Chapter 67 66: Enlightenment! We are all enlightened! 【First update】
The fire was extinguished.
Ian wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.
“Without me, this potion would have burned out!”
Just as those who fuel a fire must carry their own torch, those who burn a fire must also provide their own fuel.
Fire is a science.
Whether you are cooking ingredients or brewing potions, excellent heat is always crucial. It is an indispensable key factor in determining success or failure. In short, it is full of responsibility and hardship, at least that's what Ian thinks. And his personal profile is consistent with his three views.
[Potion Mastery (Level 2) 65/200]
In fact, Ian has been paying attention to every brewing process.
Practice brings true knowledge.
It doesn't matter what others think. The proficiency has increased by more than ten points. Needless to say, it can only be said that this is really a hearty potion making!
"We are really good. We were the first to finish. I think the quality is really good."
Ian did not see Snape's almost broken teeth not far away. face, and began to command Aurora that it was time to complete the last step of brewing the potion.
“Yeah, yeah.”
Aurora poured the potion into the container as Ian said. Looking at this bottle of good-quality boil potion, her face was naturally cold. There was also a satisfied smile on his face.
The first potion brewing was a great success.
This is a sense of accomplishment.
“You are awesome! I even think we are both future Potions Masters!”
Ian continues to provide emotional value.
Aurora's handling of materials and control during cooking are indeed very good, but Ian feels that his command from time to time must also play a considerable role.
Direct others to brew potions.
How can it not be regarded as a magic potion talent?
“I wonder if I can take the potion back.” Aurora seemed to be a collector, and she carefully placed her and Ian’s works on the table.
This time.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became. Snape had already walked over angrily. He really couldn't stand Ian Prince's behavior that seemed to desecrate the family's honor.
How could the Prince family have such a firemaker!
"Professor, look at our work! Give us a grade!"
Ian felt that the best work in this class was his and Aurora's work, but he didn't realize it Realize that the words he took the initiative to talk to were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.
"Five points for Slytherin and one point for Ravenclaw!" Without saying a word, Snape calmed down his emotions first, and then made some stiff apology for his behavior. .
“This potion is obviously the work of Miss Grindelwald. It is well done, and without your drag, I think the final quality will be better.”
Snape didn't announce it loudly, but just scolded him coldly at the table.
“This is clearly the result of the two of us.” Of course Ian was not convinced. How could the personal panel lie to him? He was deeply involved in the process of brewing the potion this time.
"Professor, I think Ian is right."
Aurora also echoed beside her, with a look of approval.
Looking at the elbows of this outstanding student from his own college turned outwards, Snape's forehead was almost twisted into a piece, and his expression looked like his back molars were about to be broken.
The two parties involved spoke in the same tone, and it was not easy for Snape to get angry. After all, under certain circumstances, sometimes he would still make some sense.
"However, for this class's homework, I need two finished products." Fortunately, Snape's many years of work experience allowed him to immediately think of countermeasures.
“Huh?!”
The one who exclaimed was not Ian or Aurora, but the little wizards around him who were still struggling to brew the potion. His eyes widened and he panicked.
"Professor, you didn't say this just now, I have been taking notes."
"Oops, we only chose ingredients for one serving."
"We have already learned how to cook one serving. There is no need for us to cook two servings, right?"
"How did you do it? Did you learn? We can’t even make it out here! Who can tell me how to make the green potion turn yellow?”
……
The group of young wizards howled.
Snape remained calm.
He snorted coldly.
"I may not have said it just now, but now I have said it...this is my request." Snape's understatement made Ian feel that he had met someone more shameless than himself.
All the little wizards, including the Slytherin students, were a little angry, but no one dared to show off. Ian had no choice but to be forced to succumb to Snape's coercion.
"Aurora, we met this guy, go and get the ingredients, let's cook another one." Ian sighed heavily, and the Germanic girl next to him was about to get up after hearing this.
However.
But Snape held her shoulders and pushed her back to the seat.
"Miss Grindelwald has completed her homework, now it's your turn." Snape stared at Ian, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
In all his years of living, he has never seen such a sneaky little wizard! Damn the Sorting Hat! Why wasn't this guy sorted into Slytherin? "This is what Chiguoguo is targeting!"
Although Ian was complaining, how could he not bow his head when he was under the eaves? He went to the locker anyway and selected another batch of ingredients for brewing the boil potion.
"Snake fangs, slugs, porcupine quills..."
Seeing the things Ian brought back, Snape said nothing and just stared at him with a frown. There was no other way, so Ian had no choice but to bite the bullet and start processing the snake teeth.
Aurora wants to light a fire.
Snape gave her a hard look.
Aurora ignored it.
Start stirring the fuel under the crucible.
As a result, she was carried aside by Snape holding the robe at the back of her neck.
“Huh?”
When being picked up.
Hands dance in mid-air.
The Germanic girl seemed to subconsciously want to grab her own wand.
Just held back.
“Let him do it himself.”
Snape didn't care whether other unfinished little wizards were in trouble. He stood in front of Ian's desk, as if he was determined to supervise from beginning to end.
“Kakaka~”
The snake teeth were ground into powder by Ian and added to the crucible. He adjusted the heat by himself, and Ian took the time to deal with the horns in the material. Slugs.
Counting the time in my mind.
Wave your magic wand.
He added the processed horned slugs to the cauldron.
"This thing is actually just like making soup. It relies on a certain heat and stewing." Ian saw that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, so he chose to emphasize the role of making a fire.
This is the key point that Snape himself mentioned before.
Therefore.
The annoyed Snape could only say nothing.
He just stared at Ian's operations and wanted to seize the opportunity to reprimand Ian - this little bastard was simply a disgrace to Prince!
Clenched teeth.
Snape discovered that there were no oversights or mistakes in Ian's series of operations. This made the big troll at Hogwarts, who had already thought about his trolling, very depressed.
“Continue!”
Snape refused to give up.
"What's going on?"
"Why does the dean stay at Ravenclaw's side?" The other little wizards looked this way, especially Slytherin. They found that they had lost their home. The dean’s care.
Some people are confused.
There were also people staring at Ian and Snape, mumbling something unknown.
I saw everyone looking over.
"It's not just the skill of stewing soup. In fact, collecting the juice is also very important, which involves the technique of stir-frying." Ian is not a person who likes to keep silent.
While taking the crucible slightly away from the flame, putting in two porcupines, and starting to stir clockwise for 5 times, Ian also gave full play to his good character of never hiding anything.
His explanation not only made Aurora, who was watching carefully, nod in agreement.
The little wizards watching around were all thoughtful. Compared to Snape's lofty rhetoric, the little wizards felt that Ian's explanation was more detailed.
“Shut your vulgar mouth.”
Snape finally couldn't stand it any longer.
"It's done, Professor."
Ian poured the prepared potion into the container. The yellow-green solution bubbled slightly in the glass bottle, and it was so standard that it couldn't be any more standard. The color is just like the description in the textbook.
Not perfect.
But absolutely impeccable.
Snape just wanted to comment.
“So that’s it! I’ve realized it!”
“I’ve realized it too!”
“It seems that my mother is also a master of potions! Her cooking is very good. Delicious!”
……
Sounds rang out one after another.
It's like a magic sound hitting my ears.
Snape encountered the biggest challenge since coaching.
(End of this chapter)