Huang Ting

Luck Elixir, one of the most magical potions among wizards, is also known as the Luck Potion. It can increase a person's luck within twelve hours.

(The effect of the Blessing Elixir in the original book is not that strong according to the description, so I have strengthened it here.)

Luck is so illusory that even the best warlocks dare not say that they have a thorough understanding of the word luck. I read in a book that the Fortune Spirit Potion can improve a person's luck, but Hu Xiuwu didn't think so.

However, even Dumbledore, the most powerful white wizard in the West who can stand side by side with Zhang Zhiwei, agrees with this view, so he is half convinced.

With such a miraculous effect, one can imagine how difficult it is to refine the Spiritual Fortune Potion. Not only does it take up to half a year to refine, but only two people can refine the Spiritual Spiritual Potion in the entire European continent.

Professor Horace Slughorn, the previous Potions Professor at Hogwarts, and Severus Snape, the current Potions Professor.

The two Potions Masters are both Potions Professors at Hogwarts, the only magic school in England.

Every professor at Hogwarts is a leader in their respective fields. Even Sybill Trelawny, the seemingly unremarkable Divination professor, is actually a magical stranger.

Secrets cannot be revealed,

But she can tell others the content of her divination straightforwardly, even if her divination involves an important stranger like Voldemort.

However, it is not without cost. Most people in Hogwarts think that she is a liar. Even Dumbledore, who hired her, does not believe in her divination on a daily basis.

This may be the price she paid,

No one believed the prediction she made, including herself.

When Professor Dumbledore handed the bottle of Felixir to Hu Xiuwu, he still reminded him: "Be careful, the Felixir cannot be used frequently."

"Professor Horace Slughorn, the user and manufacturer of this bottle of elixir, once told me that luck is a miser, and what you owe him must be paid back sooner or later."

Hu Xiuwu looked at the bottle of flowing gold: "How often does it count?"

Dumbledore's eyes rolled up: "Horace used Felixir twice in total, with an interval of fifteen years, but he still felt that it was used too frequently."

Fifteen years? Isn’t that too short? The cooling time is so long.

Did the backlash of luck make this potion master so happy?

It seems that this elixir is also a double-edged sword.

I thought so, but after Hu Xiuwu pondered for a while, he opened the bottle of Fortune Elixir and took a sip.

I took a small sip of the medicine into my throat and felt nothing in my mouth, but soon it was like taking a sip of 90-degree water of life, and my body immediately responded.

Hu Xiuwu felt that there was a cool energy lingering in the twelve meridians, and almost all emotions were suppressed, making him as calm as ice stone.

He is very familiar with this state, just like when he used Tushita Fire to burn internally and fall into the supreme ruthless state.

This elixir not only stimulates a person's luck in a short period of time, but also affects the person's body.

With a slight hook from the Three Corpses Qi, the Three Corpses Insects were like mad dogs, devouring all the potion's power.

Seeing Hu Xiuwu swallowing the blessing elixir so easily, Moody, who had been silent for a long time, was startled: "What are you doing? What do you want luck for now?"

Hu Xiuwu looked through the window of the principal's office at the cloudless night outside: "I just need a little luck now, let's give it a try."

Moody didn't know clearly, but Dumbledore knew that Hu Xiuwu was talking about his Animagus. It had been sunny these past few days, and he was unable to carry out the last step of Animagus training.

Hu Xiuwu had his own idea: "You have to try all the medicines. Otherwise, when you need to use them, you don't know how effective they can be. Wouldn't it be terrible?"

Dumbledore also warned: "But you are still too reckless."

After receiving his reward, Hu Xiuwu planned to say goodbye and leave. After all, seeing Moody standing aside and not leaving, he knew that he and Dumbledore still had something to discuss.

But Dumbledore stopped him again, turned around and pulled out a notebook from the bookshelf. He caressed the cover of the notebook with nostalgia in his eyes.

Hu Xiuwu took a glance and saw that it was an ordinary leather notebook, but the notebook must have been a few years old. The edges of the book had faded and there were cracks on the edges.

With Dumbledore's ability, he could have used magic to keep this notebook in a new state, but he did not do so.

Compared to taking care of this notebook, it was the traces left on it that made him nostalgic even more.

After standing in front of the bookshelf and reminiscing about the past for a short time, Dumbledore turned around and said:

"I heard from Mrs. Pince that you are also very interested in the legend of the Deathly Hallows. This is research I did with a friend when I was young. I give it to you now. I hope it can be helpful to you."

"However, don't have too much hope. In the end, I still haven't found the whereabouts of the God of Death and all the Deathly Hallows."

"Finally, I lost a dear friend."

When Dumbledore handed the notes to Hu Xiuwu, he was still a little melancholy when he spoke.

Hu Xiuwu took the note: "Of course, I'm just curious and won't get too obsessed."

"Then I'll leave first, Professor. I hope the elixir will be effective."

Before leaving, Hu Xiuwu was stuffed with a lot of candy by Dumbledore, but luckily it wasn't a pile of cockroaches.

Hu Xiuwu left the principal's office, touched the notes in his hand, and smiled silently:

Is this a coincidence? Or is it the effect of Felixir?

He had already mastered his Animagus a long time ago, so it was certainly not because of this that he took the elixir of good fortune.

All he needs now is the invisibility cloak to prove his point.

The elixir was only effective for twelve hours, so he had to hurry up.

After taking two steps, Hu Xiuwu slapped his forehead: Hey, I almost forgot something.

Hu Xiuwu drew a line beside him and opened Luo Fengtian's door.

Deng Youfu walked out of Luo Fengtian, his expression still a little dazed, as if he was extremely shocked.

Liu Kunsheng emerged from Deng Youfu's body, looked at Hu Xiuwu with a complicated expression, and said slowly:

"Zhengyi Shangqing, I saw it today."

I originally thought that the Changbai Fairyland of their Northeast Immortal Family was already the most mysterious paradise in the world, but I didn't expect that the Shangqing lineage actually hid such a realm.

Luo Fengtian, Fengdu City.

Shangqing's plan is not small.

Hu Xiuwu smiled and said: "There, but I ask Uncle Liu and Brother Deng to keep it a secret. If anyone finds out about Luo Fengtian, I don't know how many people will target me, my disciple."

After agreeing that Dumbledore was in danger, Hu Xiuwu was not unprepared. He waited for Dumbledore and Zhang Zhiwei to come to rescue him. He had discussed it with Liu Kunsheng early and hid it in his Luo Fengtian.

If something unexpected happens, ask Uncle Liu to come out and calm things down.

In addition, Hu Xiuwu has another idea,

The purpose of exposing Luo Fengtian to Liu Kunsheng was to seduce Uncle Liu.

Even if Deng Youfu can build a spiritual forest in the northeast in the future, it is impossible for Luo Fengtian to be more suitable for the immortal family to live.

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Principal's room,

After Dumbledore sent Hu Xiuwu away, he and Moody were the only ones left in the principal's room.

The smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared and he said to Moody: "How is Snape's condition?"

Moody said: "His condition is much better after taking Bafe's brain-stimulating agent."

Dumbledore said: "Let's go and see him."

Moody waved his wand, and the locks on a large box half as tall as a man tucked into the corner were unlocked.

After untying the outer circle, there is actually a layer of boxes inside. The boxes are like matryoshka dolls and like music boxes, rising and unsealing layer by layer.

Dumbledore walked to the box, and with a wave of his hand, he turned a chair next to him into steps, climbed up the steps, and walked into the box.

The inside of the box is like a quiet room, and the area is not too generous compared to the principal's office.

However, although the space was large, there was not a single piece of empty furniture. There was only a wizard with a pale face and a gloomy expression sitting cross-legged in the center, with sweat on his forehead.

Dumbledore looked at him and asked:

"Severus, how are you feeling now?"