Drinking black tea calmly at Hogwarts

In the early morning of the next day, because Harry went to bed too late and was physically and mentally exhausted, he obviously lacked sleep when he got up the next morning. Inside the basin.

Although Harry was not late because he fell asleep at the cafeteria table with the help of Ron and Hermione, he did something like snoring in Transfiguration class, which made the furious Professor McGonagall almost die because of high blood pressure. Enter the school infirmary.

Originally Zhang Xu found out that Harry was asleep and wanted to find an excuse to report to Professor McGonagall that he was sick and then sent him to the school infirmary to catch up on sleep, but before Zhang Xu raised his hand, Harry’s classmate snored coming.

Another consequence of Harry's snoring in class was that he originally planned to find some time at night to find Zhang Xu to learn something about the gems hanging around his neck, but he was punished by Professor McGonagall and confined in confinement. He was dealing with various things in his office, which made him postpone his search for Zhang Xu.

On the evening of the last Friday in January, Harry was in the Potions classroom helping Professor Slughorn with the fresh herbs that Professor Sprout had sent him.

If it was in the past, confinement to help the Potions professor with his work would be the greatest punishment for Harry.

There had been a change of professors in this classroom this year, and Harry didn't know if that was good or bad for him.

Slughorn's penchant for good students was perfectly mirrored in Harry.

The mother and son's two preferences overlapped, as Harry excelled in class with the help of tips from second-hand textbooks, reminding Slughorn of the ingenious girl in this classroom all those years ago. , this double preference has brought more and more preferences.

In the end, Slughorn's preference for Harry even reached the level of pampering.

After Slughorn learned that Harry was confined by Professor McGonagall, he applied to Professor McGonagall for nearly eight floors of Harry's confinement time.

And in the Potions classroom, Slughorn wasn't so much punishing Harry for his labor as giving him a lesson.

And Harry, who performed well in class relying on the wisdom of the "Half-Blood Prince", exposed his weakness of insufficient foundation when faced with super-class knowledge.

Whenever Harry made mistakes here and there, Slughorn always acted helplessly.

At this time, Harry, who made another mistake, was lying on his side in pain on a desk, and Slughorn was holding a large teapot with a slender spout and pouring potion into one of Harry's nostrils.

After the potion controlled by the magic on the teapot flowed from Harry's nostrils into his lungs and circled around, he spit out from his mouth with the foreign matter washed out of his lungs through his throat.

Just when Harry thought he was about to drown in the Potions classroom, Slughorn finally ended the treatment.

After spitting out the potion in his lungs, Harry lay powerlessly on the desk, panting heavily.

"Did you swallow the potion?" Slughorn asked with concern.

Harry shook his head feebly.

Just now, he accidentally sneezed when he was putting the spores of the big puff mushroom into the crucible for dry frying, and then accidentally inhaled a lot of spores blown up by the sneeze.

"Alas," said Slughorn, after a sigh, "

I thought you knew you needed to use the Bubble Charm when dealing with puff mushroom spores. "

Slughorn continued: "When the spores of the puff mushroom fall on the ground and encounter water, they will immediately and slowly secrete a toxin, which will poison the surrounding plants in a small area, which makes its surroundings No other plants compete with themselves for resources to grow."

"And after these spores are eaten by animals or inhaled into their lungs, the toxins they secrete will make the animals run wild until they die from exhaustion, and then new puff mushrooms will grow on the dead animals using the dead bodies as nutrients. "

"If you encounter yin corpses and zombies, these spores will immediately start to grow rapidly after falling on the rotten wood, and the mycelium it produces can destroy the body structure of yin corpses and zombies within a few minutes."

After Slughorn explained the characteristics of the large puff spores, Harry thought of his dead body covered with mushrooms, and then couldn't help shivering.

After a while Slughorn saw Harry recovering and smelled: "Then you know why the spores were sautéed beforehand?"

Harry thought for a while, and asked in a very uncertain tone: "Is it because we want to inactivate the spores so that the toxins can be easily extracted?"

"Put the living spores into the water and let it secrete the toxin by itself. Wouldn't it be more convenient and quicker to get the toxin?" Slughorn asked back.

Seeing Harry who kept answering wrong answers, Slughorn gave up and gave him this question as extra homework.

"Why is this so? Your talent in Potions class is not like your mother, but like a good friend of hers." Slughorn looked at Harry strangely and said, "If it is not impossible, I Thought you were her child."

"You know, your mother has shown a talent for potions since the first grade."

"And that friend of your mother's did badly in Potions at the beginning, causing the cauldron to explode almost once a month. In the end, she managed to get a good in the owls exam. But since the sixth grade, she has been Like you, she suddenly became enlightened in Potions, and although her performance was not comprehensive at the beginning, when she graduated from seventh grade, her newts exam results were excellent."

"So, keep working hard."

Standing on tiptoe, Slughorn patted Harry on the shoulder sitting on the table, then turned and went about his business.

Harry also got down from the table, put a bubble head charm on himself and continued to fight the spores of the big puff mushroom.

For the next half an hour, the only sounds in the Potions classroom were the flames under the cauldron and the two people performing various operations.

"Harry, did you get extra help somewhere, and it was limited to textbooks?" Slughorn asked suddenly.

"What?" Harry, who was told the secret in his heart, trembled and almost dropped the crucible containing the processed spores on the ground.

"If that's the case, you don't have to worry," said Slughorn, reassuring Harry a little.

Judging from Harry's reaction, Slughorn knew that the guess that popped up in his mind was very likely to be correct.

But this kind of thing happened a few times in his teaching career, so he didn't think it was strange.