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Chapter 292 - Chapter 292 This Book Belongs to the Half-Blood Prince

The Ravenclaw boys' dormitory.

Andy was half-leaning on his bed, flipping through the book that Snape had given him.

Advanced Potion-Making.

It was a sixth-year Potions textbook!

"This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince!"

Seeing the words written on the page, Andy raised his eyebrows.

Half-Blood Prince? Who? Snape?

Did Professor Snape used to be so chuunibyou (eighth-grade syndrome)?

Just by looking at the wear and tear of the book, Andy guessed that this book would be Snape's textbook when he was in school.

This was the sixth year's potion textbook, and only those who achieved an 'Outstanding' or an 'Exceeds Expectation' on their Ordinary Wizarding Level could learn advanced knowledge in the Advanced Potions class.

There were recipes for a wide range of advanced magic potions on it, such as Draught of Living Death, Elixir to Induce Euphoria, Hiccoughing Solution, Beautification Potion, Felix Felicis, Everlasting Elixirs, Polyjuice Potion, Amortentia, Veritaserum, and Essence of Insanity, and many others.

On top of that, there were many high-end magic potion theories in the book.

For example: Poison Antidotes and Golpalott's Third Law.

Looking at the traces of scribbles on the book, Andy was happy in his heart, "Mum will definitely need this."

Although Andy's mother, Helen Collins, was also known as a master of potions, there was a huge difference between Helen's and Snape's Master of potions title.

The former can only make magic potions according to the rules, it's just that the quality of her potion is very high. On the other hand, the latter could improve the formula and brewing method of the magic potion.

The difference between the two was immediately apparent!

However, Helen's attainments in magic potions were already excellent.

The gap between her and Snape was in the mind, not in the ability to do things.

As long as Helen was given a recipe, the finished product she could make would not be much worse than the finished product Snape could make.

Inventing and creating was hard, but learning would be relatively easy.

Andy continued to read the book.

The book had been altered in many places, and Snape had written some spiteful remarks about the author. It was obvious that Snape had a lot of disdain for the author of the book.

"Huh? Is this a ... spell?"

Andy's eyes lit up.

Snape actually wrote the magic spell he invented in the Potions textbook.

"I like this habit of Snape's!"

Andy hurriedly flipped through the book.

The book contained five or six very useful spells.

Langlock, Muffliato Charm, and the Dangling Jinx, as well as Sectumsempra and its counter Jinx, plus a Toenail-growing hex.

"Genius!" After sorting out the magic spells, Andy had to admire Snape's talent.

Although all the spells except for Sectumsempra were at the level of hex and jinx, one spell for killing was enough.

Especially Snape's improvements to the magic potions, this was the most important.

Andy wouldn't underestimate the role of magic potions just because they were not powerful. The magic potion also belonged to a kind of magic, and it was still like alchemy, a technical type of magic.

It was only that the level of the magic potion had nothing to do with talent (Harry could become a magic potion genius after he got this book), and that was why the magic potion didn't appear on the system's panel.

"Andy, aren't you going to sleep?" Andy's roommate Terry asked.

"Hmm?" Andy froze.

Terry said, "It's past ten, and we have to take the train home tomorrow, so ..."

Oh! It's lights out.

Andy put his book away and then took out his wand and flicked it, and the lights in the dormitory went out instantly.

"Good night!"

***

The next morning, just after nine o'clock, a group of young wizards arrived at the Hogsmeade railway station on the Thestral carriage.

Wooooooo...

The train was the same steam train, and Andy and Hermione, carrying their suitcases, found an unoccupied compartment.

"Let's sit here!" Andy said as he pulled open the door.

Putting their suitcases away, Andy and Hermione sat in the window seats on each side of the compartment. And then Andy took out his wand and locked the door of the compartment in one smooth motion.

"You went to see Professor Snape yesterday, didn't you?"

Hermione asked curiously, "What did the Professor say?"

Andy spread his hands, "What else would he say? The professor isn't going to tell his secrets to a second-year wizard."

Hermione hummed softly and gave Andy a blank look without any goodwill.

You can make plans with Dumbledore to deal with Voldemort's dark magic item, who would think of you as a proper second-year young wizard?

Isn't Snape already at your mercy?

"It's true!"

Andy looked honest and trustworthy, "All that Professor said was that it wouldn't affect Hogwarts."

"Then there's nothing that can be done about it! If it's something outside of school, there's not much we can do to help, even if the professor tells us." Hermione said with disappointment.

"You still want to help?" Andy exclaimed.

Hermione straightened her shoulders, "I'm part of the wizarding community, so of course I want to do my part. Besides, if Voldemort comes back to life, the Muggle world is going to suffer, right?"

That was true!

Abusing muggles was just a fun thing for Death Eaters to do.

During the last Wizarding War, there were a large number of unsolved crimes in the Muggle world that were done by Death Eaters. Not to mention ordinary Muggles, there was no shortage of attacks on British officials.

"It's dangerous!" Andy warned.

"Of course, I know it's dangerous."

The young witch straightened, "But aren't you already involved? You want to defeat Voldemort, I can't just watch and do nothing, can I?"

"And I have powers now!"

Since when did I want to defeat Voldemort?

Andy froze, uh ... he did seem to have said something like that to Hermione.

No ... you believe it when you want to play cool, don't you?

Andy felt a big headache.

Sure enough, people with power become inflated.

As the saying goes, if you are armed with a powerful weapon, your killing desire will arise.

Hermione is really talented in fusion magic, and after mastering fusion spells, Hermione's strength has increased significantly.

With strength, people became inflated.

"Alright! Since you have such an awareness, I won't stop you."

Andy had always rarely interfered with other people's decisions.

"But we are still young now, before we decide to help, we should first improve our level of magic."

Andy said, "The good news is that there shouldn't be anything major happening next term, we have six months to study in peace."

Hermione nodded, then froze, "Six months?"

Andy wore a helpless expression, "By the time next school year starts, maybe I'll have to drive away another Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor."

Hermione: "..."

OK! It's good that you're happy.

"Actually ..."

Hermione suddenly got serious and said in a serious tone, "I also know that I'm not that skilled in magic right now, so even if I wanted to help, I would only get in the way."

"But ... Voldemort will come back to life sooner or later, right?"

"Unless we escape from here, we'll always have to face that ... won't we?"

Andy blinked.

That ... Don't you think running away is actually a good idea?

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