Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Do you need a fueling agent?” Harry hesitated a little, that little gold bottle had been haunting his mind for some time, and some vague and unformed thoughts arose deep in his mind, only in dreams or half-dream half-waken moments would he realize...

Ginny and Dean broke up, for example, and you'll be happy to see that she has a new boyfriend.

A boyfriend that everyone can accept and support, a boyfriend that the Weasleys and Ginny's brothers can identify with, a boyfriend that watches her grow up close to her and suddenly starts to follow her, a boyfriend who misses her as much as her brother can give her a warm hug, a Harry Potter...

Well, that Ginny's new boyfriend is Harry himself.

Harry found it too hard to tell Ginny about it on his own, and he needed help with the lucky potion.

Just as compound soup can help Ron relieve stress, magic can sometimes produce wonderful effects.

Some effects that magic can never do in the ordinary sense, only with magic, such as making people more fortunate, easier to get in love, turning one person into another, turning a boy into a girl, etc.

Harry had intended to leave the foraging agent at this time, but it was also important to get memories from Slughorn.

After receiving a positive response from Ivan, he weighed some and eventually nodded.

“Well, I'll bring some fueling in the afternoon, if I really need it. ”

This afternoon's Potions class, because all students aged 17 and over by April 21 had taken the Phantom Imaging Exam, and the large underground classroom seemed empty, with only four students: Ivan, Harry, Ernie and Draco Malfoy.

“None of you are of phantom age?” Slughorn kindly asks, "Under seventeen? ”

The three nodded, Ivan naturally did not need a majority, and he was not even sixteen years old.

Harry, Ernie, and Malfoy had their birthdays between the end of April and September, the youngest of three students in the sixth grade of Slughorn's magic class, as young wizards who had not yet reached the age of eleven by September 1 would be enrolled in the next school year.

“That's good.” Slughorn said happily, "Now that we're so small, let's not follow the contents of the textbook, let's do something fun, I want each of you to give me something interesting! ”

“That sounds great, sir.” Ernie immediately rubbed his hands and praised.

Malfoy didn't smile at all, and he asked irritably, "What do you mean, something ‘interesting'?”.

“Oh, just give me an accident.” Slughorn replied easily, "Whatever the magic is, what you do best or expect to configure, well, it's best if you improve your own formula so that I can find it interesting. ”

Malfoy's shady face opened his Advanced Potion Production, and what was more obvious was that his expression showed that he thought the lesson was a waste of time, which was undoubtedly a waste of time when he could have gone to a house of necessity.

Harry kept staring at Malfoy, and Malfoy looked back at Harry with disgust.

He must now know clearly that the last time Harry and Ron became those two girls, no, it was Gore and Krabs who set up his intelligence, and that Harry had found out what he was doing in the house secretly.

Maybe it makes him anxious, or stressful, like Ron, because he now looks thin like Tanks.

His skin grew paler with that kind of dark gray.

Of course, it may be because he rarely sees sunlight these days.

It is not easy for Tmall to repair the vanishing cabinet in that grocery room, especially as the repair process involves that a lot of magic has exceeded Malfoy's current level and has had to face pressure from Voldemort, and his progress has been very poor.

Ivan clearly felt this from Malfoy, and perhaps he needed some compound soup to relieve the stress.

With that in mind, Ivan decided to configure the compound, which he improved.

Due to his frequent use, Combined Soup Potion is one of Evan's most heavily configured potions, and he has done a lot of research and improvement.

Normal compound toner takes 21 days to cook, and after many attempts, Ivan finds that using the saliva of African tree snakes and ordinary python skins can replace the snake skins of African trees to speed up cooking times and produce them in extreme times.

This gives the compound a short duration of only about one to three minutes, but the configuration process is considerably simpler.

Ivan called this new compound agent a deforming agent, which he was about to promote in Fred and George's shop, and it might not work for long disguises, but it could be used for pranks or other recreational purposes.

Ivan decided to configure the deformers, and he was sure Slughorn would be surprised.

Next to him, Harry also flipped through his Advanced Potion Manufacturing and found a lot of magic that had been altered by a hybrid prince, called euphoria, which not only seemed to meet Slughorn's requirements, but also, if he could taste it a little, might make him angry and give up his memory.

Descriptively, Harry hopes so too, so he won't have to use the fueling agent for a while.

If this really works, Harry could have used precious herbal agents on other things that he would have liked more.

If not, an hour and a half later, Slughorn was surprised by the potion that Ivan and Harry had configured.

“Ah, it looks wonderful.” He came to Harry first, staring at the sunny, golden liquid clapping hands in the crucible, “euphoria, isn't it? Wait, what's that smell? Well, you added a little peppermint, didn't you? Not very orthodox, but what a genius inspiration this is, Harry, of course, to offset the occasional side effects of too much singing and twisting the nose. I really don't know where you get these fantastic ideas, my child, unless...”

Harry hastily stuffed the Mixed Prince's textbook deep into the bag with his bare feet and kept it out of sight.

“It's your mother's genes that show up on you, that's for sure! ”

“Maybe...” Harry relieved.

“Well, let's see what Ivan did out.” Probably because of the euphoric effect, Slughorn's excitement was obviously much higher, and he came up to Ivan and stared at his crucible, "Well, this bubble, this color, my God, isn't this compound? Impossible, it's only been an hour and a half since the compound was made. ”

“You can try it, Professor!” Ivan said he threw one of his hair into the crucible.

At the visible speed of the naked eye, the magic quickly turned light blue...