Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

“Pop!”

The bubbles in the cup burst, making a crisp sound.

The purple semi-finished solution began to boil after the sting of the Billywig bug was added. The solution seemed to be mixed with ink, and the color continued to deepen and was changing to black.

The boiling water vapor rose, and a smell of rotten spinach filled the room. When the smell gradually faded and finally disappeared, a layer of light purple film emerged on the surface of the solution, which meant that the compound potion had been successful.

“It took so long, and it’s finally done.”

Meka Anders smiled, he shook the solution in the beaker, put it into a clean medicine bottle, and put it on the shelf next to it.

The shelf was already full of medicines of various colors, mainly blue and green, and now black.

"Calming potion, soothing potion, polyjuice potion, all three potions required by Professor Snape are complete."

Meka was very satisfied. In his spare time these days, he raised the success rate of making sedative potions to 90%, which was an amazing progress.

Then he worked non-stop and made soothing potions that could relieve anxiety and polyjuice potions that could turn into another person in a short time.

Meka took the potion out of the potion making room and came to the office outside. He put three bottles of various potions on the table and asked Professor Snape to check his homework.

Professor Snape put down the book in his hand, a little surprised, took the black polyjuice potion in his hand, looked at it again and again, and looked up and said:

"When was this completed?"

Meka answered truthfully.

Professor Snape checked the other two bottles of potion. He saw that the color of the tranquilizer potion was much brighter than before. He hesitated a little, and lifted the bottom of the bottle to look at it again and again. He said:

"The color is bright and clear, which shows that you have become proficient in making tranquilizer potions and can stabilize its quality and maintain it at the best level."

"What is your success rate in making tranquilizer potions now?" Professor Snape asked.

Meka replied: "Ninety percent."

"Ninety percent?" Professor Snape was stunned. He only asked Meka to achieve a success rate of 60% before. He hurriedly asked again, "Are you sure it's ninety percent?"

It's no wonder that he lost his composure. This success rate is already above the level of a potion master.

Although it does not mean that the maker has risen to a level above that of a potion master, or even a potion master, because to become a potion master, you need to pay attention to more comprehensive potion skills, better comprehensive production level of multiple potions, and a wider range of knowledge.

But in terms of the preparation of the sedative potion alone, Meka deserves the evaluation of "the master is the teacher".

Snape's question was answered in the affirmative.

He smiled with satisfaction, picked up the bottle of easing potion again, shook the green solution in it, listened to the crisp sound of water echoing in it, and commented:

"Although the easing potion is not very outstanding, it is also of medium level."

Meka listened quietly, nodding and responding one or two sentences from time to time.

Professor Snape sat back at his desk, thought for a while, and said:

"These three potions are a hurdle in learning potions, and have stopped many people. Now that you have made them, it means that you have surpassed many of your peers in potions."

"In order not to delay your future achievements in potions, I would like to apply for the rating assessment of "Potions Apprentice" for you. What do you think?"

Meka was surprised. What is the rating of potions apprentice? He thought: "What are the benefits of being rated as a potions apprentice?"

"Resources, connections, money." Professor Snape explained,

"The rating of potions is the responsibility of the Potions Guild. After becoming a potions apprentice, you can directly purchase medicinal materials and biological materials from the Potions Guild.

The Potions Guild has been established for many years and has many members throughout the magical world. Most of the rare Resources, even various 'potion formulas', you may be able to buy them from the Potions Guild, this is the first. "

"Second, the Potions Guild holds a potion exchange meeting every year, and potion apprentices can also enter. You can get to know potion talents from all over the world, from children of big families to half-blood geniuses. "

"Third, ordinary people cannot sell potions privately without registering their identities with the Potions Guild.

But as long as you are rated as a magic apprentice, you can sell your own potions on your own, and as long as the quality of the potions is good, private potion workshops, magic hospitals, and even the Ministry of Magic are willing to buy them, so you don't need to worry about not having a market. "

Meka's eyes lit up. This third point was simply prepared for him. He was worried about spending too much money but not making any money. With his level of potion making, he didn't worry about the quality of the potions at all.

So he nodded in agreement.

Professor Snape gave him a form, asked him to fill in some information, and told him not to fall behind in potion practice, and hurried away with a few bottles of potions.

...

At the regular meeting of Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore received the document handed over by Professor Snape. He looked at it carefully and said with a smile:

"Meka Anders?"

"Is this the nth time I have heard of this child? A freshman in the first year is actually going to apply for the assessment of "Potions Apprentice". The young are really formidable."

The professors present looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. In the history of Hogwarts, there are students who applied for the assessment of Potions Apprentice in the first year, but they are extremely rare. If you really want to count them, there are probably no more than five people.

"Could it be a mistake?" Professor McGonagall remembered this name. She had talked about it with Professor Dumbledore.

Judging from past experience, potion talent and magic talent are also closely related. This child's magic talent is very poor. How come his potion talent is so outstanding?

Professor Snape placed potions of different colors on the conference table and said:

"These are three bottles of potions made by Meka Anders. You can take a look."

Professor McGonagall picked up the azure-colored potion. She held it up to her eyes, observed it for a while, and was slightly stunned: "A high-quality calming potion?"

Professor Snape nodded in response: "Yes, he has been learning tranquilizing potions for less than a month and has made rapid progress. This is why I applied for a rating assessment for him."

Professor Flitwick, who was in charge of teaching the Charms class, also peeled off the cork of the black polyjuice potion and smelled the smell. He looked surprised:

"This polyjuice potion was recently refined, right? The quality is also good."

He saw Professor Quirrell staring at the polyjuice potion in his hand, so he handed it over: "Professor Quirrell, take a look too."

Quirrell stammered his thanks, took it, and even poured some into his hand to taste it.

Professor Dumbledore looked at this scene and smiled:

"If you don't have any objections, I will submit the application for this assessment to the Potions Guild, and the time will be around Halloween."

Quirrell's expression froze, but he quickly recovered. This was not a good time, and the plan he wanted to implement might be affected.

"The way I see it," he stammered.

"This child has such a good talent for potions. It is better to train him for one more year to ensure that there are no mistakes. Otherwise, he failed to pass the rating assessment and will have to wait for three years before applying again, which will delay his future."

Professor McGonagall listened quietly and nodded in agreement. This was a measure taken by the Potions Guild to prevent people from maliciously applying for ratings, and everyone knew it.

"I think what Professor Quirrell said makes sense." She also expressed her own opinion, "If you want to be safer, it would be better to apply after one year."

Dumbledore didn't respond. He looked at Snape and asked:

"What do you think? Professor Snape."

Professor Snape looked at Professor Quirrell coldly.

The younger the Potion Apprentice, the rarer it is, the more likely they are to attract the favor of the Potion Guild and add more help to their students' future paths. But a year's delay is not necessarily the case. Too many variables will be added, and it may even cause the genius to be delayed and become a mediocre person. It is not that he has never seen such examples.

He then said without thinking:

“It doesn’t need to be a year from now.”

"Meka Anders' talent is enough to handle all surprises in the assessment."

He was certain that Meka's success rate in calming the potion was as high as 90%. Even if something went wrong, it could be corrected in time, and there was enough time to re-refine it.

Professor Dumbledore thought for a moment and replied:

"I respect Professor Snape's opinion."

"I will write a letter and send it to the Potions Guild tonight. I believe there will be a reply soon."

…

Professor Quirrell left the conference room. He looked in the distance in the direction where Snape left, his expression slightly gloomy.

He has failed several times, and the adult in his body is already a little impatient. If he makes any mistakes again, he may face unknown punishment. With the adult's methods, life and death are not as easy as a piece of cake.

"Quirinas." A hoarse voice came from within,

"I once had a feud with the Potion Union, destroyed its union headquarters, and killed many people. If they knew you were working for me, I'm afraid things would be even more complicated."

"I understand, Master." Professor Quirrell lowered his head and replied, "I will try my best to stop this matter before they arrive."

"Yeah." The hoarse voice responded lightly and stopped making any sound.

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At night.

There were stars, and an owl flew over the bright moon, making a cooing cry and jumping onto the windowsill.

Its call attracted Meka's attention in the dormitory. He put down the book in his hand and smiled.

The reply from the Black family arrived.

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