During the entire break, Harry, Ron and Hermione were trying to guess what Dumbledore was going to teach Harry.
Ron thought that it was very likely to be some special incantations and spells that the Death Eaters did not know.
Hermione said that these things were not legal, and she thought that Dumbledore was more likely to teach Harry some advanced defensive magic spells.
After the break, she went to the arithmetic and divination class. Harry and Ron returned to the common room and reluctantly started to do the homework that Snape had given them.
The homework was too difficult. During the break after lunch, when Hermione came to do her homework, they were not done yet. But once Hermione came, they were much faster.
Just as they finished, the bell for the two afternoon magic potions class rang.
They followed the familiar path to the underground classroom, which had always been Snape's exclusive use for a long time.
Jon was also in the magic potions class today.
This was not an easy thing to do, because Jon had not appeared in class for a long time, and he did not really like magic potions in the past.
After making the Bloodline Purification Potion, he did not use magic potions as often as before.
After all, at that time, he had entered the period of rapid advancement. He could use his own magic and magic to simulate the effects of most magic potions, and the effects were almost the same as the magic potions that Snape made.
He came to the corridor outside the classroom, and saw that there were only twelve or thirteen students in the advanced class.
He had originally planned to come with the students in the same grade, but there was not enough time in these two days, and with his current status, it was not very appropriate for him to appear in the magic potions class.
Fortunately, although Professor Slahogan specialized in black magic and magic potions, his own abilities were not at the level of the legendary Wizard. Jon could not hide from Dumbledore, but he could hide from him.
The force field created an oval around Jon, and the dense water lines increased the effect of the Illusion Spell, causing his body to completely disappear in the air.
At this moment, Harry and the others also walked over.
There were four Slytherin students in class, including Draco Malfoy, four Ravenclaw students, and one Hufflepuff student, Ernie McMillan. Although he was a little arrogant, Jon liked him very much. His way of doing things was somewhat similar to the first secretary of Hufflepuff Magic Research Society.
However, just as he was about to go up and quietly say a few words to this junior, Harry passed by him and walked towards Ernie.
"Hi, Harry, there you are."
Seeing Harry approach, Ernie held out a hand and said haughtily, "I didn't get a chance to talk to you in Defense Against the Dark Arts this morning.
You did well in class, but for us old members of the D.A., Iron Mantra is old news … How about you guys? "
Harry and the others only had time to say, "Thank goodness," before the door to the underground classroom opened. Before Slughorn showed himself, Big Belly had already popped out of the classroom.
The students filed into the classroom, and the professor's walrus beard shook on his smiling mouth, looking very funny. However, he was particularly enthusiastic when greeting Harry and the student named Shabini, which made Jon frown.
Unlike usual, the underground classroom was filled with steam and all kinds of strange smells.
Jon glided past the bubbling cauldrons and watched with interest as the students worked.
The four Slytherin students sat behind a table, and so did the four Ravenclaw students.
As a result, Harry, Ron, and Hermione had to sit with Ernie.
Jon stood in a corner of the classroom and watched the students cramp. It was very interesting to see Ernie and Hermione squeezing Harry and Ron in between, both of them scribbling furiously under the table.
The only difference was that Hermione was preparing for the class in her notebook, while Ernie was working. Originally, he was already a secretary, so he did not need to record and record the life of Harry. Unfortunately, he was the only one who joined Slahoggorn's Potion class this year, so he could not find anyone else.
Fortunately, they chose the table closest to a golden crucible. The aroma from the crucible attracted Harry and Ron's attention, so they did not notice Ernie's actions.
Harry had never smelled such a tempting smell. It made him think of honey pie, the woodiness of a flying broom, and a flowery smell that he must have smelled in the Burrow.
He found himself inhaling slowly and deeply. The smell of the potion filled his body like alcohol, and a great sense of satisfaction slowly came over him.
He grinned at Ron, and Ron smiled back at him lazily.
"Okay, okay, okay."
Slughorn clapped his hands. Harry looked at him through the steaming steam, and felt that the big man's figure seemed to be floating.
"Students, please take out your scales, medicine packs, and don't forget to take out your Advanced Potions Making textbooks..."
"Sir?"
"What's the matter, Harry?"
"I don't have a book, no scales, nothing. Well, Ron too.
Because we didn't expect to be in an advanced class — "
"Ah, yes, Professor McGonagall mentioned this...
Don't worry, son. Don't worry at all.
You can use the ingredients in the cupboard today, and I can lend you the scales. Here are some old textbooks. You can use them first, and then you can write to Lihen Bookstore... "
Slughorn strode to a cupboard in the corner of the room. After rummaging around for a while, he took out two tattered copies of Advanced Magic Potion Making by Libazzo Polacci and handed them to Harry and Ron, along with two sets of faded scales.
"Okay," Slughorn said.
He returned to the front of the classroom, his already bulging chest puffing out even more. The buttons on his waistcoat were about to burst.
"I've prepared a few potions for you to broaden your horizons. Of course, just for the sake of interest.
When you finish your advanced class, you should be able to make them.
You haven't made them yourself, but I'm sure you've heard of them.
Who can tell me what this one is? "
Jon didn't notice the professor's question. He was looking down at Harry's new textbook not far away, because there was a powerful confusion spell on it, as if it had been deliberately sent to Harry.
But then Jon remembered it.
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