Chapter 146 What on earth do you want to do, Potter!

Harry hissed and took a breath.

This familiar feeling.

Even more "heartbreaking", the magic power fills the body.

This is "Thunder Potion".

It can increase one's strength and dexterity in stormy weather. Of course, the new potion brewed with the new formula seems to have the effect of enhancing magic power.

It's just a pity that today is not a thunderstorm day, so I can't test the effect of the potion. I can use the weather spell, but Harry is not proficient in it. Simple breeze and drizzle can do it, but it is still far from summoning a thunderstorm.

.

Harry filled the potion in the cauldron, making three bottles.

He took out the parchment and calculated the cost.

Even not counting the losses used in previous experiments, just three bottles of magic potion cost more than two hundred Galleons - the Acromantula venom was hunted from the Forbidden Forest by myself, otherwise the cost would be even higher.

Harry sighed.

Fortunately, I have a good godfather and some savings. A bottle of magic potion is really expensive.

This is just the first bottle.

A witcher cannot have only one potion.

In less than a week, Harry came up with the second magic potion - "Killer Whale". Its original effect was to effectively increase lung capacity. However, after Harry's research, using a series of materials such as mermaid blood and gillweed, it was extremely effective.

greatly improve its effectiveness.

He personally tested it and found that the effect of the potion lasted for three hours, allowing him to breathe underwater without growing ugly gills. It even allowed him to be protected from the effects of water while underwater, just like on the ground.

of obstruction.

In the black lake, he had a good experience of flying freely without relying on external forces.

But after killing the man-whale, Harry's research and development of the potion was in trouble.

His favorite blizzard has never been able to start. This kind of potion involves further strengthening the senses, and he can't even find many magical materials that can match it.

The full moon, owl, and swallow restoration series potions are also somewhat difficult to achieve. The materials are all there, the blood voluntarily donated by the unicorn, the juice of Hawklap, and the tears of the phoenix, but the blood of the unicorn is too pure.

, will purify almost all poisons.

It is difficult to have such an overbearing effect as the "Thunder" potion.

And it's very expensive.

The tears of the phoenix were priceless, and the bottle Dumbledore gave him was half done, and Harry was trying to figure out how to get another batch.

Speaking of which, can the tears shed by beating Phoenix still heal his wounds?

Blood voluntarily donated by unicorns is even more rare. One ounce of blood costs two hundred galleons. But even though it is so expensive, it is still the best-selling product. Once word gets out that such unicorn blood has arrived,

The entire Knockturn Alley can be packed with people.

Sirius even had a fight with Snape over this bottle of blood, and he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. When Snape mocked him, Sirius said that he bought it for Harry, so he took such a small bottle.

Make him angry.

That night I told Professor Flitwick that I would take extra classes with Harry during the summer vacation.

Wednesday, before Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Ron held up a moon phase chart and said, "It's a full moon again these days. Could it be Professor Snape again?"

Hermione frowned, a little confused.

She also doesn't like Professor Snape's teaching style. She can listen to half a class of swearing words, and most of them are related to werewolves. But on the other hand, who knows if another professor would be able to have Lu Ping and Lu Ping.

Snape's teaching level.

"Actually, Professor Snape is quite good." Ron turned around, dug into the book floating behind him, and took out two pieces of parchment, "I have already written the paper."

Harry paused and softened his tone: "Ron, I may have to tell you some bad news."

Ron's heart skipped a beat: "Isn't Professor Snape coming?"

Harry nodded.

"Why!" Ron held his paper tightly.

"Polyjuice Potion." Harry spat out a potion name that was familiar to both of them.

Ron gulped: "So Sirius will come?"

Harry nodded again.

"It's not that I don't believe Sirius." Hermione was even more confused, "But can he take good classes?"

"During the Christmas vacation, you also saw that he was more comfortable than me in the Forbidden Forest." Harry continued softly, "Believe him, from a magical level, he is an excellent wizard after all."

With that said, they walked to the classroom door.

Harry pushed the door open and they walked in.

"Lupin" was already standing on the podium.

Different from the past, he was wearing a clean but simple lavender robe without any patterns. His hair was simply taken care of and combed hastily. These were the only changes.

But Ron couldn't move his eyes away: "Oh my God, Professor Lupin?"

After sitting down, he quickly put his head next to Harry and whispered: "That's Professor Lupin? Could Sirius be the wrong person? How can he be so handsome?"

"Looks the same." Harry reminded him.

"My temperament has changed." Hermione reminded her.

"Obviously I just changed my robe." Ron still felt incredible.

Harry opened the book and ignored "Lupin" who winked at him: "Don't you think Sirius is actually very handsome?"

Ron shook his head subconsciously.

"Think carefully and don't let his brain influence you." Harry said in a more serious tone.

Ron frowned and tried his best to turn Sirius into a dog and bully Crookshanks with him. He was chased by centaurs in the Forbidden Forest, was choked in the Black Lake, and was shot by George and Fred.

Forget about the embarrassing image of fireworks stuck on your face.

I only recall his appearance and posture.

"Huh?" Ron was surprised, "He is really handsome."

"He is Harry's godfather after all." Hermione said seriously.

Harry shook his head: "Godfather and godson are not related by blood."

Ron the chicken pecked at the rice and nodded.

Hermione said "Oh" and her ears turned slightly red.

Not only Ron, but also the little witches who entered the classroom couldn't help but look at Lupine several more times. Lupine's face was already very good, but he was used to shrinking, and he was wearing a tattered robe, and his face looked dull.

With his white hair, it would be difficult for anyone to notice his appearance.

Now that he has changed into new robes, his face has become more or less like a normal person, and he has Sirius's very intimidating temperament.

To say it was earth-shaking would be an understatement.

Hermione's worries did not come true. Sirius was very talented in teaching. In other words, he did not regard teaching as a task. Instead, he led a group of children to play like a big child and taught them how to solve the swamp.

Dig.

I was still patient at first and followed the textbook on how to tell the difference between ordinary driftwood and the camouflage of a swamp dig.

Half the class passed and his patience was exhausted.

I taught a very simple method, "Thunderbolt Explosion" when everything is determined, blow up all the driftwood you see, and you can avoid being attacked by swamp diggers.

This is very much approved by Seamus.

The little badgers were a little confused. This was different from Professor Luping's usual teaching style, but it didn't seem to be wrong?

Wait until the lecture is over.

"Professor Lupine" packed up his teaching materials earlier than the little wizards and waited for get out of class to end.

Hermione raised her hand helplessly: "Professor Lupin, you haven't assigned any homework yet."

The little lions glared angrily, but as soon as they looked over, they didn't have enough courage to look at the "lioness", regardless of Harry next to them, so they immediately looked away.

"Oh, yes, homework." Professor "Lu Ping" slapped the desk and suddenly realized.

Hermione and Harry couldn't bear to look at it.

The familiar feeling is back.

"Well, forget it." He waved his hand, "Compared with boring homework, it's still..."

Harry coughed slightly.
To be continued...