Professor, please pay the debt

Slughorn didn't stop, he pointed to the third cauldron. The potion in this cauldron was like tumbling mud. Harry, Ron, and Hermione all knew what it was because they drank it personally. this thing.

When Slughorn asked, Hermione was still immersed in the professor's extraordinary admiration, and she was looking around with joy, as if hoping that the two friends would speak in agreement with the professor's words.

At this time, Ron knew that his chance had come, he raised his hand suddenly, and said loudly before the professor nodded, "This is compound decoction!"

"Yes, you're right, it's Polyjuice Potion."

While affirming Ron's answer, Slughorn looked at Harry with a little disappointment. Only three students from Gryffindor College took the improvement class, and now two of them have shown their excellent qualities. Only Harry Lee is unknown--

It would be a pity if he didn't inherit Lily's talent for potions!But Slughorn decided to give Harry another chance, so he asked again:

"Then, can anyone tell me how to use the compound decoction, or its characteristics?"

Ron raised his hand again, but this time he was less reckless, and he was waiting for the professor's permission.

Hermione glared at Ron, but didn't raise her hand. Obviously, the difficulty of this question was a bit low, and Hermione didn't think it was worth answering.

And Harry never intended to be in the limelight in class. As for the rest of the class, some of them whispered to each other, and some secretly flipped through books.

So there was still only one person raising his hand for this question, and Slughorn had no choice but to nod at Ron.

"Oh—" Ron got stuck!

He was really nervous because it was the first time he was answering questions in class - Snape didn't count.Ron's cheeks turned as red as his hair, and even his freckles darkened.

Several Slytherin students got together and laughed, what they meant was: You can cover up one, but you can't cover up the second one!

Impatiently, Slughorn asked, "Do you know how to use Polyjuice Potion? Try to talk about it, or say something else."

"Oh, yes, I know..." Ron breathed a sigh of relief. He pointed to the pot of mud with his index finger and said, "This thing needs to be boiled for 21 days..."

Then he glanced at Hermione and muttered in a tiny voice, I don't understand who can stay in the bathroom for so long?

Both Harry and Hermione stared at Ron in surprise - Hermione made Polyjuice Potion in the bathroom in second year.

That was to sneak into the Slytherin common room, where Ron complained about making potions four years later, obviously making trouble for no reason!

Slughorn didn't hear Ron's little mutter, he was rejoicing that he found the No. long, but its effective time is not long, do you also know..."

"One hour!" Ron was encouraged, and he began to answer boldly, "This thing can only last for one hour. After that, you have to take another sip..."

"An idiot would drink this!" Draco stared at the pot of mud, and taunted Ron in his slow aristocratic accent, while the Slytherins around him laughed in unison.

Once Malfoy and Weasley are on the same page, it can't be good.But this time the victory or defeat is a foregone conclusion. Both Harry and Hermione looked at Drake with watching eyes. Perhaps there was some pity in Harry's eyes—if Abu knew that his grandson was so stupid, would he be so angry that he would never leave? Crawl out of the grave!

Naturally, Ron would not let go of this opportunity. He said triumphantly, "That's right, Malfoy, only idiots drink this...because it's a semi-finished product..."

Then he didn't say anything, and only used a haughty expression to despise the little platinum nobleman, which means, I'm smarter than you, I'm better than you, do you want to know the answer?beg me!

All the students except the trio looked at Slughorn, hoping that the professor would give a clear answer, and Slughorn did not disappoint everyone, he was very happy to prove that Ron was right, "said That's right! This is indeed a semi-finished product of Polyjuice Potion..."

Draco's expression seemed to have been punched, both surprised and painful, and the eyes of the other Slytherin students were also wide-eyed in surprise, and no one believed that Weasley would be praised in Potions class.

"What's your name, I think I should remember you..." Slughorn asked Ron pleasantly.

"I, I'm Weasley, Ron Weasley." Ron was laughing silly, as if he had foreseen that his parents heard about his excellent performance in Potions class, and then sent him the latest model broom..."

"Weasley..." Everyone in the wizarding world knew that the Weasleys were pure-blooded traitors, so after hearing about Ron's surname, Slughorn no longer looked eagerly at him. He hesitated and asked, "How did you know the characteristics of compound decoction?"

Ron didn't notice the change in the professor's expression, he just wanted to prove himself more and get closer to his new broom.

So he talked endlessly: "I think it's not too difficult for others to get through this. You only need lacewing insects, leeches, sap grass, two-eared grass, bicorn horns and African tree snakes. There are only these kinds of raw materials for snake skin.

And only the lacewings have to be boiled for 21 days, the other ingredients are only used in the last step, the lacewings only need to be stirred every 40 hours, so you see...it's not difficult..."

Slughorn looked at Weasley in front of him. He was a little shaken, but he still couldn't be completely relieved, so he asked again: "But these raw materials are not easy to find..."

Ron was getting more and more excited, speaking faster and faster, and his words became less and less exasperated, "Oh, yes, bicorn horns need to be bought in Knockturn Alley, and African tree snakes There is no snake skin anywhere, and no matter how many Galleons you have, you still can't buy them, so in the end we had to steal... oh!"

A scream ended Ron's personal speech. He hugged his left foot and hopped on the spot a few times. Everyone looked at him in surprise, only Hermione smoothed the wrinkles on his robe calmly, and Harry stared at him. Looking at the pot of mud with a tangled expression——

Back then they stole Snape's personal collection, oh... Ron with a big mouth!How dare you say such a thing!

Slughorn glanced back and forth at the three of them suspiciously. He felt that there must be a little secret behind these weird actions, and if he wanted to find out, Ron was the ideal breakthrough.

So he cast a pain-killing spell on Ron, and asked pleasantly, "Are you all right? Weasley...then...you just said 'you'll have to go...'"

"No, no, Professor, we didn't do anything, really! I just said the wrong thing!"

Ron had come to his senses, and if his parents found out that he was stealing, they would definitely send a shouting letter, so why bother with a broom!