Chapter 344: Special Cases

"What are you going to do?" Tolkien watched as Zhao Mai picked up the weeping herb, first put it under his nose and sniffed it, then bit down on it with his teeth and began to chew. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info: "This thing is poisonous! Spit it out!" he immediately picked up the emetic he had just prepared and handed it over.

"It's okay, I'm not going to be poisoned. Zhao Mai wrapped the contents of his mouth with the Natural Force, and then slowly experienced its medicinal properties. After that, he took a sip of the emetic and carefully experienced it in the same way.

In this way, Zhao Mai tasted all the raw materials needed for emetics one by one, and carefully compared them with the ingredients of emetics. As the control of the natural force becomes stronger and stronger, the druids will gradually break away from their original "humans" after learning to transform into other biological forms, and toxin immunity is a universal ability of the druids at this stage.

On top of this, the druids were able to further refine this ability, such as using the Force of Nature to analyze the toxicity and medicinal properties of plants and animals. This is actually closely related to the ability to transform, and the druids who turn into poisonous snakes also have the same fangs and venom glands as snakes, and the druids who turn into puffer fish also have the same deliciousness and danger. One of the keys is understanding and the other is imitation, and this is within the capabilities of the Natural Force.

However, the Force of Nature will not make Zhao Mai a chemist, nor will it automatically provide him with the optimal potion formula. He first concocted it according to the method in the textbook, tasted each step again, used his own body to experience the process of drug manufacturing, and analyzed which ingredient played the most important role, whether each step brought out the effectiveness of the most important ingredient, and whether it could be improved.

He's like an analyzer, and his knowledge of potions from the Masters in Westeros has led him to the door, the wizarding world's recipes provide the basic path, and the psychic ability gives him the ability to manipulate potions with extreme precision. Tolkien could only control the accuracy of the material to about a few grams, but Zhao Mai was ten or even a hundred times more accurate than him with the help of his psychic ability. Originally, Zhao Mai was able to divide one experimental material into more than 30 parts in proportion and do 30 smaller-scale experiments. He constantly improves the efficiency of every step, step by step. By the time it got dark, after more than two hundred iterations, he had completed version 24.0 of the emetic potion, and the efficacy had almost reached the limit of this formula.

However, the operation method he used was very different from the method in the book, except that the raw materials were the same, it was not a potion at all.

Tolkien licked a drop of emetic with his tongue, and then immediately couldn't take it anymore and threw up holding the trash can on the ground. Zhao Mai used the Force of Nature to help him control his body's reactions, and then helped him to his feet. Tolkien wiped his mouth: "This ...... This thing has a lot of medicinal power, it's so strong!"

"I'll just take it as if you're complimenting me. Zhao Mai helped him to the chair and said, "I found something very strange: this potion exerts the power of the material itself, not the ability of the spell. ā€

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, excluding the process of using magic to manipulate the preparation, this potion can be configured by ordinary people, and it is not necessary to have the ability to cast spells. Zhao Mai then turned the book to the next page: "Let's see if the next potion is the same." ā€

The two of them were busy until late at night, and they didn't hurry back to their dorms until Hogwarts lights out time. They experimented with three potions that day, and Zhao Mai used similar methods to find ways to enhance the effectiveness of the drugs. The next day, Zhao Mai found Professor Dumbledore after class with questions.

He has an office of his own, which is small but quite comfortable. In the middle of the roof is an orange ball lamp, and next to it is a small blue ball that rotates around it, presumably taking the symbolism of the sun and the earth. The huge bookcase rises to near the ceiling, and the books on the high level can be seen at the sun and the earth, while the gilded text on the spine is easily distinguishable in the light.

Dumbledore was surrounded by bookshelves. He had a huge desk cluttered with scrolls, letters, stationery, specimens, potions, and models. When Zhao Jinjin came in, he was glaring at the table: "Stand neatly, we have guests here." ā€

The things on the table didn't move at all, but the chair across the desk came over by itself, and as he moved, he shook off the old dressing gown hanging from the back of the chair so that Zhao Mai could sit comfortably. "I've been wondering when you're coming to me, but I really didn't expect it to be today, and it seems that my prophecy is still as bad as it was in the past. He smiled at Zhao Mai and said, "I know the trouble you and Addo are having, but I'm sorry, I have applied, but the school's examination committee is currently unwilling to change the rules." ā€

"Exam boards?"

"Yes, the examination board I'm talking about is the principal. Dumbledore reached out his slender fingers and rummaged through the table, "Ah, here, I remember leaving a bag of candy behind." Pure chocolate, not Bibi Beans. ā€

"Thank you. Zhao Mai took a chocolate candy and threw it into his mouth. The sugar has been a bit old for a long time, and it has a bit of a dusty feeling on it, but everything else is fine, and the sweet aroma quickly fills the mouth. "Doesn't the Headmaster want the two of us to pass the exam?"

"Oh no, he's not targeting the two of you, I can assure you. Dumbledore said, "The exams that are now in use have been in place for decades, and this is how generations of wizards have taken them. While it can't be said to be absolutely correct, there is at least a fixed standard. Too many people are paying attention to you students right now, and if you propose to change the screening criteria at this time, it will attract too much unwanted attention to the school. Moreover, the matter must be reported to the Ministry of Magic, and even if the Ministry of Magic approves the change, the exam will have already been completed by then. ā€

Zhao Mai nodded, Dumbledore said very realistically, it is indeed difficult to change the rules. However, he can also see that even if he fails the exam, he just can't stay at Hogwarts to study, it doesn't mean that he can't study.

"The situation of Addo is very interesting, and the situation is very clear, the only words he can say are the words Ado, but the meaning of the expression is no different from that of ordinary people, so he can perform magic. Some magical creatures have a similar phenomenon when casting spells, and the ancient dragons recorded in ancient books used the language of dragons to perform magic - not breathing fire. Addo is a giant, and it's likely that some ancient bloodline in his body showed strength and caused all this. Even if he doesn't pass the exam, he'll be a good wizard. ā€

"Thank you for the compliment. Ado's spells are good, but he can't do it in other disciplines, which is actually quite a problem. ā€

"School is not the only path to success, nor is it the only ladder that shapes character. Dumbledore said, "Mike, I'm more interested in your situation. I looked through many, many books looking for similar symptoms - I couldn't find a more appropriate word for symptom for the time being, I didn't mean you were sick - I did find a text. ā€

Dumbledore looked up and swept his gaze over the bookshelf, "Uh, where is it?" I read it the day before yesterday. Oh yes, here it is!" he beckoned, and a large, heavy stone-covered book rolled down the shelf. At this moment, everything on the table, whether it was a scroll or stationery, screamed and ran away, because two seconds later, the big stone book slammed into the table with a loud bang.

With a wave of his hand, the dust was blown away, and the stone cover was covered with a few words carved with a chisel: "Magical Origin Test". (To be continued.) )