"Miss Granger? Oh, Granger?" He thought for a while, "Are you related to Hector Dagworth Granger, the founder of the Society of Extraordinary Apothecaries?"

"No, Professor, my parents are ordinary people." Hermione replied.

Slughorn did not show any disappointment. On the contrary, he nodded to Hermione cordially, and then pointed to the cauldron in front of Hermione and Sean.

"What about this, Miss Granger?"

Hermione showed some uncertainty, and then tentatively said: "Energy tonic? It can increase the energy of the user."

"Exactly!" Slughorn showed a satisfied look, waving his hand for Hermione to sit down, "Ten points to Ravenclaw!"

Hermione sat back down, her face flushed, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then made a victory sign to Sean.

He had forgotten that there was a top student next to him... Sean smiled helplessly. With Hermione by his side, his task of adding twenty points suddenly became much more demanding.

Slughorn puffed out his stomach: "Okay, now the official class begins..."

"Professor, you haven't told us what's in that crucible yet." Terry Boot raised his hand and asked.

Slughorn seemed to be deliberately waiting for the students to ask him to create a dramatic effect. His walrus beard trembled happily twice, and he said with a smile: "Oh, I almost forgot, so, does anyone know this?

What kind of potion?"

He didn't look at Hermione, probably because he didn't think any new student would know this.

Sure enough, Hermione also frowned, tapping her fingertips on her palms, as if she was frantically recalling "Magic Potions and Potions".

Sean looked at the black crucible next to the podium. The medicine in the small crucible was splashing happily. Its color was like molten gold. There were big drops of liquid jumping on the surface, like goldfish, but there was not a single drop.

Sprinkle outside.

Although Sean has forgotten many details, he is still deeply impressed by this magical potion.

"Oh, this sir?" Slughorn pointed to Sean who raised his hand in surprise.

"Elixir of Fortune, also known as Lucky Potion," Sean paused to let Slughorn create a better effect, "it can bring you good luck."

"Yes, that's right, this..."

"Wallup, Professor." Sean reminded him thoughtfully.

"Mr. Wallop...that's absolutely right. This is a lucky potion." Slughorn thought about whether there was any famous person named Wallop in his mind. After finding none, he still smiled at Sean and said,

and confirmed his answer.

"Sean, how do you know? It's not mentioned at all in the books." Hermione lowered her voice and looked at him in surprise.

"Secret, Miss Granger." He smiled and winked at the other party.

Slughorn continued: "This potion is very complicated to brew, and if you get it wrong, the consequences will be disastrous. However, if you brew it correctly, like the one in this crucible, you will find that no matter what you do, you will succeed...

…At least until the effects of the medicine wear off.”

Everyone in the classroom breathed a little heavier.

Slughorn was obviously very satisfied with this effect. He took out a small glass bottle: "A small bottle of welfare agent will bring you good luck for twelve hours, no matter what you do.

Everything will be auspicious, believe me, that feeling is unparalleled and wonderful."

Sean could even hear the sounds of people around him swallowing.

"Well," Slughorn shook the glass bottle in his hand after the effect was achieved, "I will use it as a prize, if someone can complete this Potions lesson perfectly."

Looking at the students' widened eyes, he nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, turn the book to the fourth page. We are going to make swelling potion in this class. I want to remind you that so far, the students who have won my prize

There are very few students, I hope one of you will be next!"

Sean glanced at the content in the book and sighed silently. He didn't get any extra points, so he didn't have to think about this elixir.

He has not forgotten his 2 points of potions talent. His first goal is to survive...

All the students in the classroom were flipping through the books with red eyes. When they first entered the magic world and saw such a magical potion, which little wizard would not be moved.

Sean was also very excited, but he could only follow all the steps in the book seriously to ensure that his potion would not go wrong.

He didn't want to be covered in swelling on the first day of school.

"Okay," Slughorn held out his hands, "everyone, stop stirring."

He walked around the classroom and looked at everyone's potion works.

Obviously, most people's works could only get his gaze to stay for a moment, and the same was true for Sean's potion. Slughorn just glanced at it and then looked away.

He nodded approvingly to Hermione's potion, but the girl didn't get the bottle of elixir either.

Hermione was still a little unhappy until she left the classroom.

"Do you really want that bottle of lucky potion?" Sean, who did not die in the potion accident, asked with a relaxed smile.

"A few, but mainly," Hermione patted the textbook in her hand, "I obviously followed all the steps strictly, why didn't I get the perfect potion?"

"Perhaps you still lack some experience? I believe you will do it in the future." He said so comfortingly, but Sean didn't think so in his heart.

When it comes to potions science, it seems that there are standards to follow, but those are just standards. A real potion genius will have his or her own unique understanding.

Sean also didn't forget the advertising slogan for "Magic Potions and Potions" in Flourishes and Blotts: This book is all you need for basic cooking methods.

Sean, who has a potion talent of 2, said he was very impressed.

After such a wonderful Potions class, the History of Magic in the afternoon was much boring. Cuthbert Binns in History of Magic was a ghost. It is said that he taught for so long that one day when he went to class

Forgot to bring my own body with me.

Professor Binns spoke in a breathy drawl that would almost certainly put a person to sleep in ten minutes; if the weather was hot, five minutes would be enough.

Even Sean couldn't concentrate, but luckily, the only student who listened carefully was sitting next to him. Sean felt that even if he wanted to have notes to copy at the end of the semester, he had to have a good relationship with Hermione.

After dinner, Sean's first day at Hogwarts came to an end, but the rest he imagined did not come. He received a letter from Flitwick, the Head of Ravenclaw.

professor.

"Mr. Wallop, please come to my office after dinner."

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