I?" Fang Yan knew what Cho Chang meant, and he didn't shy away from it, after all, the whole school knew that he had hard-hated Snape in Potions class, knowing that it had only been too long since it was forgotten by everyone.

Looking at Qiu Zhang's look of disbelief, Fang Yan reluctantly explained: "Professor Snape is our teacher after all, and he is not a deep hatred, how can he keep hating this." ”

Cho Chang thought about it and thought that it was the same, and Professor Snape did seem to have a much better attitude towards dialects in the last few Potions classes, and Cho Chang tried to ask, "So what research are you doing?" ”

Fang Yan frowned when he heard this, and Qiu Zhang thought that he didn't want to tell him, and his expression couldn't help but darken.

Before she could start to feel sad, she saw Fang Yan speak again: "Well, I have to organize the language...... Autumn, do you know the chemical separation method in Muggle science? "But it was the dialect that I didn't know if Cho Chang knew the knowledge of Muggles.

"Chemical separation?" Sure enough, Cho Zhang looked confused, "I know chemistry is a Muggle subject, but I don't know about it. "Can you expect a little witch who is only eleven years old to know this?

Fang Yan pinched his brow with some headache, "Anyway, you know that's what Muggles use to separate the different components of a thing." ”

Seeing that the little girl was still a little puzzled, he continued to explain: "When I was boiling potions, I found that some of the so-called standard proportions in the potions textbooks were not fully applicable, because each medicinal material we used would have subtle differences in efficacy due to the growth years and environmental influences. ”

"So, I approached Professor Snape after class and asked him if the standard proportions in the Potions textbook were really standard. and whether there is a method or spell in the wizarding world for determining the optimal ratio of potions. ”

"And what did he say?" Qiu Zhang was also interested, and being able to enter Ravenclaw naturally proved that Qiu Zhang's wisdom was not bad, and after listening to Fang Yan's words just now, she also vaguely felt how much impact it would have on the Potions world if there was a way to solve this problem.

Fang Yan smiled wryly, "Naturally, there is." ”

Cho Zhang was puzzled, "So what?" ”

"It's too difficult!" Fang Yan shook his head, "Professor Snape said that the so-called standard ratio is indeed not standard, and there is no way to make all potions the same raw materials, so the ratio used is an approximate number, and it is not marked in the book. The current approach used in the wizarding world is to unify the general condition of the material, for example, pit viper fangs are all made of two-year-old male pit viper fangs, and females can also be used, but special labeling is required. There are ways to accurately calibrate proportions, of course, but they require a great deal of magic to do so, and they are usually used on the most precious potions, or on the rarest alchemical items, such as the Philosopher's Stone. As for ordinary potions, they can only be grasped by the potionsman's own experience. ”

"At this moment, I suddenly remembered that there is a chemical separation method in Muggle science that can completely separate the different components of the potion, so is it possible that the wizarding world can also use this method to separate the key components in the potion, and then determine the effect of its dosage on the potion."

"As soon as I told Professor Snape about the idea, he was immediately intrigued, and I've been working on it with him in his office for most of the past few days, and I've made a lot of progress."

"I see," Qiu Zhang looked at Fang Yan with a shocked expression, but he didn't expect that when his peers were still trembling and studying according to the content of the Potions textbook, he had already jumped out of the shackles of the textbook and started to conduct reformative research, which was really amazing (perverted).

Getting rid of the little trouble Cho Zhang, he came to the Potions office in the basement with a familiar dialect. He knocked on the door, "Who?" Snape's somber voice came from inside the door.

"It's me, Professor." The dialect said aloud.

"Click-" the door opened, "come in." ”

Dialect stepped into the already familiar Potions office and saw Snape staring intently at a crucible, note in hand.

The dialect didn't bother again, and stood quietly waiting for Snape to complete the experiment.

It didn't take long for a "snort" sound, and the swirling potion in the cauldron suddenly emitted a puff of green smoke and a strong pungent smell. Fang Yan couldn't help but be smoked and took two steps back, and his facial features on his little face were wrinkled, it was so stinky!

Obviously, this experiment failed again.

Snape drew his wand with a blank face, and with a spell, the potion vanished.

"Professor." Only then did Fang Yan dare to speak, "What is the reason for this failure?" ”

Snape frowned and thought for a few minutes before he said coldly, "It's nettles!" The high-speed separation potion affects the mana structure in the nettle, and it seems that the speed needs to be reduced. After speaking, he threw the note in his hand to Fang Yan, "This is the record of today's experiment, after reading it, we will start the next experiment immediately." ”

The dialect didn't speak after the note, and just skimmed it quickly.

………………

An hour later, there was silence in the Dean's office at Slytherin House.

Professor Snape and Dialect stared unblinkingly at the experimental cauldron which was a dark-brown liquid that was spinning at high speed.

"It's not enough, Professor Snape, and if you don't show any signs of separation for twenty minutes, it's not enough."

"No, the speed is enough!" Snape stared at the potion in the cauldron, "The potion I use dissolves nettles into a liquid, and it has been proven that it doesn't have any effect on nettles other than that, but this potion has a palliative-like ingredient, no one has done this kind of separation before, so this property has not been discovered, but I guess this potion will reduce the separation of nettle components, and the speed must be enough." And no matter how fast it is, the magic structure in the nettle will be affected again as it was in the last experiment, which is the optimal rate, and wait another ten minutes. ”

Fang Yan took a notebook and wrote down Professor Snape's words, and these days, he had memorized a thick book of notes, from the principles of potions to their configuration, to the enhancement and weakening of potions, to the preservation of potions, a Potions master could have helped him unimaginably. Of course, this is also because the accumulation of dialects in basic theories is rich enough.

Ten minutes later, Professor Snape looked at the liquid in the cauldron in shock, and his voice trembled a little: "Layered, really layered, one gray, one red, one gold, this ...... What a miracle! ”

"Huh-" Fang Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. The high-intensity experiments of these days have really tired him enough, and now they have finally come to fruition.

Looking at Snape's excited appearance, Fang Yan's heart was much calmer. He knew that this line of thinking was absolutely correct, so he had been mentally prepared. Dialects had tried to separate before, but that required a lot of potion skill, and the dialect itself wasn't good enough to do the job. But now, with Professor Snape, the Potions Master, the job is done.

"Congratulations, Professor Snape, this is a great discovery!" Fang Yan said with a smile.

Professor Snape had a distinct smile on his face, one of joy at the discovery of new areas, but he shook his head, "It's my congratulations, Mr. Abbot, it's a great discovery, although there's still a lot of work to be done." ”

Fang Yan saluted: "I wonder if I can have such an honor to complete the next work with the professor again?" ”

Snape's smile retracted, and he returned to his usual cold and empty expression: "Yes, it's still this time of the week. ”

"Thank you, Professor!" Fang Yan had a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden, learning from Snape had shown how far he had come in potions these days, and it would be nice to be able to continue learning. "Then I won't bother you, Professor."

Snape nodded, silently watching the figure of Fang Yan disappear, and couldn't help but sigh, even he had to admit that this Sean Abbott was a real genius!