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"I repeat." Slughorn raised his voice, covering up the discussion below, "The one who does the best will win this small bottle of elixir.
"Where were we talking about before... Oh, turn the book over to page twenty-two, you still have more than an hour to brew part of the Polyjuice Potion.
"Yes, part of it. You will find that this is not a potion that can be completed in a short time. The increasingly cumbersome process and the longer and longer time are the biggest differences in the seventh grade potions class.
“Correspondingly, the difficulty of making potions will also increase, because once there is any error in the process, all previous efforts will be in vain.
"Wish ya'll good luck."
No one can refuse a small bottle of lucky potion. As soon as Slughorn finished speaking, everyone frantically flipped through their own "Advanced Potion Making".
Slughorn had prepared all the materials needed in advance and placed them in the storage cabinet at the door, including lacewings that had been boiled for 21 days in advance.
This thing has no technical content. Even second- and third-year students can complete it. It just requires patience. Slughorn feels there is no need to waste any more time.
Everyone got up to get what they needed, but there weren't many people who had attended Snape's class, so it wasn't as crowded as it was before the fifth grade when getting the materials.
By the time Kyle got the sapweed picked during the full moon, someone was already working on the earweed.
Everyone is nervously doing the work at hand, but they can't help but care about the progress of others for fear of falling behind.
The only person in the entire classroom who was motionless was probably Kangna. Her eyes were always on the crucible in front of her.
Kyle added three portions of liquid weed to the crucible and two bundles of earweed. When the potion in the crucible gradually turned a light yellow color, he immediately took out his wand and stirred the potion clockwise three times.
The potion turned into a light pink color, which was also the best state.
Once here, Kyle doesn't have to keep staring.
He put down his wand and calmly dealt with the leech on the table. Kangna was even faster than him.
"Kyle." Connor asked softly: "What do you think Professor Slughorn's criteria will be, this class? Or after completing the potion."
"It should be all done." Kyle thought for a while and said.
Judging from the time, they could only cook lacewings in this class. It was only a part of the polyjuice potion, so it was difficult to use it as a criterion.
After processing the locusts, Kyle added two spoonfuls of lacewings to the mortar and began to grind them carefully.
This is also the most time-consuming part. The finer the lacewings are ground, the more stable the effect of the pesticide will be.
Sixty minutes later, the potion in the crucible had turned a dark brown color. Kyle quickly adjusted the fire to a minimum and added four more portions of locusts and the previously ground lacewing powder.
"boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from his ears.
Kyle's first reaction was that someone's cauldron exploded, which was indeed the case. A Ravenclaw boy seemed to regard them as a strong enemy and had been observing the situation here.
This also led to him neglecting his cauldron and forgetting to turn the heat to minimum before adding the lacewing powder.
When the boiling liquid grass meets the lacewing powder, it explodes directly on the spot, just like pouring flour into the fire.
"Armor protection!"
Kangna's voice came to his ears, and the splashing potion was blocked less than five inches in front of Kyle.
"Thank you." Kyle said, he really didn't know what to say.
"You're welcome." Kangna shook her head, "I smelled a faint burnt smell just now, so I guessed that someone's crucible was about to explode. Fortunately, I was able to do it in time."
But others were not so lucky. The splashing potion was like a rain in the classroom. When it fell on everyone, it would burn them and make them scream.
Even Slughorn was no exception. Kyle saw two drops of potion fall on his bare head.
"Turn down the flame before adding the lacewing powder. Why would anyone make such a stupid mistake?" He covered his head and waved his wand, and the potions disappeared in an instant.
"Five points from Ravenclaw," he said.
The Ravenclaw boy looked a little depressed. He really didn't want to miss out on the lucky potion.
"Well, considering that this is your first mistake..." Slughorn sighed, "It will take a few days before the final potion is completed. After class, I will allow you to use this classroom again. One hour, remember, only one hour.”
"Thank you, Professor." The boy said happily, and then quickly ran to the storage cabinet.
The lacewing solution needs to be brewed for another 20 hours before proceeding to the next step. Slughorn must have made special adjustments because tomorrow morning happens to be a potion class.
If this Ravenclaw boy is fast enough, he should still be able to catch up with the others in time.
Half an hour later, the get out of class bell rang.
Slughorn moved slowly between the tables, looking at each cauldron in turn.
After checking each one, he would tap it on the table with his wand, and a thin line would appear around the crucible.
This is to prevent someone from sneaking into the classroom to destroy other people's potions when there is no class.
Originally he didn't take this step, but since he witnessed the strong smell of gunpowder between Gryffindor and Slytherin two days ago, he felt that he needed to do this.
Although it is a little troublesome, it is better than wasting two classes.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 719 Snape’s Scar
As expected, after the last Potions class on Friday, the bottle of Felixir ended up in Kangna's pocket.
Her Polyjuice Potion was so perfect that even Slughorn couldn't fault it.
Although Kyle's was similar, the potion in his cauldron was darker than Kangna's.
This is because he put in the African tree snake skin a little late, and it had no effect on the potion itself. If there was no Kangna, the first place would definitely be his.
But to be honest, neither Kyle nor Connor were particularly interested in the elixir rewarded by Slughorn.
Both of them have blessed elixirs, and they also have channels to get them.
Needless to say about Connor, as long as she asked, Snape would definitely not mind getting her a few bottles.
As for Kyle, he already has a good relationship with Dean Sathya of St. Mungo's. Coupled with the basilisk materials he sent before, it is naturally not difficult to get some blessing elixir.
So this reward is naturally not that attractive to them. It doesn't matter if they can get the best or not.
And more importantly, since the last time he wore the Ravenclaw diadem, Kyle had stayed away from such things as elixirs.
The feeling of being able to control everything is really intoxicating. Kyle is afraid that he will not be able to resist the temptation...
If not necessary, this is fine for now.
……
On the first weekend of the new school year, it suddenly started to rain with mist and drizzle, and it was freezing. However, this day was also the day for the Quidditch team to select new players, and there were many people on the field.
In addition to those who really want to join the team, most of them come to watch the fun. If possible, maybe they can spy on the enemy's situation for their own college team and kill two birds with one stone.
Since it was Gryffindor time in the morning, Kyle did not go to the pitch. Instead, he and Connor walked across the field to Hagrid's hut.
He has been in a bad mood these past two days, always keeping a straight face, and he has not even gone to the auditorium to eat recently.
It happened to be the weekend and Kyle wanted to come see what was going on.
When they arrived near the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid was absentmindedly watering the pumpkin patch at the door.
Inside are pumpkins about the size of a wheel. When Halloween comes, they will appear in every corner of the castle as decorations.
But Hagrid seemed to be thinking about other things. All the bucket of water in his hand was poured on the same pumpkin, and it formed a small puddle on the ground.
"Hagrid, if you don't be serious, we will have to go out and buy pumpkins for Halloween."
Kyle shouted, and Hagrid came back to his senses.
"Oh, it's Kyle, and Kangna." He greeted with a bucket: "Hello."
"Hello." Kyle walked up to him and asked directly, "What's wrong with you recently?"
"I'm fine..." Hagrid's eyes wandered and he took two steps forward, preparing to water the other pumpkins.
"Come on, don't you know that you are very bad at lying?" Kyle said, "Besides, if you didn't have anything on your mind, why would you come out to water the pumpkins on a rainy day?"
rain?
Hagrid then noticed that his hair was completely wet.
"Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier." He quickly put down the bucket and tried to scoop up the puddles with his hands.
"Does anyone else need to tell you about the rain?" Kyle couldn't help but muttered.
However, seeing Hagrid's busy appearance, he still took out his wand and helped clean up the excess water in the pumpkin patch.
Although he felt that this was also unnecessary, since Hagrid must have his reasons for doing this, he just wanted to help.
……
"Tell me what's going on."
When they returned to the cabin, Kyle asked again: "What's wrong with you recently?"
"I don't know..." Hagrid said softly: "Maybe Dumbledore made a mistake in choosing me as Care of Magical Creatures professor."
"Why do you think so?" Connor asked.
"Because only five people chose my improvement class this year." Hagrid said as if he was very determined.
"How many, five?" Kangna was a little surprised. This meant that only one person from each college chose Hagrid's class, and the number of people was a bit too small.
After all, even the divination class has more than a dozen people.
"Hagrid, are you setting the bar too high?"
"If 'A' is considered high." Hagrid sighed.
Kyle stopped talking. A just passed, and it was also the minimum standard for improving the class. There was really no way to lower it any further.
"Among these five people, are there Harry and the others?" Kyle asked tentatively.
"Harry, Hermione, and Ron, all three of them chose my class." Hagrid seemed to be somewhat comforted, but he couldn't laugh.
This meant that aside from these three friendship votes, only two people chose his class. Thinking of this, Hagrid felt even more sad.
"Dumbledore must have made a mistake in making me a professor!" His voice was trembling.
"Well... you can't say that..." Kyle said hesitantly.
He didn't know how to comfort Hagrid, even now this result was due to his help.
If it hadn't been for his insistence that Hagrid give up moving the Blast-Ended Skrewt into the classroom, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be these five people. After all, that thing is really unpleasant.