Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

With the fireworks from the tip of the referee's wand, the game officially begins.

A few contestants quickly ignited the fire, and picked up materials to add to the crucible, looking confident.

On the referee's seat, an old lady with white hair but smooth skin looked at this scene, shook her head, covered her mouth and said to the referee next to her:

Are Kodos Torrez and the players of the magic institute all so careless now? They don't even check the quality of the materials before using them?

However, looking at the audience, only a few players made such low-level mistakes.

Although the competition party only announced that it would provide materials, it did not mention the small trap of mixing redundant or substandard materials in provided by the organizer.

But when they noticed that the amount and variety of materials were obviously too much, most of the contestants chose to check it again.

Harry quickly picked out enough ingredients to make two potions of Living Hell based on memory.

Then she weighed the valerian root, and at the same time lit the flame under the cauldron, and let the pure water boil inside.

Harry quickly followed the standard steps. Ten minutes later, Harry's potion had turned into a uniform tea-brown liquid.

This is the ideal state of the potion when it reaches this point.

Bang! Harry was operating seriously, when there was an explosion sound in the distance, and a foul smell radiated.

Immediately after a series of chain reactions, several players' crucibles had problems of varying degrees.

Are the other players so poor? They don't even know how to check the ingredients before brewing the potion?

While the medicine in the cauldron was heating up, Harry fanned the stench with his hands, complaining secretly.

After all, this kind of smell is the use of too old valerian root.

Harry didn't pay too much attention to the performance of others, and continued to operate. After adding the evenly sliced ​​sleepy beans to the crucible, the potion immediately turned a pale snow blue.

According to the book, you only need to add the juice from the sleepy beans at this time.

However, Harry still chose to add Sleepy Bean flakes, after all, it can stabilize the effect of the medicine.

But this method also has disadvantages, that is, in the subsequent stirring process, if the strength and frequency of stirring cannot be maintained at a certain level, then the pot of potion will be directly scrapped.

However, Harley believed in her own level, and also believed in the strong control over the body of the assassin's extraordinary ability that had reached the fifth level of the sequence.

A referee obviously noticed Harry's rapid progress and innovation in the potion formula, and patted the other referee beside him lightly. The two of them focused on Harry and whispered from time to time.

After the color in Harry's cauldron went through various changes, it finally turned into the clear water-like transparent color when the stirring was completed.

Harry extinguished the flame under the crucible, and after confirming that there was no problem with the potion, he added it to the bottle on the side and sealed it with magic.

A referee did not know when he had stepped off the referee's seat and came to Harry's side:

Harry Potter contestant, have you finished the production yet?

It's done, now I'm applying to submit the results. Harry replied in a low voice.

Okay, please keep the desktop content unchanged, leave your position slowly, and don't disturb others.

The referees will make a comprehensive score on your results and process, and make a unified announcement after the game.

The referee nodded and quickly left with the vial. And Harry also put away his wand and walked towards the outside of the field.

As the first player to leave her position, Halle naturally received the most attention.

After all, apart from Harley, Furong, who was progressing the fastest on the field, was still in the low-temperature heating stage, and the potion was changing from clear water-like transparency to bright orange.

As for more players, they are still in the mixing stage, or they have failed and are re-boiling.

There was even a contestant from Kodos Torrez who didn't seem to know why he failed, and was now touching his bald head and looking sadly at the blue mixture in the pot.

Under such a comparison, professors from other schools talked a lot and turned their attention to the position of Hogwarts.

Their eyes were either jealous, envious, or scrutinizing, and some were malicious.

But Harry didn't care.

Nice job, Harry. After Harry returned to his seat at Hogwarts, Professor Slughorn was the first to express his congratulations.

Professor Dumbledore also looked at her with a smile, seemingly satisfied with Harry's performance. Professor Snape was expressionless, but he still nodded slightly to express his approval.

As expected, you are the first one to finish making the potion. I can tell you that my vision is right. Mr. Delacour also came to his seat at Hogwarts from Beauxbaton's side.

He himself came to watch the match as a master of potions, so naturally he didn't have to stay in his seat like Professor Beauxbatons did.

Fu Rong's progress is at least fifteen minutes away, far behind Ni.

It seems that you have a high probability of being the champion of the Magic School Potions Championship.

You're joking, Harley said modestly, My strength is not enough, many people have a chance to compete for the championship.

It's okay to be humble with others, but it's okay to be so humble with me. Mr. Delacour shook his head,

Don't forget, we have exchanged letters for a whole year and exchanged so much knowledge about potions.

And your whimsy when you chat with other old guys, and they sometimes write to me.

So I have long been convinced that your level is not much worse than when we were young. What you lack now is the accumulation of time.

After all, some potions take more than six months to brew, and there will be various accidents in the middle. These still need time to accumulate.

Of course, this is our Hogwarts student. Professor Slughorn didn't let Harry go on, and took the conversation naturally, with a smile on his face,

Her Potions class professor Severus is my student, can there be any problems with my level?

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With the passage of time, the contestants also ended the competition one after another and returned to their seats in their schools.

To be selected to participate in the potion competition, the strength of most players is still pass the test.

Except for the bald player of Kodos Torrez who obviously didn't spend much time preparing the potion, everyone else handed in a barely passable answer sheet.

The whistle representing the end of the first round finally sounded.

The potion masters in the referee's seat came down one after another and began to check the quality of the potions brewed by the contestants.

Obviously, the small bottle of potion that Harry handed in earlier had already been passed on for research.

But almost all the referees came to Harley's crucible on purpose, scooped up some observation shades from the crucible, or checked the remaining materials on Harry's table.

One particularly dedicated old man even wanted a sip.

However, he was held back by an old lady beside him. After all, this is a potion for living hell, not some kind of intelligence enhancer or brain refresher.

If you really want to take a sip, will you still be a referee later?

These old people are too old, basically over a hundred years old, and many of them are hanging their lives by self-made potions.

Therefore, even if they choose to test the medicine by themselves in the usual experiments, they will not take the antidote lightly, so as not to break the fragile balance in the body.

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)