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"The color is golden and radiant... This is the best quality elixir!"
"We have caught up with the good time, this is The night with the fullest moon of the year..."
"According to the price last Christmas, a small bottle like this is worth at least 500 galleons, and there are 12 bottles in total here!"
"..."
Slughorn filled the elixir with great joy. The flowing golden light was poured into the glass bottle. The glass was crystal clear and the liquid shone. Anyone could see that it was a valuable thing!
After the packaging was completed, Slughorn began to have difficulties again. How should he distribute it?
Fire ash snake eggs, wasabi, sea onions... I prepared all the materials for the Fuling Elixir by myself, as well as the crucible, glass bottles and other equipment. I also completed the previous steps by myself. On the surface, Look, I seem to have paid a lot.
But he knew very well that this pot of high-quality blessing elixir could be successfully produced, thanks to this student, who shortened the time and difficulty of brewing the potion...compared to the precious time Sand, those materials are not worth mentioning at all.
The packaged glass bottles are arranged neatly, with brilliant golden light swaying gently, like a neat row of candles.
Loren waited quietly, smiling, gentle and polite.
"Have I ever said that you resemble a student I once taught..."
"No, sir."
"..."< br>
Slughorn looked at him for several seconds, then stretched out his hand to organize the glass bottle containing the elixir. His slightly fat face was full of sorrow, and his tone was full of reluctance: "I know, many students think that I I'm snobbish, but don't worry, Loren, I'm already this age and I won't shamelessly take advantage of you..."
"The professor is not a bad person."
"Not a good person in the complete sense."
Slughorn laughed twice and pushed eight bottles of Felixir over. The glass hardened. The bottom slid on the wooden table and made a very weighty voice, "Come on, kid, you deserve these!"
Loren smiled and shook his head, only putting away six of the bottles: "Professor, I think it's enough to get these."
Slughorn looked at the remaining two bottles and looked at Loren deeply.
He has black hair, dark eyes, handsome features, and a fair face. He does not show any arrogance or aggression in his appearance. He looks polite and quiet. He has shown talents beyond ordinary people in multiple disciplines. He is restrained and polite...
Not just appearance, but also the feeling of getting along with others——
Excellent talent, excellent grades, mature thinking, humor and leadership, this student's characteristics are so distinctive that they are simply shining.
When he first came into contact with Loren last semester, he felt that people like the savior Potter, the know-it-all Granger, and even the temporarily depressed Malfoy and Nott were more or less interested in his party. Showing impatience, they may be excellent in some aspects, but their shortcomings are equally obvious.
This student is completely different from his peers. He may not like his banquet deep down, but he always shows great interest in the food. Slughorn tentatively threw the topic to him, and he picked it up effortlessly, passing it to the others in a humorous way.
In private chats, every professor in the school had a favorable impression of him, the serious Minerva, the gentle Filius, and even the alcoholic divination professor...
Like , it's really similar...
Slughorn couldn't figure out why such a person was not a Slytherin, but a Gryffindor?
The Sorting Hat seems to be confused.
After six months of getting along, Slughorn also discovered something different from Tom in him.
For example, Loren would slack off in classwork, make fun of others, prepare eggs for humble elves at Easter, chat with vulgar half-blood giants, and sometimes behave like a typical Gryffindor. Even fell in love.
"You are really outstanding!"
"Thank you for the compliment." "Hiss..."
Slughorn fell I took a breath of cold air. It was this tone of voice and the right arc of the smile. It looked humble and polite, but it was scary and made my heart feel hairy.
"Okay..." Slughorn accepted it with complicated emotions, found a seat to sit down, poured tea again, and warned, "I can't help with other things. I have some things to do about the Felixir." I want to tell you.
"Every potions book will solemnly state when introducing Felixir that overdose can cause serious side effects, including but not limited to dizziness, cognitive dissonance, emotional irritability, and fantasy. And arrogance...
"The more serious problem is that long-term and excessive use of Felixir can make people addicted."
"Addicted?" Loren was a little surprised. This was the first time. I heard about it once.
"Yes, it's the kind of addictive drug you think of, similar to Muggle drugs." Slughorn said solemnly, "After drinking the Felixir, people can be inactive for twelve hours. You are all very lucky. This kind of real good luck can make you happy all day long. When you adapt to this state and return to normal life, you will feel lost and depressed, and you will unconsciously want to continue using Fuling. agent."
"So that's it..." Loren showed a thoughtful expression.
"I suggest that you resell the elixir, or store it in Gringotts's vault, and use it when the time comes that is truly important."
"I understand, Professor."
Loren left the Potions Professor's office thoughtfully.
...
Saturday, library.
Loren was looking through various books about the elixir records, and Hermione was doing translation work on ancient runes.
Hermione, who was seated next to the window, looked attentive. She held a white quill pen and was immersed in writing. Occasionally, she reached out to flip through the textbooks next to her. When she encountered a problem, her eyebrows were slightly raised and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. The skylight outside the window shines on the book, illuminating the white face, making the bridge of the nose look particularly delicate, and the lips purse together beautifully.
What a very eye-catching couple.
Da da...
Accompanied by extremely light footsteps, Mrs. Pince's footsteps approached.
Loren and Hermione immediately noticed the noise, looked away from the book, and looked up with doubtful eyes.
The administrator lady leaned close to the little witch's ear and whispered softly.
"Okay, I understand, thank you, Mrs. Pince..."
Hermione thanked her quietly, then glanced at Loren, and left the library with a gentle step. .
Loren's eyes fell on the open book and the open ink bottle. There was no paper or pen on the table, which proved that she would be back soon. It was not a big deal. It was probably Parvati or Lavender looking for her. .
After reading Zygmunt Bache's academic career, Loren raised his head again and saw Hermione coming in with two small glass bottles with a blank expression.
A bottle in one hand, full of brilliance.
(End of this chapter)
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