Hogwarts: My Plants Have Billions Of Evil Points

Three days later, the Leaky Cauldron.

In Leonard's room, a cauldron was bubbling.

With the tumbling of the bubbles, the color of the soup inside is also constantly changing, from green to purple, and finally to black, and the cycle repeats.

Leonard stared at the changes in the cauldron with a serious expression. From his cuff, a silvery shoot poked out his head, like a curious child staring at the changes in the cauldron.

These days Leonard has been brewing up potions, from quince essence to vitality tonic.

After the formula of Wolfsbane potion sent by Midgard yesterday, Leonard began to try to brew Wolfsbane potion again.

Midgard will naturally find a trustworthy potionist to brew wolfbane potion. There is no need to worry about someone stealing the patent. Midgard has already obtained the patent document of Damocles Bellby.

In a few days, the patent will belong to Leonard.

It's just that Leonard can't relax. Although Damocles Bellby promised not to disclose any relationship between him and Wolfsbane, as a patent holder, Leonard must not be able to cook the potion, right?

Isn't that nonsense.

However, brewing Wolfsbane Potion was more difficult than Leonard thought. He started to buy materials to try as soon as he got the formula, and the raw materials that cost a full fifty Galleons were almost exhausted by now.

As a result, not a single bottle of Wolf's Poison was brewed.

This time is the closest to success, and it's time to finish brewing the potion. As long as he doesn't make any mistakes, he can brew the Wolf's Poison potion.

The quality cannot be guaranteed, but at least it is a non-toxic potion with the effect of Wolfsbane potion.

After the color in the crucible changed seven times, Leonard moved, and threw the potion ingredients that had been processed on the table into it one by one.

The color of the soup in the crucible still has a tendency to change, but on the eve of each change, a potion material is mixed into it to stop the change.

Finally, when all the ingredients were put in, the soup in the crucible turned dark red, like mellow red wine.

It's a pity that this "red wine" is mixed with a lot of Black flocs.

Leonard frowned, extinguished the flame under the cauldron, and stirred it with a spoon.

Black's flocs are very stubborn and cannot be dissolved no matter how much you stir.

"Successful, but not enough. Is there still a problem with the timing of putting in the ingredients?" Leonard sighed and bottled the potion in the crucible.

Three bottles of medicine were boiled out of one pot of medicine. Judging from the color of the finished product, it should be a success, but the color is not good, and it is estimated that there will be adverse reactions that are difficult to ignore after drinking it.

"Oh, it's so annoying." Leonard rubbed his aching eyes, staring at the color-changing potion for so long that his eyes were blurred.

"It doesn't matter, let's do it for now." Where did Leonard come to pack the three bottles of Wolfsbane potion and send them to Midgard.

At this moment, the sprout protruding from Leonard's cuff stopped Leonard's behavior.

Leonard looked at Niaoya suspiciously, and just when he was wondering what this mysterious plant was going to do, he felt his cuff being pulled, and Niaoya pointed at the remaining materials on the table.

"You don't want to say that you can brew wolfbane potion, do you?" Leonard said amusedly.

Unexpectedly, the bud actually swayed up and down, as if nodding.

Leonard suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

I have been studying for a whole day and barely managed to cook a pot of defective products. Niaoya, who has been watching, actually said that she has learned it?

Leonard reached out for the materials suspiciously, and clearly felt the pull from the ancient buds.

It probably cannot perform too fine operations by itself, and can only give Leonard some hints and guidance at critical moments.

Leonard thought for a while, and lit the cauldron again, intending to try brewing potions under the guidance of the ancient sprouts.

Soon, a pot of color-changing soup was brewed. During this process, the ancient sprouts provided a lot of corrections, making the color of the soup more vivid.

Then it's a matter of waiting for the color to change seven times before adding subsequent materials.

Leonard emptied his mind, followed the guidance of the ancient sprouts, and put in the materials in the color change of the soup.

In the process, the ancient sprouts also let Leonard adjust the size of the flame, changing the level of boiling of the soup.

"So it's a temperature change problem?" Leonard muttered, finishing the potion with the help of the ancient sprouts.

Soon, four bottles of clear and pure potions, like red wine, were placed in front of Leonard.

"It actually succeeded." Leonard looked at the ancient buds who were smugly swaying to ask for credit, with mixed emotions, mixed with sadness and joy.

The joy is that it will be much more convenient for him to brew potions in the future. With the help of ancient sprouts, he can easily brew high-quality potions.

The sad thing is that my talent is not as good as a plant of unknown origin, which sounds really sad.