time at hogwarts

London is a little deserted in the evening. Walking on the road, you can clearly see that every household is happily enjoying a delicious dinner, the most important meal of the day.She can let you put aside today's fatigue, today's grievances, today's hard work, and today's efforts.She allows everyone who has experienced the joys, sorrows and joys of the day to enjoy the last bit of her aftertaste.

McGoss, who was sitting in the car, was on his way to the Leaky Cauldron. He looked at the scenery outside the window. If he hadn't been out of shape today and was busy meeting Slip, he would have wanted to get out of the car and walk over to enjoy being alone. The feeling of walking alone in the streets of London.His parents knew that he was going to meet the Potions Professor at his future school, repeatedly told him to be polite, and hurriedly asked him to finish his dinner and leave.

Magos looked at the medicine bottle containing dark gray liquid in his hand and felt a little incomprehensible. This small thing could have such a big effect on his body without touching it.Those healing potions can also be regarded as the synthetic effect of certain herbs, but this can no longer be explained by common sense. As expected, the existence of magic itself is incredible.

Thinking about things, he quickly arrived at the door of the bar where ordinary people could not see it. As usual, he asked Burton to leave first and then enter the bar.

Maybe it was because of the night that the place was particularly lively today. Magos managed to squeeze in but didn't find Slip.

'Not here yet?Since he is a school professor, he shouldn't be able to leave so soon. '

"Hi, Mr. Tom, are there any free seats? I made an appointment with Professor Sleep to meet here for a while. If it wasn't you last time, I might have to explore this unknown world by myself."

"It's nothing. You're too polite. There happens to be a guest over there who just left. Hurry up and get there. Maybe someone will come later."

"Then I won't be polite from now on. I'll go over right away and give me two more large glasses of sherbet."

"no problem."

After leaving the bar, Magos walked to the empty table and sat down.While waiting, I politely rejected several wizards who wanted to sit over and told them that I was waiting for someone. The wizards here were very friendly, and they didn't just nod indifferently and go to find seats elsewhere.

Not long after, Slip appeared from the fireplace in the bar. He glanced around with emotionless eyes and saw McGoss, who was drinking sherbet boredly, and strode over.

"Bang." The sound of the wand being placed on the table startled McGoss, who was thinking about something. When he looked up, he saw that it was Slip who had already arrived.

"Hello Professor Sleep."

Slip gave him a sarcastic look.

"Incredible vigilance. If I were your enemy you would be a corpse by now."

Magos had become accustomed to his tone, and he no longer felt anything like the sarcastic words in his letters.

"Fortunately, you are not an enemy, what do you think? Professor." Magos returned with a pun in a nonchalant tone.

Slip looked at him deeply.

"That can't be said..."

"Okay, no time to talk nonsense. Have you brought the failed elixir?" The words "failed elixir" emphasized the tone.

Magos twitched the corner of his mouth. Slip's character is really hard to like. He is indeed the most controversial figure.

"Professor, you said this might not be a failed potion." He excused himself while taking out the medicine bottle and notes from the bag.

Without even looking at him, Slip picked up the medicine bottle and looked at it carefully.He asked without raising his head:

"You said that you often lose strength today? But you have never come into contact with this magic potion?"

"Yes, I promise that I have not come into contact with this potion, and I found that it was not just a loss of strength, but another reaction shortly after I wrote the letter."

"What's the reaction?" Slip asked, raising his head and frowning.

"Well, it's the exact opposite of Tuoli. Suddenly the strength becomes very large and uncontrollable. There is no warning like Tuili."

Sleep picked up Magos' notes and turned to the elixir and read it slowly.

Seeing that Slip was lost in thought, Magos was sipping his drink while thinking about whether he could get his potions textbook labeled Half-Blood Prince, but thinking about it, it was probably impossible. He didn't want anyone to Knowing that he is mixed race, ugh, the lineage theory is so annoying.

Thinking of the lineage theory, Magos wondered if it was because of this that the technological tree of the magic world seemed to have been stagnant. There had been no major changes for hundreds of years. It was well known that the offspring of incest marriages were mostly lunatics and idiots. Even if a genius occasionally appears, there will inevitably be some hysteria.This can be seen from Voldemort's family. He himself is a genius, but his contempt for human nature is undoubtedly abnormal. His grandfather is a bit neurotic, his mother's brother is directly a lunatic, and his mother is under attack. After giving birth to him, he even lost his life. Of course, there was a serious decline in her magic power due to despair and she did not want to live.

reason.But since she would sell the family heirloom for ten galleons, it meant that she didn't want to die at that time. Magos felt that her death was due to her inability to take care of herself and her lack of knowledge of what to do at that time. You can only think subconsciously instead of trying to do something.This is what led to this tragedy. It is undeniable that her actions are related to her family genes. If she could be more strong, rational and logical, the result would be different.

As he thought about it, Magos felt very lucky that he was not one of those so-called pure-blood wizards.Thinking about it again, it seems that the pure-blood wizards in the magic world are related to each other. After all, there are only so many pure-blood wizards, and there are probably very few who will be married after three generations.

"From your notes, I can't tell what caused the potion to fail. Although your steps are a bit rough, it should still be very likely to succeed. This should be caused by some unknown prototype mutation. This kind of example has been recorded in the history of potions. Regarding this result, I can only say that you are really lucky, because those examples are not positive examples. Since I didn't see any extra steps or mistakes in your notebook, That means you don’t know the real key to the emergence of this potion. But from what you said that you have never been exposed to this potion, I think the sequelae may not be caused by your contact with liquids, but by the gas automatically entering your body. .”

Slip's words pulled Magos out of his thoughts.

"Gas? But I was wearing, wearing..." Magos suddenly thought that he had made a hole in the biochemical suit to facilitate the use of the wand, and that it might have entered his body from there.

"What are you wearing?" Slip asked impatiently.

"Well, it's nothing. I remembered that my hands were exposed at the time. Doesn't that mean that there is still this dangerous gas in my study, and my parents are not very dangerous?" Magos suddenly thought that the study was not The sealed laboratory suddenly stood up nervously.

Slip gave him a mocking look.

"Do you regret it now? Weren't you very self-righteous at the time? You made several low-level potions and really thought that making high-level potions was the same as those? How stupid!"

Magos was not in any mood to discuss potions with him now. His heart was completely wrapped in regret, and he looked panicked at the thought that his parents might be invaded by this gas.Seeing Magos' current state, Slip didn't bother to scare him anymore.He said in a calm tone:

"Don't worry, that gas will only possess the creator when it is first made, and the rest will soon lose all negative effects and be no different from ordinary air."

"Really?" Magos looked at Slip hopefully with wide eyes.

"Really." An irritable voice sounded.

"But that's not absolute, but at least this is the case with your magic potion."

"Thank you Professor, I was too reckless."

"No need to thank me, I just don't want people to think that your failure was caused by my teachings."

After speaking, Slip picked up the dark gray potion again.

"This is definitely not a magical potion. Its effect should be that people can't control their own power. You just absorb a little gas and that's it. If you take all the potion in this bottle, it may affect the operation of magic. It's very interesting. I need to take the potion back and study it carefully. Do you have any objections?"

'You are really asking for my opinion like this. ' Magos complained in his heart when he saw Slip's indifferent expression.

"No, no, since the professor is interested, I will give it to you."

"There's no need to give it to me, I'll just use a few drops to see the effect." Slip turned his attention to Magos again.

"This should be a brand new potion. Although its maker doesn't know how to make it again, this does not prevent its birth. You can give it a name."

"Can you still give me a name?" Magos asked with a look of surprise.This is a good opportunity to leave a name in history. Although this may be the only finished potion, this opportunity is really rare. How about calling it 'Magos Will's Elixir of Fortune'.Magos thought a little lewdly.But he looked at Slip and said:

"Professor, I still give you the naming right. If it weren't for your later guidance, it would never have been born."

Slip glanced at him in surprise and said with disgust:

"I'm not interested, think about it quickly, but I still remind you that the effect of this potion is still very good. If you want to name it after you, I think there will be many dark wizards interested in you. Although They don't know that you can't make a second bottle of this potion."

Slip looked at him with a smile and said.

Magos got goosebumps from his laughter, but what he said made his hair stand on end. He was just a rookie among rookies, and if he was targeted by those dark wizards... he would be shocked.He stammered and said:

"Ha-ha, how-how could it be possible? I am such a stinky person. I-I have already thought of a name..."