Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Snape looked at the bottle of potion mixed with Murphy's spit, and it took a long time to control himself from slamming the cauldron on the opponent's head.

Although some disgusting materials are often added to the production of potions, such as mouse bile, caterpillar juice, beetles, hair and the like, these are all part of the potion refining process.

After the potion was made, those things were turned into potion ingredients, and their original appearance was long gone. But Murphy's behavior of spitting after finishing the potion was completely deliberately disgusting!

Snape was shaking with anger, "Professor Sprout! What the hell is he doing?!"

Professor Sprout looked at Murphy blankly, "Professor Darkholm, you just..."

Murphy: "Professor, my magic potion must be formed by adding the creator's saliva."

"That's nonsense!" Snape was furious, "How can there be such a potion!"

"Professor Darkholm, what is the name of this potion?"

Murphy: "The name of this potion is: Thick Essence Spit. Its effect is to make the drinker's liver fire rise, irritable and irritable, blushing and heartbeat, shortness of breath and chest tightness. In severe cases, it can cause the eyes to turn white and foam at the mouth. The body is stiff..."

"Nonsense! Nonsense!" A trace of blush appeared on Snape's pale face, and it was obvious that he had a headache.

"You see, Professor Snape just smelled it and it had such an effect." Murphy spread his hands.

Murphy didn’t mean to be disgusting. The spit he spit just now was actually the basilisk venom secreted by himself. The pile of materials he just took were just a cover. This spit was the essence. He really had to spit it out. .

"It's been a minute, Professor Snape, do you want to drink or not?" Murphy looked at the other party, "Or you should just admit defeat."

Snape's face turned red and blue, as if he had been poisoned. He gritted his teeth so hard that his eyes almost popped out, but he finally got angry and picked up the bottle of potion, ready to drink it all in one gulp.

Murphy watched silently. If he took this breath, he would be petrified immediately.

However, seeing the potion bottle reaching his mouth, Snape suddenly paused. He smelled the potion next to his nose, observed it carefully, and then looked at Murphy in astonishment, "What did you add in it?" ?”

"The materials were all taken from the shelf, didn't you see?" Murphy said, looking at the timers on his desk, "You only have eight minutes left, Professor Snape."

Snape glared at him fiercely. He carefully observed the potion, sniffed it, and recited a few spells silently. His brows were furrowed, as if he couldn't figure out why the potion had the effect it did now. , but he was worthy of being a master of potions. He had already grasped the properties of the medicine, set up a new crucible, and began to refine the antidote.

Murphy saw him taking the mandrake juice from the shelf and sighed quietly, knowing that he had discovered the petrified ingredient and that this game would not be able to trick him.

Soon, the antidote was refined, and Snape suppressed his nausea and drank Murphy's potion and his own antidote one after another.

His body suddenly turned white, and then the gray color slowly faded, and after a while, it returned to flesh color.

He was unscathed.

"Tsk." Murphy was a little unhappy, but after all, he had been a potions professor for so many years, so it really couldn't be justified if he didn't have this ability.

But now that the potion has been drunk, Murphy can prepare for round two.

Feeling that it would be difficult to knock the opponent down with one move, Murphy decided to fight a protracted battle. He once again recruited several potion materials, and asked the house elf to send a bunch of apples and milk. Then he set up his stand and started Pharmaceuticals.

The magic potion he chose this time was a very simple decontamination brightener, and added dragon's blood that can clean stoves. This thing is not a magic potion for drinking. It is equivalent to disinfectant and toilet cleaning spirit. Finally Before Snape's elixir of life and death could be refined, Murphy added fructose, which is made from fructose and lactose extracted from fruits and milk, into the potion.

Fructose can stimulate gastrointestinal motility, coupled with a large amount of foaming and cleaning agents, Murphy is sure that anyone who drinks this stuff will immediately transform into a Splatoon.

"Duang!"

Murphy placed another bottle of potion on Snape's desk, "Professor Snape, please."

Snape glared at Murphy again. He had seen it just now and knew what kind of medicine Murphy had made, stain remover! Stove cleaner...is this considered a magic potion? This is not for people to drink or use, so naturally there is no antidote.

His confidence in victory suddenly wavered. If this trend continued, he would not dare to think about what he would be forced to eat today.

He was racking his brains to think about how to prepare an antidote, but Murphy was still counting down, "Ten seconds have passed, twenty seconds, one minute, Professor Snape, there are five minutes left. , Alas, another half minute has passed, you can’t think of an antidote, right?”

Snape was so annoyed that he wanted to kill someone. His hands were shaking when he poured the whirling stone powder into the cauldron, and he accidentally poured too much.

After finally brewing a pot of universal antidote, Snape drank Murphy's potion.

His face suddenly became extremely wonderful, and his paralyzed face was distorted like never before. Murphy saw that he was clenching his teeth, as if he had tightened all the muscles in his body to prevent something from gushing out of his body... …

Murphy couldn't help but stand in awe. He was indeed the most tolerant man in the book. Others could take off by relying on the law of conservation of momentum at this time, but he could still hold back. How powerful his sphincter was needed!

Snape was shaking all over, and he finally drank the antidote. He almost endured the extreme pain until his eyes turned white, and finally waited until the antidote took effect, and the ancient power slowly subsided. Go down.

However, when he lowered his head, he found that Murphy had already started refining the third bottle of potion.

He felt a sincere fear and began to wonder if his challenge was too reckless.

However, his potion of life and death was finally completed, and he put the potion on Murphy's table.

He was sure that with Murphy's magical potion skills, there was no way he could crack this spiked water of life and death!

However, Murphy didn't even raise his head, picked up the bottle of life and death water that he had worked so hard to refine, and drank it in one gulp.

Snape's eyes widened and he stared at Murphy for a moment. With such arrogance, I want to see how many seconds you can last.

Under his gaze, Murphy picked up a glass of water-like substance next to him and took a sip.

Suddenly, several rays of lightning suddenly flashed behind it, and they suddenly disappeared. After leaving everyone's sight, they suddenly turned into several black birds. They flapped their wings and found a comfortable and safe branch one after another, and then started to crackle. He fell down and fell into a deathly sleep.

Anyway, this water of life and death is not fatal. Murphy directly transferred the potion into the bodies of the crows that coexisted with it and let them sleep.

In fact, if he transforms into a demon form, he may be able to handle such a level of potion, but since there is a more convenient way, there is no need to do it so shockingly.

Snape was shocked for a while before he realized, "What is that?"

"Of course it's the antidote." Murphy looked across with a smile, "Professor Snape, do you only have that one trick? My third bottle of potion is almost ready, right?"