Human beings are intuitive.

   Or biological beings are intuitive.

   In the past, women’s instincts were often legendary, crowned with some kind of magical name, but this was not exclusive to women.

Any life has intuition. This is an instinct to seek good and avoid evil. Aside from human beings, other creatures on the earth are inclined to seek advantages and avoid harm. Their intuition will remind them to escape before danger comes. Or some other method, even in the game between the predator and the prey, will cause a fatal blow through intuition.

   For humans, when someone is obsessed with thinking about something, intuition can often play a finishing touch, such as Jon now.

   He has turned through this book several times, carefully reading each page, trying to find the key information that was missed between the lines.

Jon and Helga discussed the role of this potion before. According to Salazar's realm and strength at the time, the power that this potion can help him to improve is very limited, and even scarce, but there is always a scarcity. Erga said that Salazar had a bad habit of preparing potions, and there was no problem with this formula, but it is normal for certain key steps to be skipped.

   For example, the amount of medicinal materials is a little bit more and a little bit less.

   But the potion preparation can't be sloppy. With this little error, the final result may be 100 million dots.

   Jon felt that Helga’s new formula was okay, but there must be something missing, which caused the failure.

   And he turned it over so many times, finally found the answer.

   At the beginning of the book, there is a trace of smearing.

   Jon basically took his eyes to find this unusual, but clerical errors and smearing are always problems that cannot be avoided in the manuscript. After all, it is handwritten. How can it not be wrong at all?

   But the smear on the first page is a bit wrong, the color is not correct, it is the kind of dark red that is deposited, although the color is biased to the black of the ink, it is different after all.

   This difference is very secretive, if it weren't for Jon to watch it back and forth many times, he wouldn't be able to find it.

   This dark red should be blood.

  Whose blood?

  , of course, Salazar's blood.

   If the last medicine is blood, then it makes sense.

In the original Salazar’s formula, there was indeed a herbal medicine called the blood-eating flower. The rhizome and petals of this flower had thorns. Even if it was picked, it would stab the person holding him until it sucked. Until the blood.

   But judging from the books left over before, the blood-devouring potion is basically used, and the producers often avoid being stabbed by this flower. Although it does not affect the effect, it is always bad.

   Jon doesn't think this has any effect on the properties of herbs. Blood-sucking and blood-sucking is originally the normal predation behavior of creatures, and the predation behavior of plants will not have any effect on its magical properties.

So it is reasonable to speculate that Salazar was accidentally stabbed during the preparation of the purification medicine, and then the blood dripped into the crucible. It is not impossible, but the only problem is how much dripped. ?

   Normally, Helga can improve Salazar's formula through the medicinal properties of various herbs, so it proves that this formula can indeed work, then this blood may indeed act as a primer.

   Saying more is worse than doing more, thinking about these things, it's better to experiment directly.

  ...

   Three hours later, in the laboratory.

   The air purifier hummed, slowly bringing fresh air in from outside, but it still couldn't dispel the heat and boredom in this laboratory, but it made people feel more and more irritable.

   Under the light of the laboratory shadowless lamp, Jon wears a mask on his face, expressionlessly raised the syringe filled with emerald green liquid in his hand, and walked to the edge of the table step by step.

   was in the glass box in the corner of the table, and the mouse, who had a premonition of danger, ran back and forth restlessly. After Jon approached, it shrank in the corner and shivered, not daring to move.

   "Be good, don't move, I'm also doing this for your own good, maybe you can become a magical creature with this all at once, come on, don't move..."

Jon held the wand in his right hand, waved it, cast an Imperius curse to deprive the mouse of his mind, then stuffed the wand into his pocket, put his hand into the box, pinched the mouse’s neck and picked it up, the syringe was slightly picked against the small mouse. By the mouse's mouth, the emerald green potion was slowly pushed into its mouth.

   "Don't let me down, my lovely classmate Xiaobai."

   After pushing a small tube of medicine, Jon put the mouse back in the box and waited quietly for the result.

   The dose of the medicine dispensed this time is not large, and it does appear after adding blood, but it is not as written in the manuscript, but turned into emerald green.

   Considering that the race is different, this is also a normal phenomenon.

The effect of the Imperius Curse passed quickly—Jon was not sure if the effect had passed. Because it didn’t take long for the effect to take effect, the white mouse began to have red eyes. In a frenzied state, this process lasted for a while, and the white mouse's power was obviously improved, and it was even able to break the glass cabinet specially made by Jon.

   But that's all.

   Jon had calculated the amount of medicine beforehand. If it was promoted according to the normal amount of medicine, this mouse might really be able to mutate, but Jon doubled the amount of medicine. The final outcome of this mouse was death.

   He just wanted to see the effect.

   So it didn't take long for the mouse in the cabinet to stop moving, the blood in his eyes faded, and his body quickly dried out like a leaking balloon.

   For a short time, it seemed that it had been weathered in the desert for decades. Jon just touched it lightly with magic power, and the little mummy was completely turned into powder.

   The medicine is too strong, but it is indeed the right bet.

   Jon lowered his head compassionately, looking at the little rubbish, gently waved his wand to clean up the ashes, and then threw the glass cabinet that had been scratched twice by the cleaning curse into the trash can in the corner.

   simply and neatly.

   "But... now it seems that this potion should be a success."

   He turned around and walked back to the experiment platform. He didn't intend to take a break. Instead, he changed to a new set of equipment and replaced the previous containers.

   This time is not the time to rest. Taking advantage of the proficient hands and feet, make one's own medicine as soon as possible, that is a serious matter.

  

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