manynovel Chapter 629 Potions Class
Chapter 629 Potions Class
Chapter 629 Potions Class
The afternoon classes consisted of two consecutive Potions classes, so the students had to put down their unfinished homework and head to the underground classroom. Normally, Harry wasn't going to continue taking Potions this year because his Potions grade was an E, which didn't meet the requirements for entering the advanced class.
But Harry himself was a major reason that attracted Slughorn to return to teach.
Slughorn has already returned to Hogwarts, so how could he possibly miss out on such a famous student?
So he voluntarily relaxed the requirements and agreed to accept students with "good grades" into the advanced class.
Siren thought that even if Harry got a "T" on his Potions exam, Slughorn would lower the bar to the minimum; he really liked those famous students.
The group followed the familiar path to the underground classroom, which had long been Snape's private space.
But just as Snape transformed the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom into his own unique style, the underground classrooms also changed after Professor Slughorn took office.
The room was filled with steam and strange smells. There were also crucibles of different sizes in the classroom, and those smells were coming from these crucibles.
However, one thing remained unchanged: the curtains were still drawn tightly, and there was no sunlight in the classroom.
This is because some potions cannot be exposed to sunlight when they are being brewed, so many professional potion makers have gradually developed the habit of keeping the curtains drawn while working.
Slughorn obviously has this habit too.
As Celen entered the classroom, he was surprised to find Draco Malfoy there.
It's really rare. Malfoy didn't attend the opening banquet yesterday. Celen thought he had transferred schools.
Sheren waved enthusiastically, but Malfoy seemed unimpressed, keeping a straight face and silently squeezing among the other Slytherins.
What an impolite person.
Xilun ignored him and chose a seat closest to a golden cauldron, because the smell from that cauldron was the best.
Xilun had never smelled such an enticing scent before. It reminded him of the over 1,300-year-old dragon bloodwood branch that his grandfather Garrick had given him when he first enrolled in school, the smell of morning dew dripping into the forest, and perhaps a hint of the sulfurous smell of a fire dragon.
"That's really good." Harry couldn't help but sniff. "Did Professor Slughorn put the honey pie in the cauldron?"
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"Does it smell like honey?" Ron sniffed hard too. "Why do I only smell Galon?"
Xiren felt that he seemed to know what the potion in the golden cauldron was, but he wanted to figure out something else even more.
"Ron, what does Galon taste like?"
"I can't explain it either," Ron thought for a moment and said, "but you can close your eyes, take a deep breath, and you'll feel the dough piled up with Galleons as high as a mountain."
As he spoke, Ron closed his eyes with a look of pure bliss.
"Okay, okay, okay," Slughorn said, his massive frame looking like a grown walrus through the steam.
"Classmates, please take out your balances, grinders, and of course, the most important 'Advanced Potion Making'."
"I'm sorry, sir," Harry said, raising his hand to tell Slughorn that he hadn't bought the new Potions textbook in advance.
Slughorn seemed to have known all along, and simply smiled and nodded, telling him and Ron to go to the storage cabinet and find two old books to read first.
Xilun's eyes flickered as he looked at the storage cabinet in the corner.
He knew that there was an old book inside, filled with his old notes and the spells he had invented.
This includes the Sleight of Hand spell he used to cut the Devil's Web when he rescued Narcissa Malfoy in Diagon Alley.
In addition, there are some useful little spells, such as the Earplugs spell, which can ensure that when discussing certain secrets, no one else can hear you.
This spell held an even greater allure for Siron than the Divine Edge of Shadows spell, which could sever the Devil's Web.
To be honest, Xiren now really understands Voldemort. The Avada Kedavra curse is indeed useful; it's simple, efficient, has maximum stats, and doesn't require finishing off enemies.
Fortunately, he also had a wand that could cast the Killing Curse at will.
In this situation, the Divine Strike and Shadowless Spell, which is also an offensive technique, becomes less important. Moreover, when there's no need to kill the opponent, Siren prefers to use the Explosive Spell.
A short while later, Harry and Ron returned, each carrying a tattered copy of "Advanced Potions Making" and a set of faded, worn-out scales.
At this moment, Slughorn was asking everyone what kind of potions were in the cauldrons, as he wanted to broaden their horizons.
"Can anyone tell me what this is?" Slughorn pointed to the crucible closest to Malfoy.
"A pot of boiling water?" Ron muttered under his breath, looking at the contents.
"It's Truth Potion, Professor!" Hermione raised her hand. "It forces anyone who drinks it to tell the truth."
"Very good, very good," Slughorn said happily.
Xilun blinked. This was a valuable item, incredibly expensive in Knockturn Alley. The reason it was Knockturn Alley was because Truth Serum was impossible to buy through normal channels.
"And this one?" Slughorn pointed to another crucible.
"It's a compound decoction, Professor." It was Hermione again.
"This—" Slughorn pointed to the golden crucible closest to them.
"Aphrodisiac." It was Hermione again. "Its scent varies from person to person; it depends on what each person likes."
Slughorn was overjoyed, having once thought that Hermione was related to Hector Granger, the founder of the Society of Extraordinary Apothecaries.
Given that they both share the surname Granger and possess exceptional talent in potions, it's understandable to have such suspicions.
Even after Hermione revealed that she was just a wizard from a Muggle family, Slughorn showed no disappointment.
He likes students with valuable qualities; a distinguished family background is valuable, but so is outstanding personal ability.
“I have a best friend who’s also Muggle-born, but she’s the best student in the whole year.” Slughorn suddenly looked at Harry. “I’m pretty sure this is the friend you’re talking about, Harry?”
After receiving Harry's affirmative answer, he immediately added twenty points to Gryffindor's score.
It must be said that Slughorn's ability to found the Slug Club and attract so many celebrities was not due to his status as a Hogwarts professor, but more importantly, to his unique personal charm.
Hermione seems quite happy right now, and if Slughorn were to invite her to join his slug club at this time, she would most likely not refuse.