Chapter 110: Potions Dispute, Dumbledore, You Will Regret It "Configure the potion?" In the Hufflepuff Headmaster's office, Professor Sprout looked at Ciel in surprise. She didn't expect that shortly after returning from the Forbidden Forest, Charles came to her office and wanted to borrow the crucible and the classroom suitable for preparing potions. Of course, Hufflepuff House cannot be without things like crucibles. After all, if you deal with growing herbs, you can't avoid making potions. Professor Sprout himself is also a good hand at preparing potions. Although he is not as good as Snape, he is much better than ordinary wizards. What surprised her was that besides specializing in Transfiguration and Charms, Ciel also dabbled in Potions? Is this genius? There is really no way to survive for ordinary people! Professor Sprout sighed in his heart, and then decisively agreed to Ciel's request. Not only that, she also dug out an old cauldron from the display cabinet of Hufflepuff House.
Charles looked at the crucible with a strange look in his eyes. He did not despise the crucible just because it was old. First of all, it was impossible for Professor Sprout to give him a very rubbish crucible. Secondly, Charles could also feel that the crucible had a strange magic. Professor Sprout then spoke with some pride. "This cauldron was donated by a Potions Master in the history of our house." "Although Snape is the most famous potion master in Hogwarts in recent years, in fact, the house that produces the most potion masters is our Hufflepuff." "This crucible was once used extensively to refine the Felicity Potion, so it has some special properties that can increase the success rate when refining a potion for the first time. It is the best crucible I can find." "Come on, I'll find you the best potion classroom, and you can prepare the potion there." A look of gratitude appeared on Ciel's face. Perhaps Professor Sprout's strength is not worth mentioning to me now, and the subjects she is good at cannot directly increase my strength, but she is definitely the one who cares about me the most among all the professors in Hogwarts. Professor Sprout would do his best to help achieve any request he made. Just the fact that he told me the news about the Phoenix earlier shows that I owe him a huge favor. Now he has found a crucible used by the Potions Master specifically for himself. This favor is getting bigger and bigger. Ciel hesitated to speak, while Professor Sprout smiled. "Ciel, I know you are different from ordinary children. I don't treat you as a child at all." "Your way of thinking and your way of dealing with things are more like that of an adult. Maybe this is genius." "But no matter what, you are a Hufflepuff student, and you may even be the best student in the history of Hufflepuff and even Hogwarts. It is my responsibility as the headmaster to train you well, and I don't ask for anything in return." "If you feel you owe me something, then wait until you are able to take care of Hufflepuff more." Sprout said half-jokingly. "Hahaha, even though I usually don't compete with others, I also really want Hufflepuff to dominate the house cup."
"It's a pity that I don't have a backer like Snape." Upon hearing this, Charles smiled and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. After helping me so much, the only thing he asked of me was to help Hufflepuff win a few more house cups. This dean is really... Even if it's just to repay a favor, Ciel will definitely win the Hufflepuff House Cup. Even if it was old Dumbledore the bee who wanted to cheat for the Savior, Ciel wouldn't mind pointing his sword at him again! Soon, Ciel followed Professor Sprout into a potion classroom used by senior students. Professor Sprout said that she had booked this classroom for a full six hours, so Ciel could prepare the potion here without worry. After Professor Sprout left, Ciel waved his wand again and added a few protective spells to the classroom. Although it was done casually, even if the senior students tried their best, they couldn't get in. After finishing all this, Charles took out the materials for preparing the atavism potion and began to process the materials attentively. …… At the same time, in another Potions classroom, the first-year Gryffindors and Slytherins were looking tense and glaring at each other. Although they didn't know that Snape was dead, it was common knowledge that Snape was imprisoned in Azkaban. In this Potions class, Gryffindor and Slytherin met each other, it would be strange if they didn't have an argument over this matter. But just when things were tense, a fat, bald old man walked in and sighed with a smile. "The familiar smell of the classroom. The first-year Hogwarts students are still so energetic." Next to him, Dumbledore also introduced the students in the classroom with a smile. "This is Professor Slughorn, former Head of Slytherin, now temporarily taking over as Potions Professor." "He is a famous potion master with an outstanding reputation. You will definitely benefit a lot from learning from him." After Dumbledore left, Slughorn looked around the classroom. His eyes immediately brightened when they landed on Harry Potter. Although he was born in Slytherin, he was a rare dean who had no prejudice against bloodline or anything like that. On the contrary, he was particularly interested in talented people. When he was teaching at Hogwarts, he was committed to winning over all kinds of talents, and those former students have now become his connections in the upper class. Now that Slughorn has been invited by Dumbledore to return to Hogwarts, part of the reason is that he can't stand the current situation of Slytherin House and wants to restore Slytherin's glory, and the other part is that he came for Harry Potter. It would be an honor to have this famous savior join my slug club, and it would be something I could talk about for the next ten years! Therefore, in this first class, Slughorn decided to show off his skills to everyone and let them see how powerful he is. It has to be said that compared to Snape, who was accustomed to suppressing students, Slughorn's teaching level was more than two or three levels higher. Not only was he able to explain the principles of potions in a simple and easy-to-understand way, but he also made it interesting, making even the Gryffindor little lions who had prejudices against Slytherin House listen with great interest. Harry Potter was also listening attentively.
In this life, since Ciel had bullied Snape on the first day of school, Harry Potter was not bullied by Snape in the Potions class as in the original book. So, Harry was not as resistant to Potions as in the original book. Instead, he found it quite interesting. This is how children are, once they become interested in something, they learn it at an extraordinary speed. In addition, Harry Potter's mother Lily was a potion genius praised by Slughorn. It is unlikely that Harry Potter did not inherit Lily's talent for potions. It's just that in the original book, he was suppressed too much by Snape and was extremely resistant to Potions, so even if he had talent, he couldn't display it. Now with Slughorn's guidance, Harry Potter's talent in potions was revealed. Even the knowledgeable Hermione pales in comparison to Harry in terms of actual operation. The few little tricks he performed when preparing the scabies potion made Slughorn's eyes light up, and he loudly gave Gryffindor points. Halfway through the class, almost all students had finished preparing the scabies potion, Slughorn said with a smile. "Very good. It seems that I am still as good as ever. To be honest, when I first came here, I was a little worried that I wouldn't be able to handle the kids nowadays." "Well done, you are all talented, especially Mr. Potter. You are a Potions genius." Amid the happy expressions of the little lions and snakes, Slughorn waved to them. "Given your excellent performance in this class, we still have plenty of time." "Come on, follow me, and let me show you what a high-end potion looks like." He stretched out his tone. "I will prepare before you a most miraculous, wonderful, and difficult potion—" "Felixir!" Without Slughorn saying anything, Hermione the Know-It-All immediately exclaimed the effect of the Felicis Felicis. Upon hearing that this magic potion had the effect of enhancing luck and making everything go smoothly, all the students exclaimed in surprise. Ron, who was in the crowd, was also dumbfounded when he heard the price of the Felicity Potion, with a look of desire in his eyes. The price of a small bottle of Felicis Potion might be as much as his tuition and living expenses for seven years at Hogwarts! Amid the students' exclamations, Slughorn could not hide his pride, and then he asked the students to follow him upstairs. "To prepare Felicis, we need a spacious classroom. Let's go to the advanced potions classroom." Soon, Slughorn led everyone to the door of a classroom. "This is the best potion classroom in Hogwarts. I used to make potions here..." "Ok?" "Is it occupied?" Slughorn frowned, realizing that the Potions classroom was already occupied and booked for six hours. When he saw the name of the person who made the reservation, Slughorn's frown deepened. "Charles Evans?"
Of course, he was familiar with this name. On the first day of school, he beat up the Slytherin Dean and pointed his sword at Dumbledore. Such a student was unique in the thousand-year history of Hogwarts. However, as the former head of Slytherin, it is impossible to say that Slughorn would be happy when he saw this name. At the same time, Slughorn was somewhat surprised. "Ciel is using the advanced potions classroom. Is he preparing potions?" "Isn't he an expert in Transfiguration and Charms? Why is he also working on potions? Does he also have research on potions?" But after a moment, Slughorn subconsciously shook his head and denied his own idea. Potions is an extremely profound subject and has nothing to do with wands or spells. It also requires a lot of practical experience. No matter how talented Ciel is, it would be difficult for him to reach the advanced level of alchemy without the accumulation of time, let alone compare with a potion master like Slughorn who can brew Felicis. Therefore, after a moment's hesitation, Slughorn's eyes flashed with a strange look and he knocked on the classroom door. He wanted to see what kind of potion Charles was preparing in there. At this time, the first-year Gryffindors and Slytherins also knew that it was Charles who was preparing the potion inside. They also started talking in low voices in surprise. "Can Ciel prepare potions?" "He is using the advanced potions classroom. What kind of potion is he preparing?" After hearing this, the little snakes subconsciously resisted. Ciel himself had brought shame to Slytherin House, making them unable to hold their heads up for some time. After all the effort Professor Slughorn came over, they felt proud for once, but it turned out that Ciel could also make potions? This made them subconsciously start to deny it. "Don't be ridiculous. If Ciel is still researching in some field of spellcasting, I wouldn't be surprised." "But potions don't involve waving a wand. A Transfiguration master is in a completely different field than a Potions master." "Ciel should be studying some basic potions. It's such a waste that he has to take up an entire potions classroom. He should give it to Professor Slughorn." The little snakes began to discuss in a low voice. As for the little lion, Hermione blushed. "Don't use your narrow vision to judge Ciel. Ciel has always been beyond the imagination of ordinary people!" But Ron, for the first time, agreed with the little snakes' words. "Although the Slytherins are bad, what they said does make sense." "We can't let Ciel take everything. He's so powerful and knows how to make potions. That would be too unfair." Ron really didn't want to believe what Hermione said, that everything Charles did was beyond imagination. He has accepted the fact that Ciel is superior in strength and he is not jealous of him. After all, the gap is too big. But Potions doesn't require waving a wand, so Ciel may not be better than him.
If Ciel had profound attainments in the profitable field of potions, Ron really couldn't accept it. Harry beside him also nodded imperceptibly. He had just been praised by Slughorn as a Potions genius. This was the first time Harry had been recognized in all his years. Harry secretly hoped that he could be better than Ciel in Potions. While everyone was arguing, Professor Slughorn pulled out his wand, pointed it, and sent a message inside. "Mr. Ciel, I'm the new Potions Professor Slughorn. I see you're using the Potions classroom. Can I join you?" "Ahem, if you have any questions about Potions, I'd be happy to answer them." When Charles, who was preparing materials, heard the voice, he showed impatience in his eyes. Fortunately, he is only preparing the materials and has not started to prepare the potion, otherwise there might be some twists and turns, and it might even be possible that a precious material would be wasted. After a moment, Ciel opened the door of the Potions classroom and looked coldly at Slughorn who was standing at the door. Before Slughorn could speak, Ciel spoke coldly. "Hasn't anyone ever taught you to be quiet while someone is mixing a potion?" Slughorn was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Charles to be so rude to him. In his opinion, Charles was still a beginner in potions and must have encountered many problems. He would definitely not miss the opportunity to consult him, the potion master. He could also take this opportunity to salvage a little of the face that Slytherin House lost due to Snape's defeat. he said quickly. "Mr. Ciel, you may not know much about the field of potions. I am Slughorn..." Before he could finish his words, Charles interrupted him. "I've heard of it, but I can't ask just any Tom, Dick or Harry for advice." "If you dare to bother me again, I will send you to accompany Snape." Immediately, Charles closed the door and cast a few more powerful protective spells. As for what the students outside and Slughorn would think? None of his business! Only the weak need to consider what others think! Now the atavism potion is his top priority, and everything else has to take a back seat. If it hadn't caused him no actual loss, Charles wouldn't have let Slughorn off so easily just for disturbing him. Just as Ciel continued to invest in the atavism potion, Slughorn's face outside turned pale and blue. The little snakes were also angry. "What is he so arrogant about?" "The professor was kind enough to teach him, but not only did he not appreciate it, he was even so rude to the professor? He's so arrogant!"
Even some of the little lions agreed with what the little snakes said. Ron said with some speculation. "Perhaps geniuses all have such a high opinion of themselves, and think they can do anything." "Maybe he thinks he's better than the Potions Master." "But I think it's more likely that Ciel is in trouble and doesn't want to be told what to do. He's afraid of being embarrassed, so he's in a hurry." Although Harry didn't say anything when he heard this, he felt a sense of secret joy and relief in his heart. It seems that Ciel might really be average in the field of potions, and I might really be better than Ciel. Only Hermione blushed and argued. "Ciel wouldn't normally be so rude. He must be preparing some very important potion and was disturbed at this time." But except Hermione, no one believed that Ciel, a potion novice, could prepare any important potion. Slughorn's expression returned to normal at this time, and he said with some profound meaning. "It seems that Miss Granger knows Mr. Evans very well. Let us wait and see what potion Mr. Evans can prepare." "But then again, he scheduled six hours for the potion to be prepared, and I don't remember any potions in the elementary or intermediate potions textbooks that took so long." "Come, let me take you to the classroom next door to watch the preparation of the Felixir. Although we can only complete the first half of the preparations in this short time, I promise that this trip will be worthwhile." Soon, Slughorn led everyone into the Potions classroom next door. After three full hours, the dazzled students filed out of the classroom with obvious excitement on their faces. Harry couldn't contain his excitement. "Did you see the way the professor handles potion materials? It's amazing, it's simply an art!" "And the professor's process of brewing potions is so precise and elegant. He is worthy of being a potion master. It's amazing." Ron and other students with average talent in Potions didn't notice much, but were just discussing with relish the wonderful smell emanating from the crucible. "Merlin, the semi-finished product smells so good, I can't even imagine how it will feel after I drink it!" At this time, everyone looked at the still closed door of the next classroom with quite subtle expressions. Ron said with some sarcasm. "The professor has already finished the most complicated preparation of the Felicis, why is Ciel still using the classroom?" "Could it be that he is preparing a potion that is more difficult than the Felicis?" At this time, Slughorn also walked out of the classroom and said something meaningful. "That's hard to say, Mr. Robbie, right?" "After all, Potions is a very broad and profound subject. It's normal that there are potions that I've never heard of. Maybe Mr. Evans has researched them himself."
"Let's leave quickly so as not to disturb Mr. Evans or embarrass him to come out." The little snakes also laughed, and nicknames such as "Boastful Charles" and "Magic Potion Shit Charles" came into being. Slughorn's mouth curled up, and he was obviously in a good mood. Soon, Dumbledore also learned about this matter in the principal's office. There was also a hint of smile on his face. "Harry Potter was praised as a genius in potions by Slughorn, but Ciel was ridiculed for his potions?" "This is unexpected news." Dumbledore was still thinking about how to suppress Ciel so as to embody the halo of Harry Potter as the savior, but he did not expect that he would achieve his goal in a potions class. Just then, Professor Sprout walked into the principal's office angrily. "Dumbledore, didn't you hear what the Slytherin students called Ciel?" "How could they be allowed to attack Ciel like this?" Dumbledore looked helpless at this time. "Professor Sprout, it's just a joke among the kids. Who among us hasn't gone through this phase?" "I believe this matter will be over soon. I also think it will be good for Ciel's growth to understand that human energy is limited and he cannot achieve great success in all aspects..." Before he finished speaking, Professor Sprout showed disappointment. "Being teased like this is beneficial to your growth. Dumbledore, you really have your own way." "Okay, forget it if you want to, but I just want to tell you that you will regret it." Soon, Professor Sprout left in a hurry. She still needed to comfort the little badgers who were indignant because Ciel was insulted. A few hours later, in the advanced potions classroom, Ciel looked at the boiling bloody potion in the crucible in front of him and took a deep breath. The smell emitted by this potion seemed to be able to induce changes in the magic power deep in the blood, which was completely consistent with the characteristics of the atavism potion he deduced through Deep Blue. Charles' eyes showed joy. "The atavism potion is done!" His face showed passion and anticipation. "Once the atavism potion is completed, the three-headed dog Lu Wei will most likely be able to awaken the characteristics of the three-headed dog of hell." "My second magical Animagus, the three-headed dog of hell, is coming!" (End of this chapter)