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Just as Slughorn was about to start class, a student suddenly asked a question.

"Professor, you haven't told us what's in it yet?" said Hufflepuff pure-blood wizard Ernie MacMillan, pointing to a small black cauldron on the podium. The medicine in the small crucible splashed cheerfully, its color was like molten gold, large drops of liquid jumped on the surface, like goldfish, but none of them spilled out.

"Hey!" Slughorn let out an exclamation, but Lane believed that he hadn't forgotten this thing at all, and the exclamation was purely for some dramatic effect after someone asked the question as he expected. But it worked really well, and everyone in the class was attracted, even Malfoy, who had been whispering after class, was no exception.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what you are seeing now is the most miraculous potion here, called Felix Elixir." After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Hermione, "I think our smart Miss Granger must know this. What is the effect of this medicine?"

"It's a potion of luck, it will bring you good luck!" Hermione was very excited. Since they were guided by Ryan to start contacting and master the power of rules, they began to have great interest in this potion. Because they judge that this potion is the only one among known potions that can touch the rules. It's a pity that they couldn't find any clues about this potion other than knowing the name of this potion before, even if this potion is priceless in the black market in Knockturn Alley.

So now, at the moment after seeing this potion, Ryan and Hermione's eyes glowed with desire. I can't wait to take this potion away for analysis now.

Fortunately, everyone in the classroom looked at the potion with longing eyes, so Ryan and his eyes were ignored by Slughorn, and he said in a passionate tone: "Very correct, give Gryffindor another shot." Add ten points. The brewing process of Felix Elixir is very complicated, and if you make a mistake, the consequences will be disastrous. However, if you brew it properly, like the one in this crucible, you will find that no matter what you do, you will succeed easily... at least before the effect of the medicine wears off."

Speaking of this, his expression became a little dazed, and his eyes were full of memories: "I used it twice, once when I was 24 years old, and once when I was 57 years old. I took two spoonfuls for breakfast. Those two days passed really Perfect. Of course, once this potion is used in a slightly larger amount, it will have extremely bad side effects, including but not limited to dizziness, recklessness and dangerous arrogance. Of course, occasionally, use it with caution"

Slughorn took out a drop-shaped potion bottle from his arms and showed it to the class: "This small potion will be used as a prize for this class, and it can bring twelve hours of good luck. Of course , the use of this agent in organized competition is prohibited."

Looking at the students who were mobilized with all their interest, they looked at themselves with longing eyes. Slughorn suddenly cheered up, "How can I win this wonderful prize of mine? Please turn to the tenth page of "Advanced Potion Making", you need to stay in the next hour or so Make a serving of the Water of Death. Whoever does it the best will win the vial of Felix Felicity. Now, let's begin!"

There was only a harsh scratching sound, and everyone pulled the crucible to their faces, and then there was the clang of weights on the balance and the rattle of books being turned. But no one spoke, and everyone's attention was focused.

Glancing at Harry's book, Lane saw that the margins on every page of his old book were as black as the potions. It was a force of fate that had given Harry access to Snape's old book that was destined to be his. If Ryan wants to get the lucky potion, he needs to use some extra methods.

He drew his wand and pointed at the materials on the table, then whispered the incantation in Quenya as he gently drew runes in the air. "Decomposition, Extraction, Fusion"

With the release of his magic, runes the size of rice grains floated out to form a line of glowing red light, and finally formed a pentagram surrounded by double-layer rings on the table with the crucible as the core circle. The raw materials placed on the table also flew up one by one, and were sliced, powdered, and squeezed out according to the command of Ryan's wand.

This movement naturally attracted the attention of others, but the students were all thinking about the Elixir of Bliss as a prize, so they just took a look and turned their eyes away to get busy with their own affairs. Only Slughorn showed a shocked look on his face, and he stood directly beside Ryan to watch Ryan's operation.

This is a simple application of the rules of change. The magic circle in front of him is actually an incomplete field for alchemy formed by Ryan using the rules of change to drive the magic power. In the embryonic form of this field, Ryan can easily analyze, decompose, and reorganize all substances in the field that do not involve rules, while eliminating external interference as much as possible.

Just five minutes later, while others were still frantically preparing, Ryan's crucible was already filled with light blue vapor, and the liquid in the crucible turned into a well-mixed, tea-brown liquid. Then he waved his wand, and the Sleepy Beans automatically lined up in a small group over the cauldron, squeezed themselves dry, and jumped into the trash can under the table.

The medicine in the pot immediately turned light snow blue after adding sleepy bean juice, and then the liquid in the pot began to swirl under Ryan's command, and gradually the color of the liquid gradually became lighter, first turning pink, and then becoming more and more pale. more and more clear. 40 minutes after the start, Ryan felt that the potion was ready and waved his hand. The churning liquid in the crucible immediately calmed down. At this time, the liquid in the crucible was as clear as water.

"What a miracle, are you an alchemist?" Slughorn said a little excitedly after inspecting the potion made by Ryan, "I have rarely seen such a high level of alchemy as you showed today. gone."

"How do you know it's not magic?" Ryan asked curiously. It takes careful observation to distinguish between alchemy and ordinary magic, and Slughorn didn't get close just now, he just glanced at it from a distance and recognized it. come out. This made Ryan feel a little incomprehensible.

"Haha." Slughorn smiled. "We wizards are people who can use magic, but why do we have to do everything by hand, whether it's handling potion materials or brewing? That's because the weak magic overflow when casting a spell will contaminate the potion, thereby reducing the effect of the potion. Only level Only an alchemist who reaches a certain level can use magic power without affecting the effect of the medicine itself."

"That's right." Ryan felt that he didn't know this knowledge because he was not born as a wizard, so he didn't know some knowledge that could be called common sense in the magical world.

In the following time, Ryan put the potion into the crystal bottle and cleaned up the table. Afterwards, he took out an alchemy material copied from the school library from the space bag and looked at it. And Slughorn began to walk around the classroom. However, unlike Professor Snape, he was just patrolling and didn't say anything.

Finally, after an hour, Slughorn began to walk slowly between the tables, examining each cauldron in turn. But he kept quiet during this process. Most people don't make very good stuff, like Ron's stuff is like asphalt, and Ernie's stuff is a weird blue. But what Hermione made was excellent, and Harry's potion was surprisingly good.

"You are as ingenious as your mother." Slughorn patted Harry on the shoulder and praised him, then took out the drop-shaped vial and walked towards Ryan.

"Our Mr. Leung is the undisputed winner!" he shouted to his class in the dungeon as he handed Felicia Felix to Ryan. "I've never seen a young wizard at this age capable of doing this. Here, take it. I mean what I say. I'll give you a bottle of Felix Elixir. Make good use of it!"

Ryan quickly stuffed the small bottle into his pocket under the envious eyes of a group of people. It just so happened that there were no other classes in the afternoon. After he returned to the common room in a hurry, he put away the textbooks and prepared to follow the pre-discussed plan to call Hermione to the alchemy laboratory to study the secrets hidden in the Felicia.