Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

In the cold and damp classroom below, green glass jars were lined along the walls, and the stuffed animals were shivering, but this was not the main reason for Harry Potter's chills.

"I think you didn't read a single book before school started, did you, Potter?"

Snape's words were still so annoying, Harry finally knew why the seniors in the dormitory always spoke ill of Snape.

He forced himself to stare straight into those indifferent eyes, and he did turn over all the books when he was at the Dursleys, but could Snape ask him to read The Thousand Wonderful Herbs and Mushrooms "Have you memorized all the content?

Snape still ignored Hermione's trembling arms.

"Potter, what's the difference between the boat-shaped aconite and the wolf-venomous aconite?"

At this moment, Hermione stood up, her hands reaching straight to the ceiling of the basement classroom.

"I don't know," Harry whispered, "but, I think, Hermione knows the answer, why didn't you ask her?"

"Pfft!"

Clark couldn't help laughing, Harry lowered his head to meet his eyes, and when he saw him wink at him, he almost gave a thumbs up.

Snape was certainly not happy.

"Sit down," he yelled angrily at Hermione, then stared at Clark again.

And Clark lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, his whole body seemed to be full of shouts of "Don't hit me! Don't hit me!".

"Perhaps our 'son of Gryffindor' can help his stupid classmate to answer, after all, aren't you the incarnation of knowledge?"

This time, even the other Slytherin students covered their mouths with their hands and giggled, while the Gryffindor students on the side looked at him worriedly.

But in the eyes of Hermione who was closest, Clark's mouth clearly showed a smile that the plan had succeeded.

At this time, he stopped shaking, raised his head, stood up steadily, straightened his waist, and looked directly into Snape's eyes. The momentum spread, giving Snape a bad feeling in his heart.

"Aconitum niger is also called wolf poison aconite, ranunculus plant, is a magical plant, and they are collectively called aconite. The former is light in color and large in size; the latter is small in size and dark in color. In herbalism However, in mysticism, the boat-shaped aconite symbolizes the water element, and the wolf poison aconite symbolizes the element land.”

Clark answered directly from the last question. The detailed content instantly shocked all the little wizards. Hermione even had stars in her eyes, raised her head, and looked at him with admiration.

"Bezoar, called bezoar in the East, can be found in the stomach of goats and in the stomach of cows, but not every goat or cow has it in the stomach, and goats with bezoar are like cows. All have the characteristics of thin stature and distended abdomen.

The word bezoar comes from the Persian 'padzahr (??????)', which literally means 'to prevent poisoning'. In mysticism, the stone in the stomach of the cow has extremely stable magical properties, which can inert the reaction of the potion and make it solidify, thus solving most of the magic poisons. But be warned, it does not resolve curses, and potion poisons with mercury. "

His eyes were piercing, how could he still look like a scumbag just now, the last question, he was going to give Snape a fatal blow.

"The narcissus root powder is added to the wormwood infusion, and it can be made into a powerful hypnotic medicine, which is a drink of life and death water.

But this medicine has the aftereffect of being drowsy after the fact, and the taste of this hypnotic is not good, bitter and astringent, you need to add a little sleepy bean juice, so that people can ignore its taste, and There are no sequelae.

When you use it, you only need to drop a few drops into the wine, and you can quickly enter a coma.

But the medieval witch had a better way, which was to mix it with perfume, apply it on a specific part, close to the object you want to cast, so that people would be hypnotized silently, very hidden, and very good persistence. "

Clark paused.

"With regard to my description of the effects of narcissus root powder and wormwood infusion, it begins on the third-to-last line of page 7 of "Advanced Potions-Making" by Libaxiu Polage, titled "Living Hell Potion" , which is the fifth-grade potions textbook.

The rest of the usage is in the third-grade magic history textbook, which you can find in the chapter "Witches of the Middle Ages". But these are just the contents of the book. "

He looked at Snape and said slowly:

"Actually, in potions, 'living **** decoction' actually has another hidden effect in mysticism.

Legend has it that in the Victorian era, a potionist was devastated by the death of his wife, so he concocted this potion, UU reading www. In the flower language of uukanshu.com at that time, narcissus is a kind of lily (Lily), which means 'my regret rests with you', and the wormwood infusion has a sweet and bitter taste, symbolizing extreme sadness, pain and regret. "

Snape avoided Clark's gaze subconsciously. Harry seemed to see a faint glimmer of tears in his eyes, which made him think he must have lost his head. Snape still crying?

"The two are combined, and the lily falls into the bitter wormwood juice, and the connotation is 'I deeply regret your death and have lived a life of hellish grief since then'.

This characteristic perfectly interprets the effect of the 'living **** decoction'. It is rumored that a clever potion master, configured with a 'living **** decoction', can make people see the person he most wants to see in his sleep. , thus unwilling to wake up.

Therefore, this medicine is also known as 'the love that lasts forever'. "

After Clark finished his last sentence, Harry was puzzled, while Snape's face was tensed. His originally empty eyes, full of inexplicable emotion, looked at the specimen jars on both sides of the classroom.

Even the dullest person, seeing his expression, could guess that Clark's words must have touched Snape's heart. And a girl as sensitive as Hermione, after hearing Clark's words, couldn't help but redden her eyes, as if she was sad for the love that happened more than a hundred years ago.

The entire classroom was silent, and a low air pressure lingered above their heads, making the little wizards quiet.

After a while, Snape turned his eyes away and said in a bad tone, "Why don't you write all this down!"

The sound of writing in unison suddenly sounded in the classroom, and then Snape said dryly, "Five points for Gryffindor."