Professor, please pay the debt

Slughorn obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't press further, but shrugged and led everyone to the fourth cauldron.

The size of this crucible is obviously much smaller than the previous three. The potion in that small crucible is splashing cheerfully. Its color is like molten gold, and the large drops of liquid jumping on the surface are like a line. Goldfish, but not a drop spilled out.

"Can someone tell me what this is... oh... Miss Granger again, well, tell me!" Slughorn said.

"This is the Felicity Potion, also called the Lucky Potion. It can bring good luck to people." Hermione had completely forgotten about the African tree snake skin. She looked at the potion in the pot with excitement, "It is said that every three A drop of Felix will give you an hour of luck, during which time you will succeed in whatever you do."

The eyes of other students also became eager, and everyone crowded towards the corner where Felicia was. Sabine of Slytherin asked, "If it's really so good, why don't people use it every day?"

"Because, if taken in excess, it leads to dizziness, recklessness, and dangerous hubris," Slughorn said. "You know, too much of a good thing can be bad... Too much of a dose can be very toxic. .but if taken occasionally, sparingly and sparingly..."

"Have you ever taken it, sir?" Draco Malfoy asked with great interest.

"Twice in my life..." Slughorn said, "once at 24 and once at 57. Two scoops with breakfast. Those two days were perfect."

Convinced by Slughorn's own experience, the students all stared at Felicia with eyes wide open, dreaming of having a perfect time themselves.

The chubby professor saw that the fire was almost ready, so he took out a prize specially prepared for this class, a small bottle of Felix Felicia, enough to last for 12 hours, whichever student made the best Living Hell Potion, this bottle of Felix Felicia would go to him. who.As a result, the enthusiasm of the students reached an unprecedented height, and the classroom was busy.

Borrowing old textbooks, scales and the necessary materials from the professor, Ron found a place between Harry and Hermione's cauldrons, seemingly betting that he would have no chance of being number one.

So the state was very relaxed, and he wanted to chat with others while weighing the materials, "You say, will he tell Professor McGonagall about my performance... Maybe he won't talk about other students, but I am different. Mag was forced into this class, he is obliged to tell the dean of my grades, you say yes!"

Ron was still thinking about his prize, but his two friends didn't care about him, let alone Hermione, and even Harry was craving Felix!

Ron was a little disappointed. He didn't get any praise for his first good performance, and Slughorn didn't even give them extra points. "Is Felix Elixir really that good?" Isn’t it often said that people have to rely on their own efforts and can’t play tricks?”

"Shut up, Ron!" Hermione reprimanded Ron angrily. She was cutting jumping beans when the thing popped out of her palm with a whoosh.

Harry's side was much smoother. The Dark Lord himself is a master of potions, and a living hell potion is just a piece of cake for him. He cut the jumping beans into 5 thin and even slices in an instant The knife was fast and accurate, and then lifted over the cauldron to squeeze the juice, and the potions book was just a puppet aside, and he didn't need to read it at all.

"Sir, I think you must know my grandfather Abraxas Malfoy?"

Harry looked up and saw that Slughorn was walking past Draco, who was occupying a table farthest from Harry with a few Slytherins.

"I know..." Slughorn said without looking at Malfoy, "I'm sorry to hear he's dead, but that's to be expected, and he's got dragon plague and syphilis at such an old age..." Saying that he walked away.

Abu is good at everything, but he is too romantic!

A mixture of sadness and embarrassment rose in Harry.It was quickly replaced by anger, though, that Slughorn was too disrespectful to say that in public, and Draco, who was pompous in addition to being stupid, thought all Potions professors would be like Sneak Did Pu give him special treatment?

Harry cut the valerian root angrily, and the size was controlled just right, each section was a third of an inch, exactly. "Harry, can you lend me your small silver knife?" Ron asked.

"What do you want it to do, you won't use it in this class."

"I want to try a new method, look..." Ron put the old textbook under Harry's nose, "A senior said that squashing jumping beans with a silver knife makes it easier to get juice..."

Harry tilted his head back to avoid the too-close book, and he knew it was easier, but the total amount of juice would be less.

However, he didn't intend to explain to Ron, but just handed over the small silver knife.Then he concentrated on stirring his own potion. The potion in the pot was already pink, and as Harry continued to stir it steadily, its color was slowly becoming lighter.When it completely turns into a clear and colorless water, the pot of potion is ready.

"Okay, time's up..." Slughorn announced loudly, "Everyone please extinguish the flames and leave your cauldrons..."

Many people sighed unwillingly, but there was nothing they could do.Slughorn began to review the potions of the students one by one. Ernie McMillan produced a pot of what looked like Polyjuice Potion. Slughorn stared at his robes and muttered, Hufflepuff?

Then just walked away.Poor Ernie!He couldn't lift his head in shame.

The results of Ravenclaw and Slytherin were not bad, and the potions of three of them turned purple, which was a proof that they were half done. Slughorn was quite satisfied with them, but when he saw Harry's Crucible, he felt a big surprise.

"Excellent! Harry! It's the perfect Potion of Living Hell, I thought the students at school couldn't make it. Didn't realize... oh, I should have thought of it, didn't I? You inherited your mother's talent, Lily is always so ingenious in potions class."

Then he saw Ron's potion again, which was almost as perfect as Harry's!

It's just a little pale pink, which shows that Ron's preparation steps are correct, just a little short of heat.

Slughorn began to believe that a phoenix could come out of a chicken coop!

He smiled very kindly at Ron: "Weasley's potions can be ranked second."

As for Hermione's potion, it was showing a purple to pink phase, so Slughorn announced excitedly: "Miss Granger is No.3, ho! Gryffindor House is full of talents!"

He walked back to the podium with ease and faced all the students, "This class is good, your level is much higher than I expected, which makes me very happy, then..." He took out the small bottle Felix Elixir, for all to see, "I will keep my promise, come on, Harry, this magic potion is yours!"

Harry took the potion with a smile and thanked Slughorn. His joyful expression came from the heart. Felicia is very useful and difficult to brew. With this small bottle of Felicia for 12 hours, he can do it. many things.

"Before get out of class is over, I will also give rewards to students who performed well in class. Let us recall the four crucibles on the podium...

If I recall correctly, Miss Granger answered three questions and Mr Weasley answered one.

Therefore, 40 points are added to Gryffindor College, and the top three achievements in making potions are all Gryffindor.

So, give Gryffindor another 30 points, oh...Professor McGonagall will be very happy today, well, get out of class is over, students! "