HP Approaches the Magic World

Humans are intuitive.

In other words, living things are intuitive.

In the past, women's intuition was often legendary and given some magical name, but this was not exclusive to women.

All living things have intuition, which is an instinct to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. Putting aside humans, other creatures on the earth seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Their intuition will remind them to run away before danger comes.

Or some other method, even in the game between predator and prey, intuition will be used to deal a fatal blow.

For humans, when someone is obsessed with thinking about a certain thing, intuition can often play a key role, such as Jon now.

He had read the book several times, reading every page carefully, trying to find some key information that had been missed between the lines.

Jon and Helga had discussed the function of this potion before. According to Salazar's realm and strength at that time, the power of this potion to help him improve was very limited, and even rare, but the rarity was still there, Helga.

Erga said that Salazar has a bad habit of preparing potions. There is nothing wrong with this recipe, but it is normal for some key steps to be skipped.

For example, the dosage of medicinal materials is a little more or a little less.

However, the preparation of magic potion must not be careless. The final result of this small error may be hundreds of millions of points.

Jon felt in his heart that there was nothing wrong with Helga's new formula, but there must be something missing, which led to the failure.

And he turned it over so many times and finally found the answer.

There is a little smearing at the beginning of the book.

Jon basically found out that this was unusual because of his eyesight, but clerical errors and smearing have always been problems that cannot be avoided in manuscripts. After all, it is handwritten, so how can there be no mistakes at all?

But there's something wrong with the smear on the first page. The color doesn't match. It's a dark red deposit. Although the color is closer to the black of the ink, it's not the same after all.

This difference is so subtle that Jon wouldn't have noticed it if he hadn't looked back and forth many times.

This dark red color should be blood.

Whose blood?

Of course it's Salazar's blood.

If the last medicinal ingredient is blood, then it would make sense.

There was indeed an herb in Salazar's original formula, called the Blood-devouring Flower. The rhizomes and petals of this flower were thorny. Even if it was picked, it would sting the person holding it until it was sucked.

Until it bleeds.

However, judging from the books left over from the past, it can be seen that the makers of potions that basically use the blood-devouring flower usually avoid being stung by the flower. Although it does not affect the effect, it is still not good.

Jon doesn't think this has any impact on the characteristics of the herb. Blood-sucking is a normal predatory behavior of living things. The predatory behavior of plants will not have any impact on its magical properties.

Therefore, it is reasonable to speculate that Salazar was accidentally stabbed while preparing the purification potion, and it is not impossible that the blood dripped into the crucible, but the only question is how much was dripped.

?

Normally, Helga can improve Salazar's formula by combining the medicinal properties of various herbs, which proves that this formula can indeed work, and this blood may indeed act as a primer.

It is better to do more than to say more. If you are thinking about these things, it is better to start experimenting directly.

…

Three hours later, in the laboratory.

The air purifier buzzed, slowly bringing fresh air in from the outside, but it still couldn't dispel the heat and stuffiness in the laboratory, and instead made people feel more and more irritable.

Under the light of the laboratory's shadowless lamp, Jon wore a mask on his face, expressionlessly raised the syringe filled with emerald green liquid in his hand, and walked step by step to the edge of the table.

In the glass box at the corner of the table, the white mouse, sensing danger, ran back and forth uneasily. After Jon approached, it shivered in the corner and did not dare to move.

"Be good, don't move. I'm doing this for your own good. Maybe you can become some magical creature with this. Come on, don't move..."

Jon held the wand in his right hand, waved it, and cast the Imperius Curse to deprive the rat of its consciousness. Then he stuffed the wand into his pocket, reached into the box, pinched the rat's neck and picked it up. The syringe was slightly raised against the small rat's neck.

The emerald green medicine was slowly pushed into the white mouse's mouth.

"Don't let me down, my lovely classmate Xiaobai."

After injecting a small tube of medicine, Jon put the mouse back into the box and waited quietly for the results.

The dose of medicine prepared this time was not large, and the phenomenon did appear after adding blood, but it was not the same as what was written in the manuscript, but turned into emerald green.

Considering the different races, this is a normal phenomenon.

The effect of the Imperius Curse passed quickly - Jon was not sure whether the effect had passed, because it didn't take long for the drug to take effect, and the little white mouse began to go crazy with its eyes red. This process

After this continued for some time, the strength of the white mouse was obviously greatly improved, and it was even able to crack the glass cabinet specially made by Jon.

But that's all.

Jon had calculated the dosage of the drug in advance. If the normal dosage was used, the mouse might actually be able to mutate. However, Jon doubled the dosage, and the mouse would only die in the end.

He originally just wanted to see the effect.

So not long after, the little white mouse in the cabinet stopped moving, the blood in its eyes faded, and its body quickly shriveled up like a deflated balloon.

In a short time, but as if it had been weathering in the desert for decades, Jon just touched it lightly with magic power, and the small mummy completely turned into powder.

The medicine was too strong, but the bet was indeed right.

Jon lowered his head in pity, looked at the small rub of white ashes, gently waved his wand to clean up the ashes, and then threw the glass cabinet that had been scratched twice by the cleaning spell into the trash can in the corner.

Simple and neat.

"But... now it seems that this potion should be successful."

He turned around and walked back to the experimental platform. He did not plan to rest for a while, but changed into a new set of equipment and replaced the previous containers.

This is not the time to take a rest yet, take advantage of your skills and make your own potion as soon as possible, that is the serious business.