bdsm-fiction Chapter 169: Lunch
Chapter 169: Lunch
Even Ronald, who had never had a good feeling for Potions class, became unusually serious.
But Braun can tell by looking at his scrambling and the crucible that is constantly boiling and spewing out green liquid.
The odds of him wanting to win are slim.
It's nice not to mess up and be severely criticized by Slughorn later.
Shabini isn't much better, but his only advantage over Ronald is self-knowledge.
So in the discovery of the extremely complex steps of the alleviation agent consequentially chose to give up.
Slughorn didn't care, glancing casually at it before passing it.
However, Daphne looked unwilling to admit defeat, and her white little face was stained with black ash for some time.
He also looked serious and kept refining against the steps in the book.
Every now and then, Braun gave some pointers, barely making a mistake.
But it seems that it is able to barely mix a qualified.
"Oh Harry, I think you should have put an extra copy of Modena rat juice." 35
Slughorn frowned at Harry's foul-smelling crucible.
"You've put a little too much dose...
I don't think this would happen if you could put it a little less.
It seems that you inherited your father's talent significantly more than your mother.
Harry lowered his head in shame.
Soon, it was time to end class.
Unlike other classes, Potions classes are basically two classes together.
So this also gives everyone plenty of time to refine potions.
Most people have finished refining and are pouring the agent from the crucible into the test tube.
However, there are still many people who have not finished refining.
Professor Slughorn didn't rush them either.
Instead, let the little wizard who finished refining the potion first walk to him with his own potions in turn for himself to identify.
"Disgusting..."
A few potions in a row was no problem, which made Slughorn let his guard down.
But no one expected that the accident still appeared, and as soon as Neville's potion opened the lid, an indescribable stench followed.
Slughorn almost fainted.
Even looking at Neville became unkind.
Braun felt that if Neville's family was not stronger, maybe Slughorn would not even be able to deal with Neville a little.
Just send him away.
As for what to say about watching people order, isn't it obvious on Slughorn's face?
How could that kind eyebrow at Harry be because of the other party's parents from time to time?
But fortunately, it was Neville.
Although there was a problem with the other people's potions, none of the vomiting that choked Slughorn happened again.
Well, of course, this also has something to do with Slughorn's careful application of a bubble head spell on himself.
"Perfect! Miss Granger.
You can see that your talent for Potions is indeed strong. And I also put in a lot of hard work"!"
Looking at the medicine in the test tube, Slughorn exclaimed.
He wasn't lying anymore.
The palliative potion was a potion he had specially selected before class.
At the same time, it is also a medicine that students have not learned.
The purpose is to see the level of the students as he said.
And among this group of little wizards, Braun was able to refine this potion so perfectly.
There is only the girl in front of you.
'Seems like I could invite her to join my slugs club?'
Slughorn said secretly in his heart.
Receiving praise from Professor Slughorn, Hermione's face turned red with excitement.
He looked at Braun frequently, as if to tell him that he had the approval of his new professor.
Braun smiled and nodded at her.
Slughorn then praised others but it was clear that the compliments were encouraging.
And the result is that after Braun gave up, the winner was already created.
"Congratulations, Miss Granger, you are today's winner!
This bottle of elixir is yours!"
Slughorn greeted Hermione's excited look and handed the potion over.
"Make good use of it, I hope you can go further and further down the path of potions. 55
"Thank you! Thank you. ”
Hermione took the potion and replied excitedly.
Now that the class is over.
Slughorn had no reason to keep going.
After declaring Hermione victorious. 、
Then he announced that everyone would leave.
"Wait a minute, Braun, follow me."
Slughorn smiled and called out to Braun, who was following the crowd.
Braun hesitated for a moment but did not object but followed Slughorn to the third floor.
Walking into the familiar and unfamiliar office in front of him made Braun sigh a lot.
Almost all the furnishings inside have changed.
Traces of Lockhart have long been gone.
Instead, some luxurious furniture refills the office.
In addition to the furniture, a group photo of the members of the Slug Club.
Photos of Slughorn and the big names were hung on the walls.
That's right, this is the office of the former Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.
It's just that it's now the office of Professor Slughorn, the professor of Potions.
''Sorry, the room is a little messy.
I didn't have time to clean up either.
Slughorn said as he smiled and waved his wand to put the assorted manuscripts and books back in place.
It makes the whole room look a lot tidy.
"No professors.
For potions masters, sometimes once they focus on potions, they can't care about anything.
Braun looked a little fond of seeing some potions manuscripts he hadn't seen floating back to the shelves.
"Let's eat first!"
Slughorn obviously also saw the reluctance in Braun's expression, and smiled without saying anything.
I saw that the desk in the office was transformed into a dining table covered with tablecloths under the tap of Slughorn's wand.
And there was a knock on the door outside.
Several house-elves dressed in Hogwarts tea towels brought a variety of food to the table.
"Would you like some wine?"
The taste is very good.
I paid a lot of money to buy it from a Gallic winery.
Of course, there were also small tricks to get the Muggles to agree.
Slughorn blinked and picked up a bottle of red wine that had been on the decanter for an unknown amount of time.
Braun glanced at it and didn't quite understand what brand it was.
But just because of the old label on it, Braun knew this wine was old.