Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Hoffa cuts Morat's tentacles into small pieces and sprinkles them into the crucible.

The clear water in the crucible suddenly turned red, which is one of the materials for magic power to restore potion.

Miranda is staring at the potion book nun mumbled spells while stirring the red potion in the cauldron.

Seeing Hoffa Samorat's tentacles, Miranda was taken aback.

"Eh, Hoffa, aren't we doing Shrinking Potion today?"

Hoffa whispered, "Well, that’s boring. I recently studied a new formula, which is very fun. Let me do it."

"Um, okay."

Miranda pushed the glasses and changed positions with Hoffa.

Take the crucible.

Before Hoffa started, he directed Miranda to cut various potion classroom materials.

After that, he threw the cut raw materials into the crucible, regardless of whether the dosage was correct or not.

Of course, his imprecise attitude to boil potion is definitely not good, as the material plops down the pot, the color in the pot becomes more and more weird.

While cutting, Miranda looked worriedly at the boiling crucible. The crucible had begun to make ominous si si noises.

She whispered: "Hoffa, I have never seen any medicine made in this way. Are you cooking?"

"Well, don’t talk, help me put the daisy Cut the root."

"Okay..."

After throwing it for a while, the color of Hoffa’s crucible began to look the same as the facial expression of mental disorder. The potion inside boiled violently, and it smelled of burnt shoehorns.

The student next to him couldn't help frowning.

Seeing that potion is getting more and more abnormal.

The puzzled Miranda took out wand, trying to stop it.

However, it was too late, with a bang in the crucible.

Hoffa pulled Miranda to jump back like lightning, avoiding the wanton spray of medicinal liquid. At this point, everyone in the potion classroom pinched their noses and turned their heads.

Slughorn, who was immersed in the performance of Aglaia, suddenly lifts the head. He raised his brows and strode to Hoffa's table, pinched his nose and stretched out his head, then roared sharply:

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"What is this? Horva, please explain!"

The crucible is spraying a multi-colored liquid, and the liquid si si is dripping from the table. One after another weird branches grew on the ground.

Hoffa looked flustered, looking around, like a Neville not knowing what to do.

He is waiting.

Less than a second, as if pressing the switch of the remote control, triggering some kind of inevitable event.

"hmph, the secondary magic power restores potion!"

The ridiculous voice of clear cooling sounded from outside the crowd, and Hoffa was overjoyed.

Ha, got the bait!

"It's just a recovery potion that failed to refining. Didn't expect Bach. You want to do this kind of stuff. It's really an overestimate one's capabilities."

Princess Ager, potion class When Leia spoke, the class fell silent.

Aglaia hugged her arms, stern face, and made a look of disgust and impatientness. But the ecstasy and excitement in her eyes could not be concealed.

Hoffa yelled unwillingly: "What potion none of your business do I refine?"

"Ha~? Just rely on you, can you please weigh yourself?"

Aglaia pushed away the student who stopped her, strode to Hoffa's cauldron, and took out the wand with a wave.

The boiling crucible immediately calmed down.

"Morat rat tentacles, lionfish spine meal, porcupine quill, armadillo bile, plus a spirit root..."

She slanted For the sake of attention, the medicine used by Hoffa was reported as well as the name of the dish.

"tsk tsk tsk, Horva~Are you a wizard from the eighteenth century? You can use this old-fashioned method, and it's a mess."

this At time, Hoffa was not angry, but secretly pleased. If you want to pretend, let you pretend to be enough.

"Oh yo." Hoffa disdain to praise, "It's like you are very difficult to deal with, you can do it!"

Aglaia became more and more excited. , And her eyes flashed with dramatic rays of light.

"I'm on? On on, I will make you stronger than you in one hand!"

She slapped Miranda away, and couldn't wait to grab her hair. Leng the stick in Miranda's hand.

"Look up! If it were me, I would not put so much red rat fur, because the tentacles of Morat rat in this potion only neutralize pain and relieve pain, not for enhancement Resistance, what's the use of you putting so much?"

She quickly took out all kinds of potions from the cabinet with her fingers, decomposed them, cut them, and threw them into the cauldron very fast. It's dazzling.

(1 point later)

"...And why do you put so little armadillo bile? Have you never heard of armadillo bile in class? As a medicine to enhance intelligence, the initial dosage should be more than 250ml..."

(After 1 point)

"...porcupine quill is just treated without treatment Add it to potion, what do you think. Also, this technique was eliminated by the French wizard as early as 1821, and you are still using it. I really don’t know from which horn you got the prescription. ……."

(1 point later)

"...Oh, put so many powdered root of asphodel, what do you want to do, you want to put people Is it poison to death? Or you simply don’t understand the poison of this stuff. I really don’t know how your usual grades come from..."

(1 point after... ....)

"...Hey, you should really improve your hands-on ability, Horva student, otherwise I really don’t know you First Year Can you graduate..."

She was immersed in the joy of being a teacher, her eyes flashed with intoxicating rays of light, and she didn't care about Hoffa's eyes at all.

At this moment, Hoffa doesn't care about Aglaia's sarcasm at all. He runs the Meditation Method with all his strength, and his spirit is silent in the potion like a spider web, carefully feeling the changes of the potion.

Magic power restoration of potion is more complicated than any blind potion he has refined before, and he must concentrate on it. Prevent any detail from being missed. .

Finally, after an unknown period of time, in the dull eyes of the class of students, all the materials turned into tubes of small reagents in her hands.

Aglaia pinched three small glass tubes in the air, glanced all around, straightened his chest, and couldn’t help but said proudly:

"Of course, restore potion as the most One of the extensive and professional wizard potion, to make it, you need the last matching step."

She prolonged her tone.

"I dare you to say that few people in the world know this ratio."

She raised her hand, and Hoffa focused her attention to the extreme.

"The ratio must be..."

"cough cough!!!"

Suddenly, there was a deliberately coughing voice in the crowd. It interrupted Aglaia's endless talk, and also interrupted the stunned expressions of the students in the class.

As soon as he turned his head, Slughorn walked over.

Hoffa's face sank.

Slughorn, why did this Old Guy suddenly pop up?

I saw Slughorn looking at Aglea with a look of shock but emotion.

"Enough, child, don't continue."

Aglaia frowned looked at the potion in her hand, the performance was interrupted, she was very, very upset!

"What are you doing?" she asked unhappily, not caring about his identity as a teacher.

Slughorn didn’t answer her, he looked towards Hoffa seriously: "Bach, I’m glad you have the spirit of experimenting, but this is the Ministry of Magic controlled medicine, which is a kind of exciting potion, and it’s the best in the future. Don't try it. If you want to buy it, you can go to St. Mungo's to apply for registration."

The surrounding students snickered, as if taking potion recovery is not a glorious thing.

Slughorn looked towards Aglaia again, and said, “The exquisite operation is simply art. It’s a pity that this kind of potion is protected by patent law. I can’t let you operate it in class. Otherwise, if it spreads out, the school will be responsible, and the impact will not be great. If you are interested, I can take you to see the Ministry of Magic medicine control department next time..."

He An endless stream of comfort made Aglaia stop pouting. She frowned and put the potion in her pocket, coldly snorted, and walked away with her arms.

Hoffa gritted her teeth secretly.

The potion class is really inconsistent with my own horoscope, just the last step. As a result, Slughorn was killed halfway. Now I know the complete formula, but I don’t know the final ratio. This can be nerve-wracking. NS.

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After the potion class is over, Aglaia walked out unhappily, although Slughorn affirmed her potion’s talents , But she hasn't finished the medicine after all.

Furthermore, Slughorn praised her every time, it has made her lose her freshness, and even started to make her feel a little bored.

She wants more people to convince herself, more different people, especially the arrogant guy.

It's just a half-dose of medicine, which is not enough to make the guy lower his head...

Sure enough, Hoffa floated past her, look steadily forward. Aglaia talked and laughed with his dogs, but the corner of his eyes locked on that guy.

Damn it! I actually ignored myself! Does he think he can't really refine magic power to restore potion?

Obviously I can do it, only a little bit short of it.

A little bit! !

The more Aglaia thinks about it, the more upset it gets.

Finally, she pushed away the people around her and followed Hoffa.

To live is to prove four words.

I am better than you.

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Damn Slughorn! !

It's just a little bit worse.

Hoffa walked hurriedly while taking out the quill and parchment records.

Although his spirit is higher than ordinary people, his memory is not bad. However, it is difficult to memorize all such a long list of potion recipes and instructions.

He had to walk on the road and remember, to prevent himself from forgetting any details.

Walking to an unmanned self-study classroom, Hoffa put Quill and parchment in his mouth and hurriedly walked in. Just find a place to sit down and start recording.

Aglaia followed Hoffa to the door, and just wanted to go in and ask if Hoffa was suspicious of his skills.

Suddenly I saw Hoffa quickly writing something in the room.

Huh? What is he writing.

Aglaia stood by the door, stunned for a moment. She frowned immediately.

She is not stupid, but very smart. Just now she fell into a self-proving fanatical circle and didn't care about Hoffa's unconventional behavior.

He hasn't done anything extraordinary for more than a month. Why did he choose a 2X-level potion for production today?

Why didn't he go back to the common room with the peacemaker Miranda after class, instead he ran to the classroom to write and draw.

Aglaia rubbed her pointed chin, gradually, her brows stretched out.

pa!

She hit her palm with a punch.

ha ha ha, bastard, actually stealing from me!

At first, Aglaia couldn't help being proud, and then his face was gloomy down.

To dare to use me, this guy must have some ulterior secret. Hum...

Aglaia glanced dangerously at Hoffa in the room.

In the classroom, Hoffa, who was recording the potion prescription, suddenly stabbed his back. The feeling of being stared at by evil spirits made him chill from head to tail.

He immediately looked up outside the classroom.

But I didn't see anything.