HP Approaches the Magic World

Throughout the break, Harry, Ron and Hermione speculated on what Dumbledore would teach Harry.

Ron thought it was probably some special spells and magic that the Death Eaters didn't know about.

Hermione said that these things were illegal, and she believed that Dumbledore was more likely to teach Harry some advanced defense against magic.

After recess, when she went to Arithmancy, Harry and Ron returned to the common room and reluctantly began to do the homework assigned by Snape.

The homework was so difficult that when Hermione came to do the homework during the break after lunch, they had not finished their homework, but once Hermione came, the speed was much faster.

Just as I finished, the bell rang for the two afternoon potions classes.

They followed the familiar path to the underground classroom, which had been reserved for Snape for a long time.

Jon is also in Potions class today.

This is a very difficult thing, because Jon has not appeared in class for a long time, and he did not like potions very much before.

After making the blood purifying potion, he used the potion much less often.

After all, he had already entered the period of rapid promotion at that time, and he could use his own magic and magic to simulate the effects of most potions, and even the effects were similar to the potions made by Snape.

He came to the corridor outside the classroom and saw that there were only twelve or three classmates coming to the advanced class.

Originally, he planned to come with the students of his own grade, but there was not enough time in these two days, and with his current status, it was not appropriate to appear in Potions class.

Fortunately, although Professor Slughorn specializes in black magic and potions, his own strength has not reached the level of the legendary wizard. Jon can't hide it from Dumbledore, but he can hide it from him.

The force field created an ellipse around Jon, and the dense water lines enhanced the effect of the Illusion Charm, making his figure completely disappear in the air.

At this time, Harry and the others also came over.

There are four Slytherin students taking classes here, including Draco Malfoy, four Ravenclaw students and one Hufflepuff student - Ernie Macmillan.

He is a bit conceited and arrogant, but Jon likes him very much. His behavior is somewhat reminiscent of the first secretary-general of the Hufflepuff Magical Research Society.

But just as he was about to go up and quietly say a few words to this junior, Harry walked past him and walked towards Ernie.

"Hi Harry, you're here,"

When Ernie saw Harry approaching, he stretched out a hand and said in a serious tone: "I didn't have a chance to talk to you in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this morning.

The class went well, but for us old members of D.A., the Iron Armor Curse is already obsolete... How are you doing?"

Harry and the others only had time to say "It's okay" before the door to the underground classroom opened. Before Slughorn showed up, his big belly had already popped out.

The classmates filed into the classroom, and the professor's walrus beard trembled on his smiling mouth, looking extremely happy. However, he was particularly enthusiastic when greeting Harry and the student named Shabini, which made Jon

He frowned.

What is different from usual is that the underground classroom is filled with steam and various weird smells.

Jon walked lightly past the large bubbling cauldrons and watched the students busy with interest.

The four Slytherins sat behind a desk, as did the four Ravenclaws.

As a result, Harry, Ron and Hermione had to sit with Ernie.

Jon was standing in a corner of the classroom, looking at the embarrassment of these students, and the way Ernie and Hermione squeezed Harry and Ron in the middle, both of them writing furiously under the table.

It's so interesting.

The only difference is that Hermione is preparing for this course on her notebook, while Ernie is at work - he has already entered the secretary's chair and does not need to record his life with Harry. Unfortunately, this year he only

He joined Slughorn's Potions class alone, as he really couldn't find anyone else.

Fortunately, they chose a table closest to a golden cauldron. The aroma emanating from that cauldron attracted the attention of Harry and Ron, making them not notice Ernie's movements.

Harry had never smelled such an alluring scent: it reminded him simultaneously of honey pie, the woody smell of a broomstick, and the scent of flowers that he must have smelled at the Burrow.

He found himself inhaling slowly and deeply. The smell of the medicine filled his body like alcohol, and a huge sense of satisfaction slowly came to him.

He grinned at Ron, who also looked at him lazily and smiled.

"Okay, okay, okay,"

Slughorn clapped his hands, and Harry looked through the hot steam, feeling that the big man's figure looked erratic.

"Everyone, please take out your scales, medicine bag, and don't forget to take out your "Advanced Potion Making" textbook..."

"gentlemen?"

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"I don't have a book, I don't have a scale, I don't have anything, and, well, so does Ron—

Because we didn’t expect to be able to go to advanced classes——”

"Ah, by the way, Professor McGonagall mentioned this...

Don't worry, kid, don't worry at all.

You can use the raw materials in the storage cabinet today, and the scales can also be lent to you. There are also some old textbooks here. You can use them first, and then you can write to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore..."

Slughorn strode to a storage cabinet in the corner, groped inside for a while, and took out two tattered copies of "Advanced Potion Making" written by Libathius Pollacki, and

Two sets of dim and faded scales were handed to Harry and Ron.

"alright,"

Slughorn said, returning to the front of the classroom. He pushed his already bulging chest forward again, and the buttons on his vest were about to burst out.

"I have prepared several potions to open your eyes, of course, just out of interest.

By the time you complete the advanced course, you should be able to make something like this.

Although you have never done it yourself, you must have heard of it.

Can anyone tell me what this one is?"

Jon didn't notice the professor's question. He was looking down at Harry's new textbook not far away. Because this textbook contained a not too weak confusion spell, it seemed that it was specially sent to Harry.

The same as in the hand.

But then, Jon remembered this.