Chapter 531： Brewing and Lucky Potion

In the library, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting together rushing homework, but there were voices talking about the article all around, and they couldn't avoid it. Mrs. Pins had already waved a feather duster to drive away three groups of blushing little wizards, but unfortunately, little effect had been achieved.

"Harry, isn't your wand core from the same phoenix as the mysterious man?" Ron asked.

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

"Then your wand can also be on the list?" Ron said in a low voice excitedly.

Harry's heart beat suddenly.

"It might not be possible," he said. "The newspaper also said that the wand and the wizard complement each other, and I'm just a student." Even so, Harry couldn't help but imagine that if one day he would achieve something similar. …No, he feels nauseous when he thinks of Voldemort. If you change another person, Principal Dumbledore or Professor Haipu 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 enthusiastically.

"As mentioned above, only those who publicly praised their wand will be selected." Harry said casually.

"What happened to Salazar Slytherin?"

"Probably because it's too different." Harry remembered Lucius Malfoy's cane, which was impressive.

At this time, another pair of little wizards quarreled, and they looked like they were still lovers.

"How can a professor kill someone?"

"But it's all said in the newspaper—"

"It must be a rumor! And the above only talks about ‘possible’, maybe the rule itself is wrong."

They quarreled so hard that they were finally driven out by the annoyed Mrs. Pins.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other.

"Has the rumors developed to this level? It's only one morning—" Hermione said incredulously, and she repeated the book. "We'd better remind the professor. It's obvious that someone who wants to mess up."

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"There are many flaws." Hermione lowered her head and spread the newspaper in front of them. Some of the key points on it were lined up: "Look, first, the article is not signed, which is very abnormal; second, only the old magic wand is on the list. The reason is not because of a certain wizard, but just a fairy tale! It looks vague, but the article mentions cruel inheritance methods, and also put the name of the professor on it...think about it, even we just eavesdropped on it accidentally Only when the professor talked did he know the name of the professor’s new wand, how did the others know about it?"

"Hiss~" Ron took a breath and gestured: "Snape?"

"It's unlikely—" Hermione shook her head, she looked around, and whispered: "Close your ears and listen." This spell can turn their voices into an unrecognizable hum.

"Why? I think it's possible." Harry said. His grievances against Snape broke new highs recently. During the last confinement yesterday, Snape asked them to clean the old jars, and the smell in them was so suffocating.

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

"It's not impossible," Ron lowered his voice: "Who knows how his information came from, even Sirius doesn't know, plus his secret whereabouts, let me say, maybe he has been visiting in person throughout the summer vacation. Friends, inquire about the news with his old friends...he has a very good relationship with Malfoy's dad!"

Hermione sighed.

"Although I don't like him either, but President Dumbledore and Professor Haipu both trust him. Do you think they two are stupid?"

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

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

"The problem now is that you can't let this rumors spread anymore," Hermione said grimly. "It's better to remind the professor."

"Is it necessary?" Harry asked. "Professors are not vulnerable."

"It has nothing to do with vulnerability. Do you remember the second grade? You were misunderstood as the heir of Slytherin? And in the fourth grade, we were misunderstood and cast our names into the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione analyzed, "If the student listens to the rumors, Professor May face suspension of classes."

They realized the seriousness of the problem, packed their things and left, and when they passed by the students of Slytherin College, they looked very interested.

"Good job..." said a sixth-grade Slytherin student, blushing.

Harry asked inexplicably, "Are they gloating?" It didn't seem to be the same.

"They are happy! They don't care how the professor got the old wand, remember that article said? Invincible..." Hermione said softly, "I heard Parkinson and Millison discussing when I went to the bathroom. Whether Professor Haipu can beat President Dumbledore's question, listening to their tone of voice, it seems that he can't wait for it."

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

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

His face is fluctuating.

The old magic wand actually existed, something he didn't know before. To be precise, it was the principal who admitted that the power of the old wand was far more powerful than that of ordinary wands. He did not ask about the origin of this wand because Dumbledore was obviously reluctant to elaborate.

It may involve a human life.

Felix was walking in the corridor, and occasionally he could hear the students enthusiastically talking. Some of them were also guessing, where did Professor Haipu’s old wand come from? When the **** inheritance rules of the old wand were made public, it was bound to bear this suspicion.

Doubt is inevitable.

Even Dumbledore could not avoid it.

Besides, he faintly had some guesses.

Principal Dumbledore’s hands-on record is 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 is the disintegration of the saint group, which claims to have a number of 100,000.

But Grindelwald is still staying in Newmontgarde. 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 curse?

From the few conversations with the principal, Felix came to a conclusion: The old magic wand is similar to a power booster and director. It will amplify the power of the wizard holding the old wand. This improvement is still obvious, but Felix can also understand:

Because the old magic wand has many masters in history, and each master is a strong man in the duel field.

Want to know why little wizards are more inclined to choose brand new wands without other masters? In addition to wanting to choose the one that suits you best from the many wands, another more realistic reason is that second-hand wands will have the spellcasting habits of the original owner, and paintings can only be done on white paper.

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

"This also means: the magic wand has growth. Of course, this kind of growth is actually optional for the owner, at best it is more convenient." Felix pondered to himself: "But if this magic wand In the hands of another person who fits it very well?"

If the original owner of the wand is a master of polymorphism, this wand will help the new owner better learn polymorphism without considering rejection.

Take himself as an example. His wand is extremely exclusive, after all, it is his hair in the wand. But it is not impossible to adjust, he can change the rule of choosing the master of the wand to a wizard who is proficient in ancient magic texts.

Although this is difficult and not easy to do, Felix also has considerable attainments in wand studies. At least he is very sure: if he spends enough time or cooperates with Mr. Ollivander, Maybe the rules of the magic wand can really be changed to minimize rejection.

Perhaps thousands of years later, his wand will become a legend, an existence similar to an old wand after absorbing the wisdom and spell-casting habits of the ancient masters of magic in the past.

In Felix's mind, the old wand may be just a powerful wand at the beginning. The material, core, and manufacturing process are all top-notch, and it may also incorporate alchemy techniques.

But the most important part-what makes the old wand different from the ordinary wand is that it can recognize the Lord by itself.

This trait is enough for it to learn knowledge and spell-casting habits from multiple masters over a long period of time. Felix thought, Goldrot took his wand as his partner or even a mentor, and used the power of the wand and his knowledge to compile "Poisonous Magic"...

Dumbledore made it clear that the old wand would not think and communicate like a human, so it just records it faithfully?

After all, its former masters were very strong, and occasionally there were a few who couldn't support the wall, but would leave a lot of color in history because they were manipulated by the evil knowledge hidden in the magic wand.

Felix breathed a long sigh of relief.

It is unknown why the wizard who built the old magic wand did this. Anyway, Felix himself has strong doubts about the existence of the **** of death. After all, Shion Pidou was a man in the 15th century, and there was no similar legend before him...

To save others by oneself, Felix felt that the wizard who might build the old wand was a very clever alchemist and wand maker. As for the reason...maybe it was a whim, or it could be an experiment.

Some notes left by Nick LeMay opened up Felix’s vision. One of them is the legend about the cornucopia:

‘People often have a strong curiosity about areas they don’t understand. If they don’t get an explanation, they tend to use their own knowledge to fill it up. Both wizards and Muggles have this bad habit.

Taking the cornucopia of folklore as an example, I can think of at least a dozen ways to achieve this, eliminating some obstacles (such as using the non-marking stretch curse to hide a batch of gold in advance, and then you can sit down and watch the show), and more Complicated operation (of course, it is closer to the role of the legendary cornucopia, which is enough to be false in the ancient times when information is blocked):

The specific method is to attach some small devices that cannot be seen by the Muggles. These devices have a strong sensitivity to gold. They are designed to attack when the Muggles fall asleep. The steal may be hundreds of kilometers away from him. The wealth of an innocent rich businessman outside.

This is not difficult, and the Muggles (usually a simple farmer) at that time would only marvel at having a treasure that could spontaneously produce gold, a cornucopia, and would not doubt this flying wealth. In fact, it belongs to other people. If it is done cleverly, it can also melt the stolen gold into a fixed shape, and then mark it with a unique mark...

In my long life, I have really seen similar behaviors, and because of this, I have been cautiously controlling the outflow of my works. My research is strictly for the research itself, of course, it cannot be ruled out because I made a bet with Perenal...’

Felix walked by the black lake, feeling the invigoration of the breeze, watching Warren running after a butterfly with its scarf raised behind his head. This feeling was great.

In summary, is there a **** of death in this world? He is also not sure, but unless Death really stands in front of him and he can't fight, otherwise this question has no practical meaning. Whether it is an old wand, a resurrection stone or an invisibility cloak, he can only regard it as an extremely clever man. The work of an alchemist.

If you encounter it, you can borrow it to study and study.

This also made him think that there is really no need to entangle with the old wand and death.

He also holds a large number of magic items such as magic stones and Horcruxes in his hand. Oh, yes, there is also a time converter. He does not lack time energy.

"If there really is a **** of death in the world, I would like you to appear in front of me and shatter my three views..." Felix whispered, but soon he changed his mind again, "Well, it's better to stay a few years at night. , Then 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.

"It just so happens that I still want to find you." He said to Harry.

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

"You better clarify, letting it go will definitely get more and more ridiculous." Hermione added.

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

"So it skips the authenticity, and assumes that I have the old magic wand by default?" Felix smiled and said, "Don't worry, someone will help me explain, you wait to read the latest newspaper. On the contrary, I am very curious. The next development—whether they choose to believe in a story that sounds a lot like that, or whether they want to know the truth at all."

Harry and the others were really horrified by these words and froze in place. Felix then said: "I mean those dark wizards who have crooked minds."

The three of them laughed at once, "Ah, of course, what else could it be."

"Take it, Harry, Mr. Slughorn gave you." Felix threw the vial with the elixir to Harry.

"Mr. Slughorn?" Harry caught the small bottle, looked at the golden liquid in it, and shook it at will, the golden droplets jumping like fish. He asked suspiciously: "What is this?"

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

"Fulfillment," Felix replied.

Harry still didn't understand. He spent most of his time in the potions class. He had very low expectations for this class, and he could pass it. The lower grade textbooks did not contain the potion of blessing. Of the introduction.

Felix looked at Hermione, and it was a win-win result to give her the task of explaining.

"Fortune Potion, it has another name, Lucky Potion! The effect is that it can bring good luck to people, and no matter what you do, it will go smoothly." Hermione said, remembering that she had seen it from the professor in the second grade. I've been to this rare potion-she was trying to find information about the compound decoction, but the professor took out several bottles of powerful potions, including a small bottle of blessing potion, and this small bottle in Harry's hand. Exactly the same.

Unsurprisingly, Harry and Ron opened their eyes wide at the same time. Harry felt that the small bottle in his hand was so hot. UU reading couldn't remember how he got it from the professor.

"That's right," Felix nodded to Hermione, then turned to Harry: "You can ask Miss Granger about the precautions and taboos of this potion. In addition, let me ask you one more question. Do you really think that potions can change your luck?"

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

"Let me explain it this way," Felix said to them. "Have you ever had such an experience? Because you were nervous and did not perform well enough on some important occasions, I was very upset afterwards and felt that if I could do it again, I would definitely do it. Better?"

The three of them were thoughtful.

"I think so every time after the exam." Ron whispered, "Can I help you?"

Felix smiled, "If you have never been exposed to this part of knowledge before, what it can do is quite limited. The elixir will stimulate your potential, make you sharper and more accurate, as if everything is in it. Master... so you can easily do things that you would never imagine, but the truth is that you already have this potential."

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

"The blessing potion is a potion of luck, but not a potion of wishing." He said.

Felix smiled and nodded.

Harry suddenly widened his eyes, "Wait, then teach you the thinking cabin—" Doesn't it have a similar effect? He knew that a branch function of this magic was thinking acceleration, and it sounded similar to the effect of a blessing potion.

"Ah," Felix said slyly, "Don't you know? The effects of spells and potions can be substituted for each other, so to a certain extent, your idea is correct." Like his name, he You can also let'lucky' come at any time.