A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 531: Brewing and Lucky Potion

In the library, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat together to catch up with their homework, but there were voices talking about that article everywhere, and they couldn't avoid it even if they wanted to. Mrs. Pince had already driven away three groups of young wizards who were arguing red-faced with a feather duster, but unfortunately the effect was minimal.

"Harry, doesn't your wand core come from the same phoenix as You-Know-Who?" Ron asked.

"Yeah, it's all from Forks," said Harry slowly, not wanting to admit it.

"Wouldn't your wand be on the list too?" Ron said excitedly in a low voice.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

"Probably not," he said, "the newspapers also said that wands and wizards complement each other, and I'm just a student." Having said that, Harry couldn't help but imagine that if one day he also achieved A similar achievement... no, the thought of Voldemort makes his stomach queasy, and someone else, Headmaster Dumbledore or Professor Hemp would be fine.

His eyes gradually blurred.

"But why isn't Principal Dumbledore's wand on it?" Ron flipped through the newspaper, looking for new topics with great interest.

"It says above that only those who have publicly praised their wands will be selected." Harry said casually.

"And what about Salazar Slytherin?"

"Maybe it's because it's too weird." Harry thought of Lucius Malfoy's cane, which was impressive.

At this time, another pair of young wizards quarreled, and they seemed to be still lovers.

"How could the professor kill someone?"

"But the newspapers said——"

"It must be a rumor! And the above only said 'possible', maybe the rules themselves are wrong."

They quarreled violently and were finally kicked out by the annoyed Mrs. Pince.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"Has the rumor developed to this extent? It's only been this morning—" Hermione said incredulously, she closed the book again and again, "We'd better remind the professor, it's obvious that someone with a heart is doing something bad."

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"There are many flaws." Hermione lowered her head and spread the newspaper in front of them, some key points were underlined: "You see, first, the article is not signed, which is very abnormal; second, only the old The reason why the wand is on the list is not because of a wizard, it’s just a fairy tale! It seems vague, but the article mentions the cruel method of inheritance and puts the name of the professor on it... Come to think of it, even we are just I accidentally eavesdropped on the professor's conversation, and then I learned the name of the professor's new wand, how did the others know?"

"Hiss~" Ron took a breath and made a mouth gesture: "Snape?"

"It's unlikely—" Hermione shook her head. She looked around and said softly, "Close your ears and listen." This spell turned their voices into an indistinguishable hum.

"Why? I think it's possible." Harry said that his resentment towards Snape had hit a new high recently. During the last confinement yesterday, Snape asked them to clean the old jars, and the smell inside them was almost unbelievable. Smoked to death.

"Because he has a good relationship with the professor." Hermione said simply.

"It's not impossible," Ron said in a low voice, "Who knows how he got the information, even Sirius didn't know, and his whereabouts are secretive, let me say, maybe he's been here all summer vacation. Visit relatives and friends, inquire about news with his old friends... He has a very good relationship with Malfoy's father!"

Hermione sighed.

"Although I don't like him either, Principal Dumbledore and Professor Haip both trust him. Don't you think they are idiots?"

Harry and Ron were speechless, and this reason was enough to erase all doubts.

"Well, you're right," said Ron wearily.

"The problem now is that this kind of rumor can't be allowed to spread anymore," Hermione said sternly: "It's better to remind the professor."

"Is this necessary?" Harry asked, "Professors are not fragile people."

"It has nothing to do with fragility. Remember in the second grade, you were misunderstood as the heir of Slytherin? And in the fourth grade, we were misunderstood and put our names into the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione analyzed: "If the students listen There are rumors that the professor may face suspension."

Recognizing the seriousness of the problem, they packed up and left, looking in high spirits as they passed the Slytherin students.

"Nice job..." said a sixth-year Slytherin, blushing.

Harry asked puzzled, "Are they gloating?" It didn't look like it.

"They're so happy! They don't care how the professor got the Elder Wand, remember that article? Invincible..." Hermione said softly, "I heard Parkinson and Mi Lisson is discussing whether Professor Haip can beat Principal Dumbledore, and hearing their tone, it seems that they can't wait."

"What a bunch of weirdos..." Harry shook his head.

On the other side, Felix came out of the principal's office.

His face changed.

The Elder Wand actually existed, something he didn't know before. To be precise, it was the principal himself who admitted that the power of the Elder Wand was far greater than that of ordinary wands. He did not ask about the origin of this wand, because Dumbledore obviously did not want to go into details.

A human life may be involved.

Walking in the corridor, Felix could occasionally hear the enthusiastic discussions of the students. Some of them were also guessing, where did Professor Hemp's Elder Wand come from? When the **** inheritance rules of the Elder Wand are made public, it is bound to bear such suspicious eyes.

Doubt is inevitable.

Not even Dumbledore could avoid it.

Besides, he had some vague guesses.

Principal Dumbledore's hands-on records are pitiful, but no one will ignore the legendary duel in 1945-in that public duel, Dumbledore defeated a generation of Dark Lord Grindelwald.

The indirect result was the disintegration of the group of saints, which claimed to have a number of 100,000.

But Grindelwald is still staying in Nurmengard. He is alive and well, so the rumors are wrong. It is not necessary to kill the original owner. Maybe it is just a malicious disarming spell?

From the few conversations with the principal, Felix came to a conclusion: the Elder Wand is like an amplifier and guide of strength. It will amplify the power of the wizard holding the Elder Wand. This improvement is still obvious, but Felix can also understand:

Because the Elder Wand has multiple owners in history, and each owner is a strong man in the duel arena.

Want to know why little wizards prefer to choose brand new wands that have no other owners? In addition to wanting to choose the most suitable one from many wands, another more realistic reason is: second-hand wands will have the spellcasting habits of the original owner, and only white paper can be used for painting.

That article has made it very clear-the wand chooses the wizard, and the wand and the wizard grow together.

"This also means that the magic wand has growth properties. Of course, this growth property is actually dispensable for the owner. At most, it is more convenient." Felix thought to himself: "But if What if this wand falls into the hands of another man who is a perfect fit for it?"

If the original owner of the wand is a master of Transfiguration, this wand will help the new owner learn Transfiguration better, regardless of rejection.

In his own case, his wand is extremely exclusive, since it's his hair in it, after all. But it's not impossible to adjust, he can change the master selection rule of the wand to a wizard who is proficient in ancient runes.

Although this is difficult and not easy to do, Felix also has a lot of attainments in wand learning, at least he is very sure: if he spends enough time, or with Ollivander Mister cooperation, might actually be able to change the rules of the wand to minimize repulsion.

Perhaps thousands of years later, after his magic wand has absorbed the wisdom and spellcasting habits of ancient rune masters, it will become a legend, an existence similar to the Elder Wand.

In Felix's mind, the Elder Wand may have been just a powerful wand in the beginning, with top-notch materials, core, and manufacturing techniques, and may have incorporated alchemy techniques.

But the most important thing - what makes the Elder Wand different from ordinary wands, is that it can identify itself.

This trait is enough for it to learn knowledge and spellcasting habits from multiple masters over a long period of time. Felix thought about it, and Godlott regarded his wand as his partner or even a mentor, using the power of the wand and his own knowledge to write "The Most Poisonous Magic"...

Dumbledore explicitly states that the Elder Wand doesn't think and communicate like a human, so it's just faithfully recorded?

After all, its previous owners were very strong, and occasionally a few who couldn't support the wall will leave a strong mark in history, because they were controlled by the evil knowledge hidden in the wand.

Felix let out a long sigh of relief.

It is unknown why the wizard who made the Elder Wand did this. Anyway, Felix himself has strong doubts about the existence of the God of Death. After all, Beedle, the poet, lived in the fifteenth century. Legend...

On his own terms, Felix thinks that the wizard who might create the Elder Wand is an extremely skilled alchemist and wandmaker. As for the reason... Maybe it was a whim, or it could be an experiment.

Some notes left by Nick Flamel opened Felix's eyes, one of which is the legend about the cornucopia:

'People tend to have a strong curiosity about areas they don't understand. If they don't get an explanation, they tend to fill it with their own cognition. Both wizards and Muggles have this bad habit.

Taking the folklore cornucopia as an example, I can think of at least a dozen ways to realize it, eliminating some blindfolds (such as using the traceless stretching spell to hide a batch of gold in advance, and then you can sit down and watch the show), and There are more complicated operations (of course it is closer to the role of the legendary cornucopia, which is enough to be fake in the ancient times when information is blocked):

The specific method is to attach some small devices that cannot be seen by Muggles to alchemy items. These devices have a strong sensitivity to gold. The wealth of some innocent rich businessman hundreds of kilometers away.

It wasn't difficult, and a Muggle (usually a simple farmer) at the time would only marvel at having a treasure that spontaneously produced gold, a cornucopia, without doubting that The stolen wealth actually belongs to other people. If you do it cleverly enough, you can melt the stolen gold into a fixed shape, and then put a unique mark on it...

In my long life, I have actually seen similar behavior, and because of this, I have been careful to control the outflow of my work. My research is strictly for the research itself, of course, it is not ruled out that it is because I made a bet with Perenal...'

Felix was walking by the Black Lake, feeling the bliss of the breeze, watching Varun run after a butterfly with its scarf raised behind his head, and it felt good.

To sum up, is there a **** of death in this world? He's not sure, but unless Death is really standing in front of him, and he can't beat him, the question is moot. Whether it's the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, or the Invisibility Cloak, he just regards it as an extremely brilliant The work of an alchemist.

When you encounter it, borrow it and study it.

This also made him think that there was really no need to dwell on the Elder Wand and Death.

He also holds in his hand the production methods of a large number of magic items such as the Philosopher's Stone, Horcruxes, oh, yes, and the time converter. He has no shortage of time energy.

"If there is really a **** of death in this world, I hope you will appear in front of me and shatter my three views..." Felix muttered softly, but soon he changed his mind, "Well, it's best It's still a few years at night, when we can sit down and talk about magic."

On the way back, he heard movement behind him and looked back to see Harry, Ron and Hermione jumping out from behind the pillar.

"As it happens, I still want to find you." He said to Harry.

"Professor," said Harry breathlessly, "we have heard some rumors, and now everyone is guessing where the wand in your hand came from."

"You'd better clarify, if you let it go, it will definitely spread more and more outrageous." Hermione added.

The first two had finished speaking, and when it was Ron's turn, he could only nod his head.

"So this is directly skipping the authenticity and defaulting to my holding the Elder Wand?" Felix said with a smile, "Don't worry, someone will explain it to me, you wait and read the nearest newspaper. On the contrary, I I’m really curious about the next development—whether they choose to believe a story that sounds like that, or they want to know the truth at the expense of their lives.”

Harry and the others were really frightened by these words, and they froze in place. Felix went on to say: "I mean those dark wizards who have twisted their minds."

The three immediately laughed, "Ah, of course, otherwise, what else could it be?"

"Here, Harry, Mr. Slughorn gave it to you." Felix threw the small bottle containing Felicia to Harry.

"Mr. Slughorn?" Harry caught the vial, looked at the golden liquid inside, and shook it casually. The golden droplets jumped like swimming fish. He asked suspiciously: "What is this?"

Hermione covered her mouth, "Oh, my God, my God."

"Felix Felix," Felix replied.

Harry still doesn't get it, he spends most of his time in Potions class dawdling, his expectations for this class are very low, just pass it, and the textbooks of the lower grades don't contain Felix Potions The introduction of this potion.

Felix looked at Hermione, giving her the task of explaining was a win-win result.

"Felix Elixir, it has another name, Lucky Potion! The effect is to bring good luck to people, no matter what you do, you can go smoothly." Hermione said, she remembered that she was in the second grade The professor had seen this rare potion—she was trying to find out about Polyjuice Potion at the time, but the professor took out several bottles of powerful potions, including a small bottle of Felix Elixir, and put them in Harry's hand. This vial is exactly the same.

As expected, Harry and Ron opened their eyes wide at the same time, and Harry felt that the small bottle in his hand was so hot~IndoMTL.com~ He couldn't remember how he took it from the professor.

"That's right," Felix nodded to Hermione, and then turned to Harry: "You can ask Miss Granger about the precautions and contraindications of this potion, and let me ask one more question, You don't really think that potions can change your luck, do you?"

Harry stared at him blankly, "Isn't it?"

"Let me explain it this way," Felix said to them. "Have you ever experienced this? Because of nervousness, you didn't perform well enough on some important occasions, and you were so upset afterwards that you felt that if you could do it all over again, you would be better off." Will it be better?"

The three of them were thoughtful.

"That's what I think after every exam." Ron whispered, "Can Felix Felicia help?"

Felix smiled, "If you have never been exposed to this part of knowledge before, what it can do is quite limited. Felix Elixir will stimulate your potential, make you sharper, and make your judgment more accurate, as if Everything is under control... so you can easily do things that you can't even imagine, but the truth is, you already have this potential."

Harry looked at the potion in his hand, and the eagerness in his heart gradually calmed down.

"Felix Felicia is a potion of luck, but not a wishing potion," he said.

Felix nodded with a smile.

Harry's eyes widened suddenly, "Wait, the thinking cabin that teaches you—" Doesn't it have a similar effect? He knew that a branch function of this magic was to speed up thinking, which sounded similar to the effect of Felicia Potion.

"Ah," Felix said slyly, "Don't you know? The effects of spells and potions can replace each other, so to some extent, your idea is right." Just like his name In that way, he can also let 'luck' come at any time.