Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

A calm potions class came to an end.

After seeing Professor McGonagall's second-stage ultimate version of the Animagus transformation, and Professor Flitwick's magical rapid-fire spell group, this seemingly unchanged potion class seems to be a little less um. Surprising.

Although Snape surprised him quite a bit, after all, the man who is now his godfather, if he really had a greasy sallow face and a greasy hair that hadn't been washed for ten years, Harry would still be a little shy , After all, the middle-aged greasy uncle or something, the impression points are deducted too much.

Now the appearance of this cold middle-aged handsome guy makes Harry more comfortable. Someday their identities will be known by others. It is a very honorable thing to have such a cool and domineering godfather.

'But anyway, potions class is really too normal. '

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Harry slowly sorted out the equipment on the table, and he fell down when everyone else was rushing to the auditorium for dinner.

"What are you thinking?"

Snape also didn't leave. When there were only the two of them left in the classroom, Snape's cold expressionless face showed some human emotions.

"Oh, it's nothing." Harry, who came back to his senses, glanced around, and then his eyes fell on Snape, "I'm just a little unresponsive."

Harry can't really say that he feels that in such a strange magical world, the normality of potions class is actually the most abnormal thing, right? If he really said that, Snape would probably think he was out of his mind up.

"Is there something I didn't understand just now?" Snape frowned. In his eyes, scabies potion, a potion that can be mixed with one's hands, is a completely inferior potion. The little wizards in the medicine class practice their hands to cultivate their skills in handling medicinal materials. As for boiling this thing, it is not considered boiling, it is just throwing the processed things into the pot in order and stirring them together.

"Uh, no." Harry shook his head, "The potion is quite simple, I was just thinking."

He hesitated for a moment, considering his next words.

"I said."

"You think it's too easy, right? No challenge at all?"

Snape, who had originally frowned, seemed to be smiling now.

'really! Harry has completely inherited Lily's talent! What shit James Potter, that idiot better leave nothing to Harry! '

Snape, who had played a set of black tigers in his head and shattered James' phantom, raised his chin slightly.

"so good."

Snape sighed slightly, and he seemed to have seen some fragments of the past again. When he and Lily first arrived at Hogwarts, he also heard Lily sigh similarly.

Although Lily is Muggle-born, she is very good at every subject. There is no professor at Hogwarts who doesn't like this brilliant and extraordinary genius witch. The sun and the moon are shining in the sky and the stars are shining. It was almost the evaluation of the girl by the professor at the time.

"That's great, Harry."

Snape patted Harry's shoulder heavily, and there was a smile that absolutely no living person had ever seen on his frozen face.

This smile almost scared Harry to the ground, did he activate some wrong script? Laughing Snape? I'm afraid I'm dying and hallucinating

"This. That I. Teach. Uh. Godfather? Are you all right?"

"What will happen to me?"

Snape finally put away his smiling face, and Harry heaved a sigh of relief when he regained his normal expression.

"Since you think these things are too simple, I should have understood a long time ago that you, who inherited the talent of your mother Lily, shouldn't be educated by teaching those idiots."

"Let me try your shades, Harry, come with me."

Snape turned around gracefully and led Harry out of the classroom. Not far from here was Snape's office.

However, it is not so much an office as it is a high-spirited potion laboratory that is so luxurious, even so luxurious that Harry can't understand it.

Pushing open the secret door behind the bookshelf, a huge room covering an area of ​​about 500 square meters appeared. Various sophisticated instruments were neatly arranged, and in the small room divided by transparent crystals, there were many strange potions in progress. It was bubbling and bubbling, and directly opposite the laboratory, through a transparent crystal wall, you could see another potion warehouse that was several times larger than this place.

Harry saw a half-dismembered dragon creature in the warehouse. Since the scales and armor had been peeled off, only flesh and organs remained. Harry couldn't tell what kind of thing it was, but it must be a dragon. That's right.

There was even a living giant whose limbs had been chopped off and soaked in a huge glass jar. Without legs, there was almost a behemoth half the height of Hagrid with ferocious fangs, and the huge one-eye on the forehead showed his unusual.

"That's the Cyclops from Norway. His Cyclops extract is a necessary main ingredient for farsightedness potions and clairvoyant potions, but it needs to be extracted from a living body."

"Live?"

Harry was obviously taken aback, "That giant is..."

"Ah, yes, it's still alive. I soak it in nutrient solution, and I can live for decades."

Snape said lightly, "It took me a lot of strength to cut him into a stick and bring him back. The giant's magic resistance is really too high, and the guy who can resist the dragon's breath is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. Fortunately, the spell I invented is for these rough-skinned and thick-skinned things."

Snape caught a glimpse of Harry's shining eyes, a smile curled up on the corner of Snape's mouth, "Want to learn?"

"Yeah!" Harry nodded again and again, Harry had long wanted to learn the trick of "Shen Feng Wu Ying".

"But it's a bit dangerous. I'll teach you this magic later."

"Now let's see what a real potion looks like, Harry."

Snape opened his hand, and a crystal wall moved horizontally in front of him. Hundreds of glass bottles were filled with various potions full of mysterious magic power.

"I told you that magic spells can solve 90% of the world's problems, but the remaining 10% that are the most difficult, the solution to them lies in the potion!"

"The spell can heal superficial wounds, but the potion can bring you back from the death line. Even if half of your body is blown to pieces, just a bottle of ultimate life potion can regenerate your missing body."

Snape took down a small thumb-sized vial from the shelf, which was two-thirds filled with a viscous red liquid.

"That's all you need. As long as you drink it, the god of death won't even try to take people away from me."

"Of course, potions can not only save people, but potions can do many things that magic spells can do."

"It's just that if you want to achieve this step, you need not only learning, but also talent."

"Some people can only do well in conventional pharmacy in their poor lives. The vast majority of potion masters in the world are mediocre people. Even in Hogwarts, they can enter my elite class in the sixth grade. , there will be no more than ten people who choose War Potions every year."

"Because of talent?" Harry asked.

"Yes, talent." Snape nodded, "True Potions is based on talent beyond ordinary people. Without talent, no matter how hard you try, it is impossible to achieve this step."

"And your mother, Lily Evans, is a genius with this talent, even far beyond others."

"How do you compare with Godfather?" Harry asked curiously.

"Compared to me?" Snape hesitated, "Your mother is excellent, she is much better than others."

Although he didn't finish the sentence, Harry understood the meaning. Lily's excellence is relative to people, and he probably can't be counted as people anymore.

"Harry, do you know what is the most in-demand talent for Potions?"

Snape, who changed the subject, asked softly.

"That" Harry shook his head, he had no idea, "I don't know, Godfather."

"Knowledge can be accumulated, and experience can also be accumulated, but there is one thing that Potions scholars cannot accumulate through continuous efforts."

"Although potion science does not need to wield a magic wand like spells and transfiguration, it requires wizards to have a delicate perception of magic power."

"The fusion of potions in the crucible does not only require stirring, stirring is just a process, but its core is to use the wizard's own magic power to reconcile and fuse various medicinal properties, and make it glow with true mysterious magic power .”

"Come on, try it, let me see how much talent you have inherited from your mother."

Snape waved his hand and summoned a workbench, on which was placed an empty crucible. The shape of this crucible was different from that used by the students to brew potions. It was a thick cylinder made of transparent material.

Snape picked up seven bottles of potions of different colors from the potion table at the side, and then poured them into the crucible one by one. The expected fusion did not appear, and the seven potions of different colors were distinct, and they were separated according to their densities. Occupies part of the crucible.

A flame ignited at the bottom of the pot, and even after being heated, these medicines still maintained their original state, and they were completely disconnected from each other.

Snape handed Harry a silver-white metal rod for stirring, "Try it and see what you can do."

The next thing Harry needs to do is that even if Snape doesn't tell him, he will understand that the key to potions lies in harmony, and harmony requires a delicate perception of magic power. The more potions that can be fused into one, the more Represents higher talent.

‘Although I don’t know how to make it pass’ Harry sighed in his heart, ‘Try hard, I guess Snape misunderstood something, forget it, it doesn’t matter. '

After putting aside the random thoughts in his head, Harry took the stirring rod. For wizards, magic is imperceptible. This kind of power that has been integrated into their bodies since birth has become a kind of instinct , in many cases, wizards rely on mysterious "feelings" when using magic power, just like a gardener cooking, appropriate amount, a little, such adjectives can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

The quantification of magic power has always been an unsolved problem in the magic world. Otherwise, it would not be so difficult to formulate the standard power of magic spells. The "1" that each wizard thinks is different.

Fortunately, Harry has a big and steady heart. He started to stir the potion at a constant speed, frowning, trying to catch the trajectory of his own magic power flow, and then slowly poured it into the pot through the stirring rod at a steady speed. Among the potions.

In the first few minutes, the potion in the crucible did not change much, only the top two or three layers of potion became cloudy. This behavior made Snape slightly disappointed. It took less than two minutes for this test to perfectly blend the potion, if it was Lily. Hmm.

'Wait a little longer. ’ Snape thought silently.

This kind of high concentration behavior is quite tiring, but Harry is no stranger to it. This feeling is similar to the situation when he participated in freehand rock climbing. The buckle was only one or two centimeters wide, and the weight of his whole body was pressed on the fingertips of a few fingers. At that time, he didn't have any extra thoughts in his mind. Determination.

With enough focus and enough patience, the flow of magic power seemed to become clearer in Harry's perception. Although he could not fully grasp the veins of all the magic power, he could already feel the flow of magic power coming out of the stirring rod. Where the magic goes.

Each layer of liquid has its own different characteristics, and it requires a completely different amount of magic power to be integrated into it, and even the direction in which the magic power flows.

Harry, who slowly found the trick, gradually changed the steps from the initial order of stirring. With the change of strength, speed, and direction of stirring, the top three layers of liquid mixed into one at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fourth layer also began to become cloudy, and even the fifth layer experienced fluctuations.

Snape's eyes gradually softened. Although the speed was a bit slower, it was the first time Harry had come into contact with the subject of magic potions. He was a beginner among beginners. Even if it was a little slower, it was understandable. Original.

Beads of sweat kept gathering on his forehead, and his bitten lips were slightly pale. After Harry mixed the fifth layer of liquid with the upper four layers, he slowly let out a breath and raised his head tiredly.

"I can only do this." Harry looked at Snape with some embarrassment, "Did I disappoint you?"

"not bad."

Snape nodded slightly. He was telling the truth. Harry's performance was not particularly outstanding, and this talent could be rated as a nine.

"I'm not trying to comfort you. If you can stir and reconcile the fifth layer of liquid, I can give you nine points. If you can go further and reconcile the sixth layer, then it is ten. Your mother is probably at this level, but you are still young. The magic power has not yet fully stabilized in your body."

"The sixth floor is only ten points?"

A little confused, Harry put down the stir stick, "What about the seventh floor?"

"Oh, don't think about that, out of 100 points, 90 points are on the seventh floor."

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Harry, who didn't know how to complain, stared at Snape, was he playing a monkey game?

"Compared to ordinary students, your talent is considered excellent. As long as you can complete the fourth level of reconciliation, then you are eligible to enter my elite class, and those who can complete the sixth level, as long as they study potions seriously, then spend a few In ten years, it is no problem to mix up the title of a master, as for the seventh floor."

Snape stroked his chin and thought: "There are probably twenty-seven or eight people in the world, and half of them are old guys over the age of eighty or ninety. Although they are all masters of potions, the difference between them is too small Great disparity, there is no need to compare."

"Every Potions scholar with the title of master has his own specialization direction. For example, my original teacher, Horace Slughorn, his specialization direction is Blessing Potion. Even if you are a Muggle, as long as you drink With his potion package, he can beat a rough-skinned and thick-skinned giant to death with his fists in a short period of time without injury."

"???"

Harry, whose eyes were wide open, was in disbelief, when could something wrong with potions! ! !

This world itself is already wrong, and the original template cannot be used. Just think of Superman and Da Da Da Wizard! This is not the world you remember, Harry!

Seeing Harry's shocked look, the corners of Snape's mouth slightly raised, "You will see it too, the miracle concocted in the cauldron is the most brilliant light in the wizarding world."

"The godfather." Harry, who finally forced himself to accept the new setting, came back to his senses, "Which area are you good at?"

"War Pharmacy."

Snape said without hesitation, "Although I have done in-depth research in other fields, I am best at refining war potions."

"Give up all unnecessary effects and maximize the effectiveness of the potion."

"It is also the ultimate life potion. My potion can rebuild the missing body within fifteen seconds, and the recovery speed is four times faster than others. Although the life force consumed will also increase slightly, but on the battlefield, time is Life, recover later, why save life when people are dead."

"Of course, other functional potions will also have an increase of at least one and a half times, such as this power liberation potion."

Snape took a brown-black potion from the shelf, unscrewed the cap casually and drank it without frowning.

Immediately after drinking the potion, Snape's body began to swell extremely. He was originally 1.85 meters tall and jumped up four or five inches. To a certain extent, if the quality of the magic cloth was not so good, the suddenly thickened body would definitely tear it into rags.

"Even for an ordinary person, after the body completely removes the restrictions on the muscles, one punch can produce forty tons of strength, and after drinking this bottle of potion, the shackles that lock the upper limit of strength will disappear. "

"Then this isn't it. I'm gone with one punch?" Harry stared blankly at Snape's inflated and exploding muscles. No wonder Snape has such a good figure in this life, and his feelings are taken with medicine? ?

"No." Snape shook his head slightly, "Magic power is the power of miracles, and potions seal this miracle in the potion."

"After drinking this bottle of potion, I can swing three punches, three punches weighing forty tons, three punches that will not cause irreversible damage to the body, but most other wizards who are not specialized in war potions can only make potions It takes effect once, and the side effects are not lower than this."

Snape squinted his eyes, then slapped his chest, and spit out a large mouthful of brown-black liquid. As the liquid was spit out, his inflated body also recovered.

"But after hitting these three punches, the body will be consumed a lot. Although it won't die, it will consume the energy in the body rapidly. If the energy cannot be replenished in a very short time, the muscles will also decompose after the fat is completely burned. transformation."

"Occasionally, it's good to gargle with this potion. The ingredients in it stimulate the activity of the body and nourish the body, which are very helpful for maintaining good health."

Snape affirmed the fact that he took medicine to grow stronger, but in his opinion, it is good that there are no side effects. Normally, people who step into the ranks of potions masters will pay attention to the maintenance of their bodies, after all They would always taste the strange new potions they made, and it was not uncommon for them to overturn. Although they basically would not belch on the spot, it would always be more calm to be tough.

"Then what if Hagrid drank this?" Harry asked curiously. The full strength of ordinary people is already so terrifying. What about Hagrid who has the blood of a giant?

"Probably enough to kill a dragon with one punch, or a giant."

Snape tilted his mouth, he had already imagined the brutal scene, "It shouldn't be said that it was a blow to death, but an explosion. Nothing can really block a punch of at least two or three hundred tons. This guy's physical fitness is 10% weaker than that of a real giant, and to be honest, this is the first time I have met such a perfect giant hybrid, and ordinary hybrid giants don't have such strong physical fitness."

He shook his head slightly, "That big man is also a wicked thing, I really want to get it for research."

Seeing Snape's eagerness to move, Harry quickly changed the topic. Hagrid is a big friend he respects and likes very much. What a disaster, even if Snape was his godfather.

"Then, godfather, can I follow you to study war pharmacy in the future?"

"Now?" Snape shook his head, "You haven't laid a solid foundation, even if I try to teach you, you won't be able to learn it. First, you should memorize the reference books on medicinal materials in the book list. Mushrooms", "Identification and Refining of Crystals and Minerals", "Summary of Unconventional Magical Medicinal Materials", these are the foundations of the foundation."

"What's more, every Potions scholar is fed by brewing countless potions. Talent is very important, but hard work is also very important."

"If you are interested in this, come to the office to find me when you have time, and I will make up lessons for you."

"It's getting late." Snape glanced at the clock on the wall, "We'll be late for dinner later, go Harry."

He waved his hand, and the secret door leading to the office opened.

"Oh, by the way, you can read this book. Although it is a bit early for you, you can also understand first what is war pharmacy."

Snape took out an old thick book out of nowhere, and the gilt writing on it was blurred.

"Thank you Godfather." Harry took the thick book, and then left.

"War Pharmacy?" Harry glanced at the cover of the book, and then walked out of Snape's office.

"This kind of potion science is the real taste."

He couldn't wait to open the book, and the first potion he saw was——Mouldable High-Energy Explosive Potion IV, the detonation effect of each ounce (about 28 grams) is equivalent to seven standard-strength powerful blasting spells (Roaring explosion) superimposed release.

"Made, C4? No! C4 doesn't have this thing too much!"

Harry, who closed the book with a snap, seemed to have underestimated the content of War Potions, so he just left this kind of thing to himself. Perhaps the real face of his godfather is not a gangster, but an arms dealer, right? .