I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 144 Tranquilizer

In the end, Dumbledore let John go with a helpless face.

After all, he was the one who proposed this suggestion, and he also thought of these consequences at first.

And he also brought good news to John.

Ian Bullock is safe and sound.

With a sigh of relief, John turned his head and fell into Snape's office again.

He also needs to learn to make a potion.

In the dark room, the candles flickered uncomfortably.

"Have you ever attended my class? Or can you wear your ears when you are in class?" Snape sneered ruthlessly, "This is how the medicinal material is processed? First chop it up with a knife, and then Smash it into pieces so that the juice inside can ooze out!"

"Yes, Professor!"

John kept nodding his head yes.

According to Snape's instructions, the long roots on the table were cut into small pieces.

He had gotten used to being yelled at by Snape recently.

It was a little uncomfortable not to hear his roar that day.

Mainly, he learned all the operations in potion class from Dennis.

Now that Dennis's thigh is gone, he has a little headache.

He could only keep making mistakes amidst Snape's yelling, constantly correcting and slowly making progress.

As time passed, Snape's voice sounded from time to time, and John's movements became more and more proficient.

Blue steam slowly rose from the crucible, gradually filling the entire room.

John bathed in it, and the irritability in his heart due to the delay in brewing the potion slowly dissipated.

The whole person gradually became peaceful, as if he had seen through the world of mortals.

Under the influence of the blue mist, Snape's tone also softened.

From here, we can see how powerful the potion is.

A master of Occlumency has been affected by it.

"Turn out the fire," said Snape, staring into the cauldron.

John nodded, and with a tap of his wand on the cauldron, the whistling flames below dissipated.

Snape went to the side cabinet and rummaged for a while, took out two exquisite glass bottles and handed them to John.

"Put it in. Although it's not perfect, it's already unstoppable."

The corner of John's mouth twitched, and he took the bottle from Snape's hand.

According to his recent experience with Snape, Snape should be praising him.

Because Snape was very serious about potions, as long as John made a slight mistake, he would immediately reprimand and correct it.

Never allow a little difference.

So as long as Snape approves, then this pot of potion is definitely considered to be of excellent quality if it is put outside!

John let out a long sigh of relief, tilted the crucible, and the sky blue liquid turned into a thin thread and slowly flowed into the glass bottle.

Just enough to fill two bottles.

"Thank you, Professor."

After John put away the potion, he thanked him faithfully.

The medicinal materials for making potions are not cheap, and he may have spent hundreds of gold Galleons in his studies.

But Snape never complained about it.

The expression on Snape's face remained unchanged, and he remained expressionless: "I'm just fulfilling the promise I owe, you don't need to thank me, now the potion has taught you, if you don't want to use the next requirement, Don't come here again."

"Okay, professor, then we will ask to see you next time!"

John responded with a smile, turned around, opened the door and left the office.

At this time, the final exam is only two weeks away.

The whole school is shrouded in a horrible learning atmosphere.

The students coming and going in the corridor no longer teased the pets on their wrists, and hurried with a large stack of books.

He kept chanting about various knowledge points that might be tested.

Everyone seemed to be possessed by Hermione.

John searched around the castle, and finally found Fred and George in the library.

A half-turned book was placed in front of the two of them, and a tall stack of books was placed beside them.

His eyes erratically swept across the pages of the book, and from time to time he yawned with his mouth wide open, shaking his head up and down.

Don't know why they came here to torture themselves.

John walked behind them and saw Shanna and Dennis sitting next to Fred through the pile of books.

It looks like it's an entertainment street learning party.

When Fred heard the movement, he turned his head and looked behind him. He suddenly became energetic and said happily, "John, why are you here?"

"Hush!" Shanna hurriedly put her hand to her lips, telling Fred not to speak.

But it was too late, Mrs. Pince looked at their position angrily, her gaze seemed to kill someone.

With a bitter smile on his face, Fred silently apologized to Mrs. Pince.

He has experienced scenes like this many times.

John laughed silently beside him, and was immediately hit by Fred's hard blow.

And his timing was perfect, just when Mrs. Pince looked over again.

It made John unable to fight back, so he could only suffer from this hidden loss and add another stroke to his little vengeance book.

"Shana." John tapped Shana's desktop lightly, and pointed to the outside of the library.

A look of confusion flashed in Shanna's eyes, she got up and followed John to the corridor outside.

"This is for you." John took out the glass bottle containing the blue liquid from his bag.

Shanna looked at the bottle in John's hand and asked, "What is this?"

"The new potion I developed together with Professor Snape." John said boldly, and Snape couldn't possibly refute him anyway. Take it back and try it out, see if it works?"

Shana was silent and did not speak.

But she already understood what John meant.

The drug test was just an excuse, John was helping her in his way.

Shanna took a deep breath, trying to hold back the tears that were about to well up.

"Thank you." She took the bottle without pretense.

Because her grandma needs this potion.

If she refuses because of face, grandma may lose a chance for a new life.

So she didn't hesitate, and all the gratitude was stored in her heart.

"Work hard in the future, you are now an important pillar of our entertainment street!" John said with a smile, "Go to review now, I still have something to do."

"En!" Shana nodded heavily, turned around and wiped the corners of her eyes, and walked back to the library.

After the last incident against Voldemort, John asked Snape to develop a potion based on Grandma Shanna's physical condition.

Snape was indeed a master of potions, and he quickly formulated the tranquilizing potion.

Although the medicinal materials used are not cheap, the effect is excellent.

It has a good healing effect on patients with poor mental state and brain damage.

　Thanks to the chef Wei Yuan for the reward, I hope you will enjoy watching!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)