Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Success!

Just a glance at the potion in the cauldron was enough for Harry to be absolutely certain that this brew was a great success.

The potion's color was exactly as described in the book, emerald green, and so pure that it didn't have a trace of impurity.

Harry couldn't help but smile; this was the Baffling Brain Elixir, an extremely complex potion where the timing of adding ingredients and the stirring requirements were all incredibly strict.

He had watched Professor Snape busy from morning until now, without a moment's rest.

The complex steps, just recalling them made one's head spin.

Professor Snape was indeed a potions master, succeeding in one try!

Harry couldn't help but turn his head to look at Snape, his eyes sparkling with excitement and admiration.

Noticing Harry's admiring gaze, Snape felt extremely pleased, but he still maintained his usual composure, not revealing a trace of pride.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, then observed the potion in the cauldron with a straight face.

He couldn't be careless!

This wasn't an ordinary potion; the slightest mistake could turn someone into an idiot.

Snape took a portion of the potion, put it into a test tube, held it up in front of his eyes, and carefully observed the potion's color and consistency.

Harry held his breath, his eyes fixed on Snape's every move.

So it wasn't over yet?

The professor was indeed a potions master, his every move filled with steadiness!

After repeated confirmation, Snape's body relaxed a little, and he let out a long sigh in his heart.

The potion was perfect, even more perfect than the ones he brewed when he was younger.

He had been worried that he would fail, after all, he hadn't brewed the Baffling Brain Elixir for many years.

Now it seemed that he was still as skilled as ever.

Snape showed a slight, satisfied smile, turned to look at Harry, and a rare warmth was faintly revealed in his eyes.

"The brewing of the potion was very successful."

"However, for safety's sake, the Baffling Brain Elixir is best taken after being diluted, with a ratio of five to one or six to one being best."

Snape waved his wand, and a bottle of clear distilled water flew lightly to his side.

He precisely controlled the ratio of water to potion, slowly pouring the distilled water into the test tube.

The original emerald green liquid gradually faded, eventually turning into a gentle light green.

"Alright," Snape put the diluted potion into a small crystal bottle and handed it to Harry, "This is this year's gift for you. Drink it."

Harry took the bottle; the bottle was cool and smooth, and the light green liquid rippled slightly inside, emitting a strange, faint fragrance.

Anticipation and curiosity, excitement and nervousness, all kinds of emotions intertwined, making his hands tremble slightly.

"Thank you, Professor," Harry said, feeling very touched.

Although Professor Snape never attended his birthday parties, he never forgot his birthday gift every year, and he always gave him very precious potions.

He raised his head, his eyes shining, and said, "Professor, such a good potion, won't you drink it?"

"Or, you should drink this bottle first."

Hearing this, the lines on Snape's face softened: "The Baffling Brain Elixir is only effective the first time it is drunk."

"I already drank it when I was young; you should drink this bottle."

Harry nodded, kept Snape's concern in his heart, then took a deep breath, carefully brought the bottle to his lips, and tilted his head back to drink it all in one gulp.

The moment the potion flowed into his throat, Harry immediately felt a cool warmth spreading throughout his body.

This feeling was both comfortable and magical, as if a gentle force was nourishing his nerves, gradually penetrating every corner of his brain.

Suddenly, his thinking began to accelerate.

He felt that his memory had improved a lot, and the brewing process of the Baffling Brain Elixir, which had originally given him a headache, slowly became clear.

He could almost recall every detail of Snape's teachings.

Harry blinked, seemingly still adapting to this new experience; he felt that his brain was very relaxed and his thinking was incredibly active.

This was the feeling of enhanced memory.

So cool!

It seemed that he would no longer have to worry about the History of Magic and Astronomy classes in the future.

"How do you feel?" Snape noticed Harry's change and asked with concern.

"Great, Professor," Harry said excitedly, "I have never felt my brain so relaxed."

"Professor, you had me drink a Brain-Boosting Potion during the summer of my first year, but I think the effect of the Baffling Brain Elixir is much better."

"Brain-Boosting Potion?" Snape raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, "Compared to the Baffling Brain Elixir, the Brain-Boosting Potion is far inferior."

"It can only make the user's thinking active in a short period of time, but it cannot improve the user's memory at all."

"Moreover, the improvement of your memory by the Baffling Brain Elixir is not something that can be achieved overnight; you need some time to adapt to the changes it brings you."

"Of course, it may bring you a little side effect."

Side effect?

The book didn't say anything about it!

Harry looked at Snape nervously: "Professor, what side effect?"

Snape said in a flat tone, "Before you fully adapt to the changes it brings, you may have a little difficulty falling asleep."

"Don't worry, in less than a month, you will fully adapt and have no problem falling asleep."

"Don't over-rely on this potion," Snape warned gently, "It can only improve your memory."

"However, knowledge will not actively run into your brain; you still have to rely on your own efforts to learn that knowledge."

"Alright, don't slack off; while your brain is relatively excited, recall and summarize the brewing process just now."

"I'll go prepare lunch."

Lunch?!

Harry shuddered, and the fear of being dominated by Snape's lunch instantly appeared in his mind.

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Snape's arm, and walked towards the living room.

"Professor, you have worked hard all morning and are really too tired."

"I can't let you make lunch again no matter what."

Harry poured Snape a full glass of cola, and said with a smile, "Professor, have a drink and have a good rest on the sofa."

"Leave the lunch to me."

Saying that, he turned and left, plunging into the kitchen, for fear that Snape would speak and keep him.

Watching Harry's figure disappear at the kitchen door, a sincere smile appeared on Snape's face.

This child is still so sensible.

Looking at him for a long time, even that face doesn't look so annoying anymore.

He leaned back relaxedly on the sofa, picked up the cola and took a light sip.

This kind of drink,

is really sweet...

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