An uneventful Potions class ended.
After witnessing Professor McGonagall's second-stage ultimate version of Animagus transformation and Professor Flitwick's magical rapid-fire spell set, the Potions class, which seemed to have remained unchanged, seemed to be a little less... .Uh...surprise.
Although Snape was quite a surprise to him, after all, the man who was his godfather now, if he really had a greasy, sallow face and a head of oily hair that he hadn't washed in ten years, Harry would really be a little uncomfortable. , after all, the impression points of a middle-aged greasy uncle are deducted too much.
Now the appearance of this cold middle-aged handsome guy made Harry even more comfortable. One day their identities would be known to others. It would be very honorable to have such a cool and domineering godfather.
'But anyway, Potions class is just too... normal. '
With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Harry slowly arranged the equipment on the table. When everyone else rushed to the auditorium to enjoy dinner, he fell behind.
"What are you thinking about?"
Snape also did not leave. When they were the only two left in the classroom, Snape's expressionless cold face revealed some human emotions.
"Oh, it's nothing." Harry glanced around after coming back to his senses, and then his eyes fell on Snape, "I just... just didn't react a little bit."
Harry couldn't say that he felt that in such a strange magical world, the normal thing about Potions class was actually the most abnormal thing, right? If he really said that, Snape would probably think that there was something wrong with his brain. .
"Did you not understand something just now?" Snape frowned. In his eyes, scabies potion, a potion that can be prepared with hands, is a completely inferior potion. Its only purpose is to treat demons who have just come into contact with it. The little wizards in the medicine class are practicing to cultivate their skills in handling medicinal materials. As for boiling... this thing is not really boiling. It is just throwing the processed things into the pot in order and stirring them. That's it.
"Uh... no." Harry shook his head, "The potion is quite simple. I was just thinking..."
He hesitated for a moment, considering his next words.
"I said....."
"You think it's too easy, right? No challenge at all?"
Snape, who originally frowned, seemed to be smiling.
'really! Harry completely inherited Lily's talent! What the hell James Potter, that idiot had better leave nothing to Harry! '
Snape, who had played a black tiger in his mind and shattered James' phantom, raised his chin slightly.
"so good."
Snape sighed slightly. He seemed to have seen some fragments of the past again. When he and Lily first arrived at Hogwarts, he heard Lily make a similar sigh.
Although Lily is born as a Muggle, she is very good at every subject. There is no professor at Hogwarts who does not like this extremely intelligent and talented witch. The sun, moon and stars are shining brightly in the sky. Lily Evans will dominate the world. This That's pretty much what the professor at the time said about the girl.
"That's great, Harry."
Snape patted Harry's shoulder heavily, and a smile that had never been seen by a living person appeared on his frozen face.
This smile almost scared Harry to the point of falling down. Did he activate some wrong script? Laughing Snape? I'm afraid I'm going to have hallucinations soon...
"This...that...I...teach...uh...godfather? Are you okay?"
"What's going to happen to me?"
Snape finally put away his smile, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to his normal expression.
"Since you think these are too simple... In fact, I should have understood a long time ago that you, who inherited your mother Lily's talent, should not educate you in the same way as those idiots."
"Let me try your depth, Harry, come with me."
Snape turned around gracefully and took Harry out of the classroom. Not far from here was Snape's office.
But this is not so much an office as it is a luxurious, even so luxurious that Harry can't understand a high-precision potions laboratory.
Pushing open the secret door behind the bookshelf, a huge room covering an area of about 500 square meters appeared. Various precision instruments were neatly arranged. In the small room divided by transparent crystals, there were many strange potions. It was bubbling, and directly opposite the laboratory, through a transparent crystal wall, you could see another potion warehouse that was several times larger than this one.
Harry saw a half-dismembered dragon creature in the warehouse. Since the scales had been peeled off, leaving only flesh, flesh and organs, Harry couldn't tell what kind of thing it was, but it must be a dragon. That's right.
There was even a living giant whose limbs were chopped off and soaked in a huge glass jar. Without the legs, the behemoth was almost half a sea grid tall. It had ferocious fangs and a huge single eye on its forehead. unusual.
"That's the Norwegian Cyclops. His one-eyed extract is an essential ingredient for farsightedness potions and clairvoyance potions, but it needs to be extracted from a living body."
"Living...living body?"
Harry was obviously stunned for a moment, "That giant is..."
"Ah, yes, he is still alive. I soaked him in nutrient solution and he can still live for decades."
Snape said calmly, "It took a lot of energy out of me to bring him back after cutting him into a human stick. The giant's magic resistance is really too high, and it's really hard to deal with a guy who can even resist dragon breath. But fortunately, the magic spell I invented can only deal with these thick-skinned things."
When he caught a glimpse of Harry's shining eyes, Snape had a smile on his lips, "Want to learn?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Harry nodded repeatedly. Harry had long wanted to learn the move Shen Feng Wu Ying.
"But it's a bit dangerous. I'll teach you this magic later."
"Now let's see what a real potion looks like, Harry."
Snape opened his hand, and a crystal wall moved in front of him. Hundreds of glass bottles were filled with various potions full of mysterious magic.
"I told you that magic can solve 90% of the world's problems, but for the remaining 10% of the most difficult problems, the way to deal with them is in the magic potion!"
"The magic spell can heal superficial wounds, but the magic potion can pull you back from the brink of death. Even if half of your body is blown to pieces, just a bottle of ultimate life potion can regenerate your missing body."
Snape took down a small bottle no bigger than his thumb from the shelf, which contained two-thirds of the red viscous liquid.
"That's all it takes. As long as I drink it, the God of Death won't even try to snatch me away from me."
"Of course, magic potions can not only save people, but also many things that magic potions can do."
"It's just that to do this, you need more than just study, you need talent."
"Some people can only perform in regular potions in their entire lives. The vast majority of potions masters in the world are mediocre people. Even in Hogwarts, they can enter my elite class in the sixth grade. , there will be no more than ten people taking War Potions every year.”
"Because of talent?" Harry asked.
"Yes, talent." Snape nodded, "Real potion science is based on talent beyond ordinary people. Without talent, no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to achieve this step."
"And your mother, Lily Evans, she has this talent, even far beyond the genius of other people."
"How do you compare with your godfather?" Harry asked curiously.
"Compare with me?" Snape hesitated, "Your mother is very good, well... much better than others."
Although he didn't finish the sentence, Harry understood the meaning. Lily's excellence was relative to people, and he... probably couldn't be considered a person anymore.
"Harry, do you know what talent is most needed in Potions?"
Snape asked softly, changing the subject.
"This..." Harry shook his head, he had no idea at all, "I don't know, Godfather."
"Knowledge can be accumulated, and experience can also be accumulated, but there is one thing that potions scholars cannot accumulate through continuous efforts."
"Although potions does not require waving a wand like spells and transfiguration, it does require wizards to have a delicate perception of magic."
"The fusion of magic medicine in the crucible requires more than just stirring. Stirring is just a process, but its core is to use the wizard's own magic power to reconcile and combine various different medicinal properties and make them glow with real mysterious magic power. .”
"Come on, give it a try and let me see how much of your mother's talent you have inherited."
Snape waved his hand and summoned a workbench with an empty crucible placed on it. The shape of this crucible was different from that used by students to brew potions. It was a thick cylinder made of transparent material.
Snape picked up seven bottles of potions of different colors from the potion table nearby, and then poured them into the crucible one after another. The expected blending did not appear. The potions of seven different colors were distinct, and they were different according to their different densities. Occupies part of the crucible.
There was a flame igniting at the bottom of the pot. Even after being heated, these medicines still maintained their original state and had no connection with each other at all.
Snape handed Harry a silver-white metal rod for stirring, "Try it and see how far you can go."
What Harry needs to do next, even if Snape doesn't say it, he understands that the key to potions lies in blending, and blending requires a delicate perception of magic. The more potions that can be integrated into one, the more It represents the higher the talent.
'Although I don't know what it will look like to be considered as passing...' Harry sighed in his heart, 'Just give it a try, Snape probably misunderstood something, forget it, it doesn't matter. '
After putting aside the random thoughts in his mind, Harry took the stirring rod. For wizards, magic is difficult to detect. This power that has been integrated into their bodies since birth has become a kind of instinct. , in many cases, wizards rely on a mysterious and mysterious "feeling" when using magic power, just like a flower gardener cooking. Appropriate amount, a little, such adjectives can only be understood but not expressed.
The quantification of magic power has always been an unsolved problem in the magic world. Otherwise, it would not be so difficult to formulate the standard power of magic spells. What each wizard considers '1' is different.
Fortunately, Harry had a stable big heart. He started to stir the potion in the pot at a steady speed, frowning and trying to catch the flow of his own magic power, and then slowly poured it into the pot through the stirring rod at a steady rate. In the potion.
In the first few minutes, the potion in the crucible did not change much. Only the top two or three layers of potion appeared turbid. This performance made Snape slightly disappointed. He had accepted it at first. During this test, it only took less than two minutes to perfectly integrate the potion. If it were Lily...well...
'Just wait a little longer. ' Snape thought silently.
This kind of highly concentrated behavior is quite tiring, but Harry is no stranger to it. This feeling is similar to the situation when he participated in free climbing. Below is a sheer cliff tens of meters high, and what he fingers is The crack was only one or two centimeters wide, and all the weight of his body was pressed on the tips of a few fingers. At that time, there were no extra thoughts in his mind. All he had to do was find a way forward and reach the end. Determination.
With enough focus and patience, the flow of magic seemed to become clearer in Harry's perception. Although he could not fully grasp the context of all magic, he could already sense the flow of magic coming from the stirring rod. Wherever the magic goes.
Each layer of liquid has its own different characteristics. Integrating magic into it requires a completely different amount, and even the direction in which the magic flows.
Harry slowly found the trick and gradually changed the steps from the initial mixing sequence. With the changes in strength, speed, and stirring direction, the top three layers of liquid were mixed into one at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fourth floor also began to become turbid, and even the fifth floor experienced fluctuations.
Snape's eyes slowly softened. Although it was a little slower, Harry was also exposed to the subject of magic potions for the first time. He was a beginner among beginners. Even if it was slower, it would be excused. Original.
Beads of sweat continued to gather on his forehead, and his bitten lips were slightly pale. After the fifth layer of liquid was mixed by Harry with the four layers above, he slowly exhaled and raised his head tiredly.
"This is all I can do." Harry looked at Snape with some embarrassment, "Did I disappoint you?"
"not bad."
Snape nodded slightly. What he said was true. Harry's performance was not particularly outstanding, and his talent could be rated as a nine.
"I'm not comforting you. If you can stir and blend the fifth layer of liquid, I can give you a nine points. And if you can go one step further and blend the sixth layer, it will be ten points. Your mother is probably at this level, but you are still young. The magic power is not completely stable in your body yet.”
"The sixth level is only ten points?"
Harry, who was a little confused, put down the stirring rod and said, "What about the seventh floor?"
"Oh, don't think about that. A perfect score of 100 points and 90 points are all on the seventh floor."
"..."
Harry, who didn't know what to say, glared at Snape. Was he playing monkey tricks?
"Compared to ordinary students, your talent is considered excellent. As long as you can complete the fourth level of blending, you are qualified to enter my elite class. And those who can complete the sixth level, as long as they study potions seriously, then spend a few hours In ten years, it is no problem to get the title of master, but as for the seventh level..."
Snape touched his chin and thought: "There are only about twenty-seven or eight people in the world in total, and half of them are old guys over eighty or ninety years old. Although they are all potions masters, the difference between them is too great." The disparity is huge and there is no need to compare.”
"Every potion scholar with the title of master has his own specialization. For example, my teacher at the time, Horace Slughorn, his specialization was blessing potions. Even a Muggle can just drink After taking his potion package, you can kill a rough-skinned giant with your fists without any injuries in a short time."
"???"
Harry's eyes widened in disbelief. When could potions be... No! ! !
There is something wrong with this world itself, and we cannot apply the original template. Think of Cat Superman and Tat-tat Wizard! This is not the world you remember, Harry!
Seeing Harry's shocked look, Snape's lips slightly raised, "You will also see that the miracles concocted in the crucible are the most brilliant light in the wizarding world."
"Then... Godfather." Harry, who finally forced himself to accept the new setting, came back to his senses, "What are you good at?"
"War Pharmacy."
Snape spoke without hesitation, "Although my research is relatively in-depth in other areas, what I am best at is the refining of war potions."
"Give up all unnecessary effects and maximize the effectiveness of the potion."
"It is also the ultimate life potion. My potion can rebuild the missing body within fifteen seconds. The recovery speed is four times faster than others. Although the life force consumed will also be slightly increased, on the battlefield, time is Life, recover later, why are you still alive when everyone is dead?"
"Of course, other functional potions will also have an increase of at least 1.5 times, such as this power liberation potion."
Snape took a brown-black potion from the shelf, casually unscrewed the cap and drank it in one gulp without even frowning.
The moment after drinking the potion, Snape's body began to expand extremely. He who was originally 1.85 meters tall suddenly jumped up four to five inches. His originally slim tuxedo was stretched to the point of bursting. To such an extent, if the quality of this magic cloth wasn't so terrible, this suddenly thickened body would definitely tear it into rags.
"Even an ordinary person can punch forty tons of force after his body has completely released the restrictions on his muscles. And after drinking this bottle of magic potion, the shackles that lock the upper limit of strength will disappear. "
"Then isn't this... one punch and you're gone?" Harry stared at Snape's inflated and exploding muscles in a daze. He could completely feel the extreme terror contained in the thin clothes restrained by them. With his violent and powerful strength, no wonder Snape was in such good shape in this life. His love was only a matter of taking medicine? ?
"No." Snape shook his head slightly, "Magic power has the power of miracles, and potions seal this miracle in the potion."
"I can throw three punches after drinking this bottle of potion, three punches weighing forty tons, three punches that will not cause irreversible damage to the body, but most of the other wizards who are not specialized in war potions can only use the potion It takes effect once, and the side effects are no less than this.”
Snape narrowed his eyes, then patted his chest and spit out a large mouthful of brown-black liquid. As the liquid was spit out, his inflated body also recovered.
"But after these three punches, the body will be consumed a lot. Although you will not die, it will rapidly consume the energy in the body. If the energy cannot be replenished in a very short period of time, the muscles will also decompose after the fat is completely burned. Transformation.”
"It's good to rinse your mouth with this medicine occasionally. The ingredients in it that stimulate body activity and replenish the body are very helpful in maintaining good health."
Snape confirmed the fact that he had grown stronger by taking medicine, but in his opinion, it was good that it did not have any side effects. Normally, people who entered the ranks of potion masters would pay attention to the maintenance of their bodies. After all, They always taste the weird new potions they come up with, and it's not uncommon for them to overturn. Although they rarely burp on the spot, they can always be more calm if they are harder.
"Then... what if Hagrid drank this?" Harry asked curiously. The full force of an ordinary person's strength is already so terrifying. What about Hagrid, who has giant blood?
"It can probably kill a dragon or a giant with one punch."
Snape tilted his mouth. He had already imagined the brutal scene, "It shouldn't be said that it was beaten to death, but that it was exploded. A punch of at least two to three hundred tons, nothing can really block it. This guy's physical fitness is only ten percent weaker than a real giant. To be honest, this is the first time I have encountered such a perfect giant hybrid. Ordinary hybrid giants do not have such strong physical fitness."
He shook his head slightly, "That big man is also a very evil thing. I really want to get it and study it."
Seeing that Snape was about to make a move, Harry quickly changed the topic. Hagrid was a big friend that he respected and liked very much. He was sincere in his kindness to Harry, but he couldn't let Snape turn Hagrid into someone else. Woe to him, even if Snape was his godfather.
"So, godfather, can I learn war pharmacy from you?"
"Now?" Snape shook his head, "I haven't laid a solid foundation. Even if I want to teach you, you can't learn it. First, memorize the medicinal materials reference books in the book list. "Thousands of Herbs and Herbs" "Mushrooms", "Identification and Refining of Crystals and Minerals", "General List of Unconventional Magical Medicinal Materials", these are the foundations of the foundations."
"What's more, every potion scholar is fed by brewing potions countless times. Talent is important, but hard work is equally important."
"If you are interested in this, come to the office and see me when you have time, and I will give you extra lessons."
"It's getting late." Snape glanced at the clock on the wall, "I'm going to be late for dinner later, so go ahead Harry."
He waved his hand, and the secret door leading to the office opened.
"Oh, by the way, you can read this book. Although it's a bit early for you, you can also understand what war pharmacy is."
Snape took out an old thick book from somewhere, and the gilded writing on it was blurred.
"Thank you Godfather." Harry took the thick book and then said goodbye.
"Do you want to learn war potions?" Harry glanced at the cover of the book and then walked out of Snape's office.
"This kind of potion science is the real match."
He couldn't wait to open the book, and the first potion he saw was the plastic high-energy explosive potion IV. Each ounce (about 28 grams) has an detonation effect equivalent to 7 powerful explosion spells of standard strength. (Roaring Explosion) Superimposed release.
"Made, C4? No! C4 is not even this much!"
Harry, who closed the book with a snap, seemed to have underestimated the content of war potions. He left this kind of thing to himself... I was afraid that the true identity of his godfather was not a gangster, but arms. Business is right.
