Chapter 137 Chapter 136: Fighting between gods! The little wizard is robbed!
The hatching of the phoenix eggs finally made progress.
This must be a good thing for Ian.
The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that the phoenix egg was a bit slow in absorbing the dragon egg and other eggs. It had a huge appetite and at the same time it seemed that the "vitality" it could swallow in one breath was not enough.
"If you don't hatch tonight, I will stew you and eat you!" Ian chose to put pressure on the little guy in the phoenix egg. Of course, he would not be so extravagant as to use the phoenix egg to make soup. extent.
Even the book "Fantastic Beasts in the Pot" couldn't imagine this kind of recipe - I don't know if I heard Ian's words, but the life in the phoenix egg did absorb the life force a little faster.
It is mainly absorbing the vitality in dragon eggs. The vitality in the eggs of other magical creatures is not strong. After all, few creatures are active while they are still in their own eggs.
Hybrid dragons are still dragons after all.
While paying attention to the situation at the Phoenix Egg, Ian took out a book and started studying against Teacher Morgan's knowledge. His [Potion Science] was about to reach the fifth level of awakening extraordinary characteristics.
“The homework hidden in the recipe for the love potion seems to contain some kind of ultimate proposition.” The more Ian studies, the more he can feel that the information contained in Morgan is not simple. .
Sometimes, it is really difficult for him to understand these old guys. It seems that the longer people live, the more they like to be the Riddler. Dumbledore and Grindelwald are definitely the rising stars of the Riddler.
Just like the previous time loop.
Now that Ian is recalling and thinking about it, he can feel more and more clearly that something is wrong between the two of them. There is always an intuition that the two of them did something else secretly behind his back.
"The mystery of Professor Ronnie Ehrlich has not even been solved..." Ian was curious about the runes on Professor Ronnie Ehrlich and how the two old men disposed of them. Professor Ronny Ehrlich.
What kind of magic is needed to eliminate the state of immortality? Is this also a revised version of All Curses Are Ending? Ian knew that all his doubts had been swept away into the dust as the cycle dissipated.
Here and now.
He is the only one who still remembers every bit of what happened in the cycle, and there is no way to find out the answer. Everything about Professor Ronny Ehrlich has become the fate of being abandoned again.
[After careful study, your potion mastery proficiency +3]
[After careful study, your potion mastery proficiency +2]
[You After careful study, potions proficiency +3]
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Time passes minute by minute.
Ian's body was half leaning against the wall next to the desk. This posture made him very relaxed. Apart from watching some salted fish indecently, it was definitely a very comfortable posture.
Anyway, he is the only one in the dormitory now, so there is no need to worry about image issues.
The next two weeks of Christmas vacation will also be like this. Even if he does some shameful things in the dormitory, I am afraid that his two roommates will not find anything when they come back.
"It still takes a while to get started. How do I feel that this formula that can awaken lust can be applied to awaken the magic of silence? Can a squib like Filch be saved?"
"Even if it really works. , Filch must also be eliminated. Although he is a squib, he definitely has no money to buy my works. "Ian embodies the speed that an action person should have.
He put the phoenix egg, which was absorbing the life force of the dragon egg and other eggs, into the box that had been blessed with the expansion spell before, and left the Ravenclaw lounge with the box in his arms.
"If I hadn't dared to stuff it into the money bag for fear of affecting the hatching of your gadget, I wouldn't be so tired." Ian held up his wand and used the levitating spell to control the wooden box.
He ran all the way down the corridor and came to the Room of Requirement downstairs.
"Process the materials for me."
Ian pulled out his good pallu and asked the Dementor to work overtime in the middle of the night. His purse was like Doraemon's pocket, and he pulled it a few times. Then he pulled out the potion ingredients all over the floor.
After looting Snape's office several times, Ian already has the most arrogant material reserves in Hogwarts, which will definitely be able to support his repeated potion experiments.
The experiment is definitely not a one-time success.
“Gulugulugulu~”
soon.
The crucible that was set up began to be filled with mist.
To be honest, Ian was prepared to fail in cooking, but he made dozens of pots in a row but they all failed at the beginning. This was definitely beyond his expectation.
Not only did Ian fail to succeed, but his proficiency in potion science also increased very slowly.
“The technique is fine, but the color and taste are very problematic... Is it the medicinal effect of the materials?”
Ian frowned and looked at the few rare materials. He didn't have many circulating reserves of the few materials, and the further he cycled, the less effective the materials he harvested.
He wanted to verify whether his magic awakening potion was really feasible. Of course, he couldn't use the materials from the last few cycles. After all, some things were really just missing the point.
The best place for inferior materials is to sell them in Knockturn Alley.
“I will sell these things in Knockturn Alley, and I will be named the best conscientious seller of the year.” Ian put away the poor quality materials and rushed out to respond to requests. Room.
He first went to the library, intending to check from the library whether there were any other substitutes for the missing materials. He couldn't find even a cat in the extremely empty corridor.
The library door is also closed.
However, nowadays, Mrs. Pince's absence from get off work is no longer a problem that troubles the little wizard - of course, this does not mean that Ian's unlocking spell can break through the library door.
He just used the time in the cycle to learn when he was in the cycle many times.
“I also know how to be bold without being discovered!” Ian first confirmed the location of Mrs. Pince, who was accompanying Filch in the infirmary at this time.
It must have been that Filch, who had been severely punished by Aurora, could not bear the loneliness alone. I don’t know how the two of them persuaded Madam Pomfrey to let them stay in the same room together at night.
The names were all overlapped in the infirmary. It was estimated that either Filch's injury was not serious, or Madam Pomfrey's medical skills were really good.
Maybe both.
"Twilight Love is too... difficult to evaluate, difficult to evaluate!" Ian pulled out his wand, pointed it directly at an area on the wall, and released the magic spell that he had become so familiar with in the cycle.
"Thunderbolt explosion!"
As soon as Ian chanted the curse, a big hole exploded in the wall of the library. His location was found after many experiments. Excellent location.
It will neither cause some alarm in Hogwarts nor damage the books in the library. I don't know if it is a surprise hidden by the founder for students who are not good at picking lock spells.
“I found it anyway!” After Ian got in, he immediately turned back to repair the damaged wall. His [Explosion Curse] and [Repair Curse] were both close to level four. .
It can be said.
In the loop.
Ian has bombed all parts of Hogwarts. He is very good at getting stuck at the end of the cycle and doing things that are absolutely impossible to do and would not be allowed to do in ordinary times.
"Fluorescence!"
Ian lit up his wand, and there was no sound in the quiet library. The rows of densely packed books looked more solemn and mysterious under the light emitted by his wand. A gust of night wind passed through the crack in the door, causing the pages of the book to turn gently, making a thin and long sound, which was particularly clear in this boundless silence.
“Choose me! I will lead you to understand the laws of the dark world!”
“I am the real dark Bible! Learn from me! You will step on the world under your feet!”
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“None of you are as attractive to young wizards as I am. There are no profound magics or complicated spells in my books, but only Nako that you will never finish reading in your life...”
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On the bookshelf in the restricted book area.
These whispering banned books have become commonplace for Ian. He only stayed in front of one of the bookshelves for a few seconds before heading back to a familiar area.
Since he often comes to look for alternatives to the scarce materials in ancient potion recipes, the area that Ian is most familiar with besides the alchemy area is the potion area.
The reason why the books he is looking for are placed here is because many of the things in them that can be used to replace ancient materials are not materials that can be found in nature.
It requires a combination of alchemy to create, and in the process of creation, many materials violate ethics and morals, and some even violate the strict laws of the Ministry of Magic.
"It's all Mr. Morgan's fault. I violated school rules again, and may also violate wizarding laws." Among the books Ian flipped through, there were many alternative ways to use medicine on babies and teenagers.
The illustrations made Ian feel quite disgusted, but he still had no choice but to read through it. Although Teacher Morgan has read a lot of modern books, most of the medicinal ingredients in the formula can allow Ian to find substitutes in modern times. However, the witch who has never worried about money may not realize that she wrote some of the ingredients in the formula. The material is as good as gold.
Ian can only choose cheap materials to replace the substitutes that have been identified by Teacher Morgan. Well, substitutes for substitutes. I don’t know if there is any deliberate intention by the legendary black witch.
"Okay, yes, it made me give up the book I just passed by. The final result did not disappoint me." Ian chose to leave after deciding on several plans in his mind.
The magic that penetrates the wall will not work in the library, but the explosion spell will not have any problems. After repairing the wall that was blown open by himself, Ian returns to the original route.
“I still have a lot of dragon blood, but I need to purify it first and then brew a new potion to replace the role of borneol. The more complicated thing is to extract the night shadow grass.”
< br>"It can replace the original Moon Shadow Grass. Presumably the two plants came from the same family many years ago." The little wizard rummaged through his wallet and studied the implementation process of the alternative plan.
However.
“Bang~”
A pair of armored helmets suddenly flew towards him. Fortunately, Ian's reaction speed was fast enough, so he ducked sideways. He thought it was Peeves who had eaten the guts of a dragon's heart and a phoenix's, and he was about to curse.
"..."
After the little wizard saw the person controlling the helmet flying towards him, his eyes suddenly became clear, and the annoyed expression on his face slowly solidified and turned into A forced smile.
“Good uncle.”
The little wizard spoke guiltily.
Yes.
Snape caught Ian on a night trip.
"Even if there is no class now! Call me Professor Snape!" Snape's expression was not ugly. He just looked at Ian in front of him with a pair of displeased eyes.
"Okay, Uncle Professor Snape." Ian was weighing whether he would be blamed by Snape after school started if he ran away now.
"I heard you talking about some materials that you shouldn't have. Are you trying to "pick up" some materials somewhere?" The reason for Snape's displeasure was obviously that he had misunderstood Yi. kindness.
"Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about. I was just reviewing the book I read today while sleepwalking." In the end, Ian did not choose to turn around and run away.
He knew very well that other professors might only settle accounts later, but his good uncle would settle accounts by compound interest, and his future should not be punished by loan sharking.
"Show me that bag of yours." Of course, Snape couldn't believe the little wizard's lies. His sharp eyes were already on the money bag in Ian's hand.
There are so many contrabands inside that Ian could sit through Azkaban's cell. Of course, Ian cannot hand it over to Snape for inspection. He is not afraid of Snape reporting it to the Ministry of Magic. Snape confiscated it directly.
“I really didn’t want to do anything bad tonight. I have so much stuff that I can’t use it all. If you lost something, I think there must be something else in the school... No, it’s the school. There are rats in there that you didn't find." Ian almost let it slip, but fortunately he corrected him quickly. Regardless of whether Snape believed it or not, he believed it anyway.
"Tonight? Oh, do I have to praise you?" Snape was so suspicious that he had been stolen, and of course he would not believe Ian's sincere speech now.
“You see? I look like someone who is short of information?”
In order to change the topic, and also to increase the credibility of his words, Ian added the words in the last two cycles All the materials gathered from Snape's office were thrown out.
It’s all over the place.
The number is fully twice the number in Snape's current office.
It's 100% proof that he has no idea about Snape's office! Just when Ian was about to take the materials back, Snape unexpectedly rushed up and stopped him.
"Do you want it? I can give it all to you? After all, I have always been thinking about your kindness to me!" Ian looked at the very weak potion ingredients on the ground with some reluctance.
They are valuable too.
Maybe you can’t make any effective potions, but you just need to look at them from a different perspective. The value they can create is actually the same as if they were effective——Morality Ian may not have this thing sometimes, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know what is moral and what is immoral. "Huh?"
After hearing Ian's beautiful words, Snape not only did not feel happy, but his brows were completely knitted together. He squatted down and grabbed a shriveled fig on the ground.
“You call this stuff potion material?”
Snape really wouldn’t be deceived by the appearance. He didn’t even lower his head to smell it. He just squeezed it hard and used it. The shriveled fig, which was nothing but superficial, was crushed into crumbs.
“They look like potion materials and have the effects of potion materials, but the effects are not that good. How can they not be called qualified potion materials?”
Ian looked at the crushed shriveled fig with a distressed expression on his face.
"Is that what the wizards in Knockturn Alley said in front of you? I thought you were a smart man, but I didn't expect..." Snape obviously thought that Ian went shopping in Knockturn Alley.
He sneered, not finishing his taunting words.
"No, uncle, the dark wizard in Knockturn Alley can't fool me, and I didn't go to Knockturn Alley to buy any fake medicine." Ian shook his head and interrupted Snape. .
"How do you explain these things?"
Snape felt that Ian was being tricked by unscrupulous profiteers and was still talking harshly.
However.
Facing his sharp gaze.
Ian hesitated for a moment before responding.
"They are fake medicines that I plan to sell in Knockturn Alley..." The little wizard's voice was a little soft. After all, he knew that this kind of thing was definitely not something to be proud of.
“??????”
When Snape heard this, his expression suddenly became confused.
He was just worried that Ian was deceived by the dark wizard in Knockturn Alley, but he never thought that this guy actually planned to rebel against Tiangang! Hogwarts is really in trouble this year!
“It’s so whimsical!”
Snape swallowed, and then straightened his face again, “You think you can deceive those people in Knockturn Alley with these things of yours? I think your counterfeiting methods are comparable Pass them?"
"I can tell you clearly that even if you brew these things into a decent potion, it will be easy for those in Knockturn Alley to tell them apart!"
"Don't think that the wizards who stay in Knockturn Alley are idiots. They just sell fakes, but it's not because of their lack of skills and skills. The means required to make fake things are not simpler than making real things." Snape glanced at him with great disdain. The things Ian poured out, these materials that lacked medicinal properties, seemed to him to be fake at first sight.
Of course.
This is just based on the potion master's eyesight. It may be no problem to fool ordinary wizards. After all, the appearance is very realistic, and he doesn't quite understand how to create such an appearance.
However, the lack of medicinal properties is obvious.
“How will they check if my stuff is genuine?”
Ian asked seemingly curiously.
Snape frowned and glared at him. Originally, he didn't want to answer this kind of question, but after thinking about it, he felt that Ian had reached a worse point where it was difficult to teach. .
"Appearance, smell, and even feel can all be used to identify the authenticity of potion materials." The good uncle still spoke. He grabbed another sleepy bean on the ground and was about to continue talking. Identification of finished potions.
“Okay!”
Ian suddenly clapped his hands.
Just when Snape was a little confused.
"You touched my stuff! If you touch it, you have to buy it! I can't sell it anymore!" Ian didn't care how to identify fakes, he was just showing himself to Snape drug sales strategy.
"..."
Of course Snape could see what Ian was showing. It was precisely because he realized how thick-skinned the young wizard was that he fell into it for a moment. He was so silent that he couldn't speak at all.
"You want to buy and sell by force? Do you think those vicious people in Guanquan Alley will just pay because of your crooked reasoning?" Snape's mouth twitched slightly.
"Of course they won't."
Ian nodded in agreement, and then took out his wand, "So, isn't this the reason why we learn magic? It will definitely make Knockturn Alley better. The dark wizard pays obediently."
Ian's words fell.
When the corners of Snape's eyes began to twitch.
He added another sentence.
"Really, I must be very conscientious, and I also sold them some medicinal things." The little wizard's tone was full of certainty, "I bet it was me who sold the sugar water as a spiritual elixir. Give it to them, and they will definitely not dare to go to the Ministry of Magic or other places to sue me."
"That's Knockturn Alley, and they are dark wizards..." Ian was doing Christmas activities with Aurora today. , it was obvious that he had already tasted the joy of harvesting the oil and water from the dark wizard.
"This is not something a guy of your age should do!" Snape said with some seriousness, his voice full of helplessness towards Ian.
This must be a born bad breed.
Voldemort probably wasn't this bad when he was in school.
"Of course, so I plan to entrust the elders of Aurora, who have their own shops in Knockturn Alley." Ian's words were of course casual.
He is fishing.
And the fish took the bait.
"I also have a shop in Knockturn Alley..."
Snape spoke in a faint tone, his expression looking a little unnatural. He didn't like to see Grindelwald's saints, so it was certainly impossible for him to watch Ian cooperate with the saints.
As a famous Potions Master.
Without a doubt.
Of course he is also an expert in counterfeiting, and he is an expert who has practiced it many, many times. After all, who would think of making real medicine when he can sell fake medicine?
It’s not like he doesn’t understand what Ian said.
"Okay, okay! You don't have to ask anyone else now! You just have to work through them all for a while, and we will make a 50-50 profit!" Ian didn't wait for Snape to answer and used the remaining money. Some of the ingredients that didn't have much medicinal properties were all thrown out of the wallet. How could he plan to do it himself when someone could do it for him.
"..."
Snape wanted to reprimand Ian, but there were really too many fake medicines on the ground - he took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes and did some mental construction for himself. .
This is all to prevent Ian from getting closer and closer to those saints.
I’m not just trying to get gold coins.
It’s not that I have itchy hands, I want to use this batch of fake medicines that I don’t know how to make to play with the innovation of fake magic medicine. Well, that's it, Snape opened his eyes after convincing himself.
However.
The little wizard has disappeared.
"How on earth did this bastard guy come up with such a fake medicine?" Snape put away the materials that lacked medicinal properties all over the floor, and did not think about directly confiscating them.
After all, just as the little wizard understands the way he likes to punish students, he also understands how serious and vindictive that guy will be when it comes to the issue of golden galleons.
Snape did not dare to bet on the number of gold coins that even made him excited, because if he won the bet, he would only increase his gold coin inventory, but if he lost the bet, he would most likely destroy his reputation for more than one lifetime.
There are love potions.
This nephew of his may really be able to feed magical animals into his mouth, and then stuff them into his bed in the middle of the night - Snape already knew a lot about Ian.
"Strange..."
I went back to the office and studied for a long time, but Snape didn't find out how to make fake medicinal materials. The fake medicinal properties at first glance are somewhat disconnected and inconsistent with the external reality that can be confused with the real one.
"How did you do it?" Snape had suspected that Ian had only extracted the medicinal properties of real medicinal materials, but after checking, he found no trace of the medicinal properties being extracted.
They seem to be born with weak medicinal properties, but their growth is almost the same as those with sufficient medicinal properties. Snape opened his cupboard and took out a shriveled fig for comparison.
"How come the lines are the same?"
Snape's expression was a bit astonished.
Obviously.
Some small probability coincidences happened.
He looked at the shriveled fig in his hand that had no difference except for its medicinal effect. His expression was extremely shocked, as if he had seen something impossible.
"Just like no one is exactly the same, there should never be exactly the same materials." Snape just wanted to get to the table with lighting candles to compare carefully.
“Hiss~”
He suddenly took a breath of cold air.
I just felt that my head suddenly felt like a cramp and there was an excruciating pain.
"Pa~"
Many of the reagents on the table were knocked to the ground by Snape who hurriedly held the table to prevent himself from falling. Some corrosive potions began to squeak and emit. Bubbles arose.
"What's going on! I'm cursed!?"
Snape did not deal with the potions that were knocked over on the ground. His brain seemed to be trembling and vibrating, and scattered fragments of images were emerging one after another.
It’s all about him.
But it's something he hasn't experienced.
……
Hogsmeade.
The chess players under the shade of the trees seem to be sitting here at any time.
It was as if the hand of the middle-aged wanderer was gently flicking, and the ring on his finger was also exuding a very special fluctuation. But after a moment, nothing happened around him.
"This is interesting."
Under the quiet shade of the trees.
The middle-aged man seemed to be whispering to himself. There was winter snow falling continuously from the sky, but where he was, there was not even a trace of moisture in a circle.
Not only was it not invaded by snow, but the temperature inside the circle was not too low. You could even smell the blooming flowers that only come in spring. The overall feeling was completely separated from the surrounding winter.
“After all, it has to be fair.”
The middle-aged figure seemed to be whispering to someone.
His eyes reflected a chess piece on the chessboard.
Albus Dumbledore.
Thanks to Mr. Nine-Tails for the second reward! !
(End of this chapter)