Harry potter galactic empire

On the first day of school, Lin Mo was gloriously given detention by the Potions Professor.

The news spread quickly, and the Weasley brothers (George and Fred) spoke highly of it, saying that it wasn't until their second year that they had the courage to cause trouble in Potions class and were punished with detention for cleaning.

From the mucus left by the slugs they let go, Lin Mo must have broken some record about Snape, such as being the fastest student to be detained by him.

They thought maybe he could carry on a glorious career of pranksters.

And he's still a Slytherin.

A Slytherin who causes trouble in Potions class is so much fun.

Even Harry had to admit that when he saw that Lin Mo had to rush to detention after only stuffing a piece of bread with his dinner, he even felt that Snape might hate Lin Mo more than he did.

After all, Lin Mo was a spell thief who was assigned to Slytherin, and Snape was the headmaster of Slytherin.

Harry was a little angry at first because Lin Mo didn't tell him how to make the relaxation potion colorless, which resulted in him being scolded by Snape and deducted two points when he was about to be relieved at the end of the course (although he also faintly

Understand that Snape always had reasons to deduct points from him), but it wouldn't bother him to remind him.

He was actually envious of Lin Mo's ability to make potions so well.

If he could achieve the same effect, he might not have to endure Snape's cynicism.

Evel explained that it was because Harry and Ron were too behind schedule. Even if they were informed, there would be no time to make improvements. The last step was very troublesome and would take a lot of time. Lin Mo herself was not sure. She also pointed out unceremoniously.

There were obviously other problems with Harry's potion, and even if he made the final improvement, Snape would still scold him.

It was rare for Evel to say so much, but Harry had nothing to say about it.

He was still a little afraid of this girl with weird talents.

Ron continued to hold on to the possibility that Lin Mo was a conspirator, implying that Slytherins were very good at covering up, until Harry hesitantly said that the Sorting Hat had also suggested that he go to Slytherin. Ron looked surprised and expressed this awkwardly.

It's different, and suggesting and actually throwing him into the snake yard are two completely different things.

However, he also agreed that being detained by Snape was the most horrific punishment he could think of so far.

"Dong dong dong!" Lin Mo knocked on the door in a cold corridor.

"Come in."

The door opened inward, and Lin Mo shivered as he walked into Snape's office (just next to the Potions classroom, also located underground in the castle). The walls were dark, and the shelves along the walls were filled with large and small glass jars.

There were various disgusting-looking things floating around, but he still looked at them curiously. He had already built up his immunity to such things when he was studying insect anatomy on El Star.

In other words, at that time, he had already vomited everything he could in his life.

The fireplace was empty and dark. Snape was sitting at the desk. He waved his hand and the door slammed shut. Lin Mo noticed that the bottle of potion he had handed over before was placed on the table.

"You know...why I only let you join four leaves?" Snape asked.

"Well, adding a little too much will make the medicine ineffective. You said it before." Lin Mo was a little surprised to hear this question.

He forced himself to muster up the courage to look into the eyes of the Potions Professor. In any case, there was no reason for the other party to suddenly give him Legilimency (even when facing Harry, he only faced Harry when he was teaching Occlumency).

Use Legilimency).

"I thought I could hear a smarter answer, but..." Snape's eyes were deep, and he picked up Lin Mo's potion and shook it: "It is not difficult to extract the essence useful for relaxing potions from mint leaves.

I could make it into a standard unit and issue it to you for use, but that would make you even stupider."

He stood up quickly and took out three bottles of red medicinal powder from the shelf. His movements were so fast that Lin Mo was shocked.

"Do these three bottles of medicinal powder look the same, Mr. Lin Mo?"

Lin Mo hesitated for a moment, but finally activated the soy sauce state, and his perception suddenly became extremely sharp. Under the dim light, he found that the particles of the powder in the bottle on the left were thicker.

My head hurts a little, this is the last time today.

"The bottle of powder on the left is thicker," he said.

A trace of surprise flashed across Snape's face, just for a moment: "You can actually find the difference. In fact, these three bottles of powder are all standard powder of fire dragon blood, but they are different from each other. The bottle you mentioned has thicker particles.

It was dampened, and the middle bottle, although it looks exactly like the other bottle, comes from a more powerful fire dragon, and the other bottle comes from a cub."

"Do you know what I want to say?"

"Hmm... it's difficult to standardize medicine?" Lin Mo guessed:

"Even standard pharmaceutical powders that look almost identical have qualitative differences?"

"It seems that you learned a lot in Muggle school." Snape said softly, with a mysterious tone:

"Yes, the real potion science is not process-based. Especially complex potions have strong uncertainties. A slight deviation will lead to the loss of efficacy or even negative effects. The configuration of most powerful potions

It takes a long time, and during this process we must constantly adjust, understand and identify the most subtle differences in the materials to flexibly compensate for changes in medicinal properties.”

"Even for the same kind of potion, because the humidity of the medicinal materials is different, completely different preparation methods need to be designed. For some special types of potions, the mood when preparing the potion will also affect the efficacy."

"Do you understand?"

Mood... Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, isn't Guardian Guardian a magic that requires the coordination of mood?

It seems that he still wants to keep it simple, thinking that potions are just like chemistry. As long as you are precise enough, you can get exactly the same product by following the steps. But according to Snape's description, this is obviously not the case. In the field of potions, there is not only clockwise stirring.

This strange difference, as well as the emotional impact, is very...

It’s metaphysical!

No wonder every Potions professor emphasizes talent (whether it's Snape or Slughorn).

It seems that when preparing potions in the future, you can try praying to the goddess of luck, maybe it will work? What if?

Lin Mo decided to light the incense when he went back.

"Now, tell me how the last step of the relaxation potion should be described." Snape said suddenly.

should be……

Lin Mo organized the words: "Gradually add appropriate amounts of mint leaves until the medicine is transparent and colorless."

Snape nodded very softly: "Yes, but for an idiot, of course you have to be on the safe side, right?"

Well?

Lin Mo was stunned and a little flattered.

Could this be a disguised way of praising him for not being an idiot?

For Snape, this should be a very high praise, right?

It's such an honor to be considered a "non-idiot" in the Potions Master's eyes.

Is it possible... that I have a talent for potions? This greasy-haired professor has taken a liking to me (Lin Mo didn't dare to call himself me in front of Snape even if he wanted to)? I didn't realize there was such a thing.

talent.

Lin Mo was a little fanciful and smiled unconsciously.

"As punishment for detention," Snape's cold voice brought him back to reality.

He gave Lin Mo an illustrated book of medicinal herbs and asked him to classify and package some mixed medicinal materials in the classroom locker. The mixed medicinal materials were very mixed and varied. Maybe they were deliberately messed up by the mischievous Weasley brothers.

of.

But Lin Mo quickly finished sorting it out, and Snape showed a subtle expression after checking it.

"Have you ever done something similar?" he asked.

"Well, I once cleaned up some insect remains, and they also need to be sorted into categories." Lin Mo replied. His speed was far inferior to that of Captain Dog. If Snape saw the speed of Captain touching the corpse, he would definitely doubt him.

Is a wizard.

The Potions Master glanced at the clock.

The time on the Cursed Star is also very similar to the standard time. Twenty-four hours a day is just right (Lin Mo suspects that this is caused by some special magic, because Ron said that most wizards like to live in a 24-hour rotation.

Periodic planet). Seeing that it was still early, Snape assigned Lin Mo another task: to prepare another pot of relaxation potion.

"That...Professor," the relaxation potion is not difficult. Lin Mo has basically mastered it. He doesn't want to waste time on it. Even the classification of herbal medicines just now is more rewarding than this.

"Look... should I change my job? After all, I have learned how to prepare relaxation potions," Lin Mo lowered his head and asked, stumbling to explain: "You know, as a noble Slytherin student, time is very precious.

Isn’t that wealth?”

"No," Snape refused mercilessly, and mocked: "As the Head of Slytherin, time is much more precious."

Then he sneered again:

"You need relaxation potion to practice the staff movement, but some fools obviously can't complete it in time, so you go to prepare another pot, and I will leave your potion to those fools who can't complete it. Please remember, if they have problems after using it

It's all on you, do you understand? Leave the potion in the classroom after you finish it, I will check it tomorrow."

Lin Mo had no choice but to tremble and nod.

He finally figured it out. He would be doing hard work for nothing in his life.

I followed Captain Dog on El Star for four to five years and didn't get a dime of salary. I only got three hundred Galaxy Coins before I left. Now I just arrived at Hogwarts, and before I had time to feel happy, I was taken over by Snapdra again.

To do hard work, prepare some relaxing potion.

Obviously Snape was going to personally prepare the potion for Neville and the others.

Although he was definitely not happy, those students could no longer practice swinging their wands without potions, and Professor Flitwick couldn't explain it. Now that Lin Mo has found that the quality of the potions he prepared is not bad, he naturally puts this uninteresting thing into practice.

The job was left to him.

In the name of punishment for being detained in class, he ordered students to work for him without even paying him half a knut's salary.

It's really worse than a black-hearted boss.

Lin Mo accepted his fate and left.

"If you don't want to be like those idiots, go to the library and borrow a copy of "Properties and Inferences of One Hundred Basic Medicinal Materials" and read it more when you have time. It adds a lot of content that is not in the textbook."

No, I don’t care. You definitely want me to learn more so that I can continue working for you. I won’t be fooled.

The door was closed, and in the cold corridor, Lin Mo let out a long sigh of relief.

I'm actually still alive!

Putting aside the hard work, he had just completed the golden rare achievement and successfully escaped from Snape's office. This was something he had never dared to think of before. He originally thought that the Potions Professor had seen through his idea.

Discovering that he knew those old events, he called him to the office and prepared to pour a bottle of curse potion and an amnesia spell on him.

It turned out to be just a coolie, which was lucky, Lin Mo thought optimistically.

In the deserted classroom, he took out the materials and prepared the relaxation potion again alone.

According to Snape's request, he used a large cauldron this time. It took longer to process the materials. When the configuration was finally completed, it was already too late. He was unwilling to use the soy sauce state again (although he could still

Inspire it once, but you have to leave some room just in case. After all, Hogwarts is a place where everyone holds a gun (wand)), so the quality of the potion is slightly worse than in class.

But at least there was nothing wrong. He thought for a while, took some potion and tried it himself, and applied it to the wrist of his right hand.

There is no special feeling, just like toilet water, a little cool and a little fragrant.

But my sore wrist felt much better immediately.

When it was done, Lin Mo looked happy and filled himself with some potion for later use before sealing the potion.

"Whoever is a genius, I am a genius... Whoever has the talent for potions, I have the talent for potions... Whoever does the hard work, I do the hard work..."

It was almost midnight when he returned to the dungeon sleeping area of ​​the Snake Yard humming a little tune.

The lights in the corridors were dimmed several times to remind students that curfew time was approaching.

Unlike the entrance to the Gryffindor lounge, which is a portrait and guarded by the Fat Lady, the entrance to the Slytherin dormitory is a stone door hidden in the stone wall. If you don't find the right position, it is easy to face a section that is actually

The place on the wall is called Half Day Password.

Then I discovered that there was actually nothing there, and my efforts were in vain.

Of course, Lin Mo had noted down the location of the entrance before.

"Purebred." Lin Mo said to the wall. Although he couldn't tell at all, there was a hidden door to the lounge on the wall.

only……

"Purebred." Lin Mo said again.

There was no movement at all.

"Ahem, purebred!"

Or not.

Wipe it! Lin Mo finally reacted.

They changed the password!