Do you believe in luck?

Do you think you're a lucky man?

Not everyone believes in luck, but they can't deny that there are a lot of unexpected things going on in life.

From birth onwards, everyone faced countless such uncertain changes until eventually returning to the embrace of death.

Some of these changes make your situation better, others make things worse.

The magnitude of this probability of something good or bad is luck.

The classmates listened to Slughorn with all their attention and looked at the golden yellow liquid inside the crucible.

From a certain perspective, Furin is a very countervailing agent.

Since there is no way to deny the existence of luck, people have been studying how to make themselves more fortunate in the past.

Everyone has their own methods to improve their luck, such as choosing numbers, colors, patterns, etc. that are of special significance.

This is very common in both Muggles and Wizards. The same is true of the reason for the prophecy of divination, which the wizards hope to magically foresee the future of nothingness and thus make the right choices to avert evil.

Whatever the approach, there are significant changes, which may not be useful.

Luck is the same as the future, and it's not a certainty.

But luck is no longer illusory as long as there is a fueling agent.

It becomes something that actually improves, and taking a fueling agent can make people luckier and good things happen.

It's a magic potion that, to some extent, can even change a person's destiny for life.

Making a “lucky” choice at a critical juncture will change things dramatically.

Fortune is a potion that makes you lucky, a potion that changes your life and changes your future.

“Professor, this medicine, have you ever taken it?” Michael Connor asked with great interest.

“Yes, I've taken it twice in my life.” Slughorn said, looking at the distance in a trance with a nostalgic expression on his face, "24 years old once and 57 years old once. I took two spoons for breakfast, and those two days were perfect! Believe me, that's life. It's a feeling of everything being mastered. Whatever you do, you'll succeed...”

His voice was full of love, whether he was acting or not, and the effect was tempting.

“All right, all right!” Slughorn seems to be back in reality, "he said," Let's get back to class, and by the way, I decided to use it as a prize for this lesson. I must remind you that this medicine is almost unavailable on the outside, so the opportunity is rare!

There was a silence in the classroom, and every bubbling, boiling sound of those drugs around them seemed to amplify tenfold.

“Little bottle of Furyant!” Slughorn pulled a small glass bottle stuffed with wood out of his pocket and showed it to the whole class, "bringing twelve hours of good luck, from dawn to darkness, you can do anything to highlight the stars. I must remind you, however, that the use of fueling agents is prohibited in organized competitions, such as sports competitions, exams or campaigns. Therefore, those who receive the prize can only use it on a normal day and wait to see how unusual that day will become! I promise you, that day will last your whole lives. ”

Blinds only make people somewhat more fortunate and things go in the right direction. It's not that just taking it will really do whatever it takes, like Malfoy assassinating Dumbledore, or Harry destroying Voldemort, a use that's doomed to fail, no matter how many blisters you drink, it won't work.

Nevertheless, the effect Slughorn wanted had been achieved, and everyone was interested in the fueling agent.

Together, there was interest in his curriculum and how to get this vial of Furyn.

To be honest, Ivan's interest in this vial is not too high, and the key is that he can cook it himself.

The hardest place to make a fueling agent is not the complicated process, but the raw material collection. There are several kinds of herbs in it that are very rare, not that they can be bought with money. They often appear on the market and are bought at high prices, preferring to be stored in a collection.

It's no problem for Ivan, don't forget that Calesis robbed Snape's herbal storage room and gave him everything.

Although Snape doesn't look very rich, the potion and all kinds of raw materials are absolutely unambiguous...

And as things stand, Ivan feels lucky, and what he wants to change is not something that can be influenced by a funeral agent.

If Snape's textbook really works, then it should be that Harry gets this vial of magic. That's what Ivan really cares about, and getting a Snape study note on magic is worth a lot more than any funeral.

“Well!" Slughorn said excitedly, looking at every student, "How can I win this wonderful prize? Okay, turn to page 10 of Advanced Poison Making, and we have over an hour left before you can cook a live hell of a soup. I know it's more complicated than anything you've ever done before, and I don't expect anybody to make perfect soup cream. But the man who does the best will win this vial of Furyn. All right, here we go! ”

His voice had just fallen, only a scratching sound was heard, everyone pulled the crucible in front of themselves, then the sound of the weights on the scale, no one spoke, the students' high concentration was simply within reach.

Ivan handled his sleeping beans in no hurry, watching Harry's movements.

Instead of being like everyone else, he frowned and looked at the wrecked textbook and looked puzzled.

On Ivan's left, Hermione moves much faster than usual.

I can see she wants that little bottle of bliss and Christmas gift has landed this year!

Hermione's birthday is September 19th. Given the production time, I think it's too late to make hermione and give it to him. As for birthday gifts, Ivan can give hermione a surprise by turning into a cat hiding under her quilt...

Unlike Ivan's leisure, Harry felt like he was going crazy, and he looked at the textbook in front of him angrily. He thought the textbook was still dirty and broken, so he found that the previous owner of the textbook was writing all over the book, making every page as blank as the place where the medicine was printed...