Myriad Realms Store Owner of Harry Potter

Ryan took Harry and Ron away from Professor McGonagall as quickly as possible. At this time, Harry and the others followed Ryan with their heads down like mice escaping from a cat's claws. Until I ran to the corner and met Hermione. Lane then told Hermione what had happened before. As a result, the two were amused by Professor McGonagall's cold humor.

"Ah, what a pity. I thought I could take a break after writing so many things." After leaving Professor McGonagall's sight, Ron said helplessly. He chose the same courses as Harry's at the time. There is a companion in class together, and he can find someone to copy after homework, but now thinking of the content of Potions class, he suddenly wondered if he was a little impulsive when he chose the class in the morning.

However, it can also be seen here that Ron's academic level is not low, otherwise he would not be able to apply for these subjects. Therefore, it should be just a prejudice that many colleagues in the previous life described Ron as useless.

They met Hagrid in the school foyer on their way down to the dungeon, and Hagrid happily raised an arm to greet them, before speaking to Ryan. "Thank you for your help in making the horsemen accept my brother. Otherwise, Professor Dumbledore will definitely be in trouble this year."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Harry and Ron: "I didn't see you coming to my class this morning. I was a little frustrated, but then I thought that you are all grown up now and have your own goals, so I don't feel so depressed. Harry, I know that to become an Auror you need to learn a lot, and you need a lot of time to practice, and I totally understand not to come to my class. I hope you can finally achieve your goal and become a great Auror. After speaking, Hagrid waved to them again and left.

"I feel a little sorry for him." Looking at the back of Hagrid striding out the door, Harry felt a little guilty. "As his friend, I should report to his class."

"Don't be silly, Harry." Ron said helplessly, "Now we have to spend 200% of our energy on these subjects to barely keep up with the progress, let alone you are still a Quidditch." Captain Qi, you need to spend a lot of time on training. If you add another course, you probably won’t be able to sleep this year.”

"Furthermore, after graduation, there are many people who intend to enter the Department of Magical Creature Management and Control, so there should be quite a few wizards applying for Hagrid's advanced class, so that there will be no embarrassing situation where no one goes to class." Ryan's explanation made Harry They seemed to have relaxed a lot. At this time, they had already come to the corridor outside the basement classroom, and saw that only twelve or three students came to the advanced class, which also meant that the maximum number of pharmacists that the entire UK could provide each year was this number. No wonder the potions outside are not cheap at all.

Before they could say anything to anyone else, the classroom door opened. Before the Slughorn showed his face, the big belly was already sticking out. Unlike Snape, who always had a straight face, Slughorn greeted his classmates with a smile, especially when he greeted Harry and Zabini, he was extraordinarily enthusiastic.

After entering the door, Ryan found that the basement was filled with steam and filled with all kinds of weird smells. Ryan smelled a special cold smell with a faint rust smell from inside, but it was strange that he found that he didn't dislike this smell, and even felt a great sense of satisfaction slowly coming to him.

"There, there, there, there," said Slughorn. Looking through the steaming steam, his huge figure appeared to be erratic. "Students, please take out the scales, medicine bags, and don't forget to take out your "Advanced Potion Making" textbook, we are going to class."

As he walked up to the podium, he saw Harry raising his hand and looking at him.

"What's the matter with you, Harry?"

"I'm sorry professor, I don't have books, I don't have scales, I don't have anything Ron's because, we didn't expect to be able to go to advanced classes, we sent an order this morning, but the things haven't arrived yet"

"Ah, it's okay. You can use the raw materials, scales and old textbooks in the storage cabinet first, and return these things when your things arrive in class next time." Slughorn strode to a corner in the corner. In front of the storage cabinet, I prepared two copies of the things I will use today and handed them to Harry and Ron, and then returned to the podium.

"I prepared some potions this morning to open your eyes. I think if you can successfully complete the potion improvement class, you should be able to make such things. Alright, do you know what these are?" said After that, he pointed to the pot of transparent liquid like boiling water.

As he finished speaking, Hermione raised her hand straight up, and Slughorn pointed at her. Hermione opened her mouth and said, "This is Veritaserum, Professor. It can make people who drink it tell the truth."

"Very well, what about this pot?" Slughorn pointed at another pot of boiled mud, which Ryan immediately recognized as the Polyjuice Potion he got in Brazil in the second grade. Naturally, Hermione couldn't be troubled by this kind of question, she took a look and said, "It's Polyjuice Potion, sir."

"Okay, let's see this last pot." After speaking, Slughorn looked at Hermione with slightly expectant eyes, and Hermione did not live up to the professor's expectations.

"It's a love potion." Hermione said affirmatively. "You can see his characteristic mother-of-pearl luster and spiraling steam. The most special thing is that this potion smells the most attractive to everyone. For example, I smell the freshly cut lawn, and new parchment, and"

Having said this, Hermione blushed, pursed her lips and stopped talking. He just turned his head and looked at Ryan when everyone was not paying attention, and then smiled at the same time.

"Honey, can you tell me your name?" Slughorn asked, he was used to the love of this kind of young people at his age, so he pretended not to see Hermione's small movements.

"Hermione Granger, sir."

"Granger? Granger? Are you related to Huttok Dagworth-Granger, the founder of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists?" Slughorn subconsciously associated with celebrities.

"No, probably not, sir. I'm Muggle-born."

The two Slytherin students snickered there, but Professor Slughorn, who used to be the head of Slytherin, didn't show disdain as Hermione imagined, but laughed instead.

He seemed to see what Hermione was thinking. So he said gently: "Relax, I used to have one of the most proud female students who was also a Muggle-born, but it was a pity that later" he found that he was a little out of control, so he glanced at Harry and said: "Because the perfect girl just now Answer, and give Miss Granger of Gryffindor a well-deserved twenty points."

Afterwards, Slughorn seriously said to the whole class: "The effect of the love potion varies with the level of the maker. There are some very high-level pharmacists who can make potions that make people unconditionally obsessed. Of course, The emotion produced by this potion can never be called love. This is probably the most dangerous and powerful potion in this classroom."

After speaking, he put the lid on the crucible containing the potion, looked at the disapproving students below, and nodded seriously. "You guys are still too young and too naive. When your life experience is as rich as mine, you won't underestimate the power of the infatuation of the devil..."

Hearing this sentence, Ryan suddenly thought that this professor was born noble, has superb magic power and is rich but has been single all his life. Is it because of the wrong use of love potions when you were young?

Just when Ryan let go of his mind and began to make up his mind, Slughorn cleared his throat and said, "Now, we should start the formal class."