Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

"These toxins will not become more toxic when mixed together, but the new substances produced are what is needed in the formula..."

Snape's eyes widened. He actually knew this.

But he felt unfamiliar with the combinations in the potion recipe...

"This... I never thought that these two materials that might explode when touched would be the best choice after the correct proportion..."

At this moment, Snape seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

Staring at the potion formula in my hand, I feel like I can’t let it go.

He could stare at this potion recipe all night long!

Blake smiled and said, "Professor, since you have figured out the trick, you naturally know what the effect of my potion is, right?"

Snape nodded. "It seems to be related to delaying aging..."

If it can delay aging, it is very likely to make people live longer.

Snape looked at Black with some surprise and said, "Is this a rare life-extending potion?!"

Lifespan, both in the wizarding world and in the Muggle world.

These are things that people attach great importance to.

Why do so many people desire the Philosopher's Stone?

Isn’t it because the Philosopher’s Stone not only brings endless wealth, but also makes people immortal?

And about this potion.

Since ancient times, there have been many people studying it.

The most successful life-extending potion is the elixir of life made using the Philosopher's Stone.

As for the rest...

Because there is no such magical material as the Philosopher's Stone.

So the effects are not good.

Even many people who claim to have made life-extending potions are liars...

"That's about right." Blake nodded.

Snape didn't even need the real thing.

Just from this scribbled sketch of a potion recipe.

You can see the effect of the potion.

He deserves the title of Potions Master.

Black took advantage of Snape's daze.

The Eye of Truth quietly activates.

Then he really saw the golden light coming from Snape's head.

This makes sense, as a genius in potions and the dark arts.

Black would have felt strange if Snape wasn't a man of golden quality.

"This potion of yours...if it works...No! It will definitely work!"

Snape said confidently as he looked at the potion formula.

The proportion of the most important ingredients in this potion recipe.

Black had been "lucky" to be chosen.

And the rest are not the most important parts.

The experiment is much easier than using those neutralizing agents.

It can be said that the birth of this magic potion is only a matter of time.

Snape glanced at Black.

"There is no doubt that when this magic potion comes out..."

"As the principal investigator, you can't escape the Order of Merlin, Second Class Medal."

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"If you weren't so young, you might have even reached level one..."

Snape was telling the truth.

Blake is too young.

If this potion is to be promoted effectively, Snape's help is indispensable.

And as long as my figure appears on this new potion.

Then others will definitely give him a lot of credit.

Although many people may actually know that these so-called credits have nothing to do with Snape.

But...what does it matter?

After all, few people are willing to accept the ridiculous fact that their Potions knowledge is not as good as that of a teenager.

Even Snape himself was reluctant to admit it at first...

Therefore, there is a high possibility that Blake's first-class medal will become a second-class medal.

Blake smiled and said confidently: "It's okay, it's my first-class medal, it's mine!"

Snape was slightly stunned, and then he remembered the bedrock background of the boy in front of him...

With Dumbledore and Grindelwald around, even the members of Merlin's Order had to give Black some face, so how could they withhold his reward?

"I'm too narrow-minded..." Snape lowered his head speechlessly and looked at the potion formula in his hand again.

All roads lead to Rome, but the Blake family...

He is indeed the kind of person who was born in Rome...

"Go back and prepare a paper..." Snape said suddenly.

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Research on new potions requires experiments.

To promote the new potion, one also needs a paper that is good enough to impress other potion masters.

Black knew it, even though Snape didn't say it.

But since he is asking me for the paper.

So he had the idea of ​​asking someone to help him revise his paper.

And Snape indeed thought so.

He has published quite a few papers on Potions.

So he is very familiar with how to write this kind of paper.

At the same time, he also knows that many newcomers will make mistakes when publishing papers.

And he can be the final check for Blake and avoid these mistakes.

"Of course, I'm ready."

Blake took out another long piece of parchment from his arms...

"You have already prepared the thesis?" Snape said in surprise. "How did you know I would help you..."

If Blake had not planned it in advance, he would certainly not have prepared the paper in advance.

After all, many potion masters would only write their papers after all their research was completed.

"But if you prepare the paper in advance, then the data to be tested in the formula..."

Snape frowned at Black.

"Wouldn't it be a bit hasty to write down those data before actually brewing the potion?"

"It's okay. I'm confident that I can do it. Just go ahead and verify it." Blake said, "It's okay even if I'm wrong. I can just change the data in the paper..."

Snape was speechless again, then he opened the parchment and began to read...

After a moment, Snape frowned and rerolled the paper and placed it on the table.

"…I'll help you publish it…" Snape said expressionlessly.

He originally thought that he could help Blake revise his paper.

To regain a little bit of the dignity of a professor.

did not expect……

This paper is so perfect that it doesn’t need any revision at all!

All he had to do now was brew the potion.

Then verify that the data is completely correct, and that's it...

"You make me seem redundant."

Snape said with a straight face.

"I'm a little suspicious. You didn't come to me to ask for help, but just to show off in front of me..."

Blake couldn't help but touch his nose guiltily.

Boy, you guessed it!

Snape sighed.

Black's talent in potions is rare even for Snape!

However, when he was about to praise Blake again for the first time.

His eyes just happened to sweep across the mess of cups and plates on the table over there.

And the newly bought "crucible" that is now filled with leftover soup base.

Then the corners of Snape's mouth couldn't help but twitch...

"Mad, my new crucible..."

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Chapter 251 Snape: Where is my pot? Where is such a big pot? !

"Where are you going?" Snape said, busy setting up the cauldron.

He watched Blake slip toward the door.

I couldn't help but call out to him.

"Of course I went back to do my homework. You know, I'm a very studious student."

Blake answered seriously.

The purpose of coming to see Snape has been achieved.

Of course I went back.

It is already very cold in the late autumn night.

If possible, who would want to stay in such a cold underground office...

It would be more comfortable to stay in the warm Hufflepuff common room.

"A potion you researched yourself."

"It's going to be fully cooked the first time. Don't you want to see it with your own eyes?"

Snape couldn't help but ask.

After the potion master prepares the recipe, he cooks the finished product for the first time.

It is a very memorable moment.