Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Powerful Love Magic, the world's most effective love magic potion.

At the same time as introducing it, it is usually labeled on the side, this potion is extremely dangerous!

Powerful fanatics can get people into love, but it's not true love, it's mental deception.

It can control a person like a soul-snatching spell, make people fall in love with each other, cannot control their emotions and bodies, and is willing to do anything for them, including sacrificing their lives.

In a certain sense, it's even scarier than a soul-snatching spell.

Voldemort's mother used to love him with love agents, and eventually gave birth to Voldemort.

There are many more things like this in history, and some black wizards will make the King of Muggles fall in love with a woman or themselves in this way, thus indirectly controlling the entire country and taking advantage of their evil attempts.

Ivan doesn't have the idea of using a romantic agent, but he doesn't deny that it still smells pleasant.

Can prepare a bottle on the body, in the middle of the night, when alone, take it out and smell it, it works well...

Don't get me wrong, because it's another property that determines how different people smell.

It depends on what everyone loves most, needs most, and is best, that is, the taste of love.

Ivan just smelled that particular fragrance in Hermione. Well, it could be shampoo. Anyway, it's reassuring. It's caught in his favorite floral scent, which makes his body react strangely.

“All right, all right, all right!” Slughorn said, walking to the podium.

Looking through a lot of hot steam, his big body seemed to drift.

“Fellow students, please take out the scales, medicine bags, and don't forget to take out your Advanced Potion Making textbook, let's start this semester's Potion lesson...”

“Sir?” Harry raised his hand.

“What's the matter, Harry?” Slughorn asked gently.

“I don't have books, I don't have scales, I don't have anything, so does Ron. Because we didn't expect to be able to improve our work, so..."

“Ah, by the way, Professor McGonagall mentioned this. Don't worry, son, don't worry at all. You can use the ingredients in the storage cabinet today, and the balance can lend you some old textbooks, you can use them first, then you can write to the Ledman Bookstore...”

Harry and Ron didn't put these things in the ceremony after making sure they weren't in the potion class.

Ivan had backup scales, crucibles and all sorts of materials, but he didn't take them out.

He thought it was an opportunity to see if Harry could find that old Snape textbook.

He remembers that there was a textbook that documented Snape's improvements in the formulation and brewing process of the potion as documented in Advanced Potion Making, as well as some of Snape's own magic.

To be honest, Ivan is very interested in this textbook and what it says.

At the very least, it will help a lot on the potion.

When I visited Snape's locker earlier, Ivan looked for it and found nothing.

Snape doesn't seem to have taken out this textbook, but rather put it somewhere else.

This semester, he gave the classroom to Slughorn, who might have left it behind while packing, or Slughorn found it elsewhere while organizing the classroom.

Anything could have, anyway, needed luck to get this textbook, and Ivan didn't have that luck.

So he's going to give Harry a try...

Slughorn walked up to a locker on the corner of the wall, where he strolled for a while, taking out two shabby, ruined copies of Advanced Potions by Libertario Pollack, and handing them to Harry and Ron along with two dimly colored scales.

Is that it? Ivan stared at Harry's Advanced Potion Making.

“Show me, Harry.” He whispered, taking over that shitty textbook.

The pages are a little moldy, and the pictures are all over the place, making every page as blank as the place where the medicine is printed.

Is that it? There is no way to confirm it with these.

He flipped the page onto a pill and carefully identified the formula.

“Okay!” Slughorn said back in front of the classroom, pushing his already drummed chest forward again, the button eyes on his vest were about to break open, "I prepared several medications to open your eyes, of course, just out of interest. By the time you've completed the program, you should be able to do something like this. Although you haven't done it yourself, I'm sure you've heard of it. Who can tell me what it is? ”

He pointed to the crucible closest to Slytherin's table, where only fresh water was rolling.

This obviously won't be fresh water, that's just...

Hermione's long-held, worked-out hand held up first, Slughorn pointing to her.

“It is an exhaling agent, a colorless, odorless medicine that forces those who drink it to tell the truth.” Hermione said.

“Good, good! It's just the vomiting agent, it's really great to recognize it, now...” Slughorn is happy to say that he points to the crucible closest to Ravenclaw's table, "which is quite famous and has been highlighted in several brochures recently distributed by the Ministry, who can? ”

He's not finished yet, Hermione's hand lifted up again.

“It's compound soup, sir.” She said.

The second crucible, the slowly bubbling mud-like thing, which they had previously cooked when sneaking into the Slytherin public lounge, was even more familiar to Hermione, who helped Evan make it many times later!

“Great, great! And here's the thing... you know what, honey?” Slughorn said.

He was a little surprised to see Hermione's hand raised again.

“It's a potent love agent! ”

“Not at all good, no need to ask.” Slughorn was truly admired and said, “I'm sure you know what it's for? ”

“It's the most effective love magic potion in the world!” Hermione said.

“Exactly! I suppose you recognised it through its unique Mother Pearl gloss? ”

“There is also its characteristic spiral-rising pink vapor, which is unique to all magic potions. Hermione said with interest," And it smells different from person to person, depending on what everyone likes best. I can smell just trimmed grass, brand new parchment paper, and... "

She suddenly blushed and stopped talking, just glancing at Ivan beside her.

Unfortunately, Ivan didn't hear that, and he was focusing on this dirty textbook.

Otherwise, he should have guessed that Hermione might have wanted to say something about his saliva taste...

Or the way it feels when you're obsessed with kissing.