Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril was holding the crown in his hand. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was still dreaming. The crown in his hand was very important. A sapphire in the shape of a drop was inlaid in the middle. The whole was an eagle with wings spread. They are all studded with diamonds, very beautiful.But I don't know if it's because of the age, the whole crown looks gray.

Cyril closed her eyes and felt it.Interesting!There is a guardian spirit on this crown.

Grandpa said that an old object will give birth to self-awareness after a long time.And the white fox clan, because of their yin constitution, are naturally sensitive to spirit bodies.

"Hey! Who are you?" Cyril tried to communicate with the spirit of the crown.

"Who are you...?" Wang Guan was silent for a while, then asked softly.

"The one who picked you up."

"Oh... I am the embodiment of wisdom, I am omnipotent...".

"Wait, are you a man?" Cyril interrupted Crown's answer.

Wang Guan was interrupted in the middle of what he said, choked enough, and then answered after a while: "Otherwise...?"

"Isn't this a lady's crown?" Cyril looked at the treasure in his hand over and over again."Witbeyondmeasureman'sgreatesttreasure" is inscribed on the base of the crown.

Wait, why does this sentence sound so familiar!

Cyril read it twice again softly, "Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of human beings."

Isn't that the famous motto of Ravenclaw?

"...I have no gender..." The spirit body finally recovered its voice and replied slowly.

"Are you the Patronus of Ravenclaw?" Cyril poked the largest sapphire on the crown in surprise.

"What...? Um... sort of..."

"How old are you?"

"I don't know, it's been so long that I no longer have the concept of time." When Wang Guan said this sentence, there was subtle anger and depression.

"So, is this the legendary... Lady Ravenclaw's crown?" Cyril was very surprised!

What kind of experience is it to get the precious cultural relics of the school even in a dream?

"Don't you know? This is Ravenclaw's diadem—the diadem of wisdom."

"The crown of wisdom?"

"Rowena cast a spell on it, which can increase the wearer's wisdom. Would you like to try it on?" The crown's tone suddenly became much more kind, like a loving elder.

"Uh... I don't want it for now, I still want to make potions... Oh no! Potions!" Cyril grabbed the crown and ran towards the experiment bench.

Dreaming is simply too late, and this inexplicable crown!Cyril glanced at the potion on the experimental table, it was already light yellow.The time shows 3 minutes left.

Fortunately, I didn't miss it... Cyril breathed a sigh of relief and prepared for the next step.

Put the crown on the side of the laboratory table, pick up the parchment that I had made notes on before, and glanced at it, it said: "Stir 13 times".

Probably because I was too anxious and confident before, I only wrote this sentence briefly for this step.

But now the boy is having a bit of trouble, whether to stir 13 times clockwise or counterclockwise...

A dense layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, the boy checked the time, there are 2 minutes left, is it clockwise or counterclockwise?

The quartz clock hanging on the wall in the room is still "tick-tock-tick", advancing time infinitely forward, Cyrille memorized the contents of the book: "Add 12 ounces of beetle eyes, the potion is Orange red, let stand on low heat for half an hour. Get out of the pot and stir 13 times * clockwise..."

I went back and forth in my mind many times, but the detail that I couldn't remember was particularly conspicuous.

Totally out of ideas.

Cyril looked around, there was only 1 minute left, I don't know if it's too late to find a book...

At this time, the searching eyes suddenly came into contact with the crown placed on the side of the experimental table - the crown of wisdom.

Cyril's eyes lit up, maybe the Wisdom Crown knows?

Anyway, no matter how you miss this point in time, the potion will be ruined.

Cyril picked up the crown and put it on his head without hesitation, closed his eyes and meditated on the fifth step of the second dose of Bahrain Potion... A dead horse is treated like a living horse...

And from an angle he couldn't see, the silver crown known as the crown of wisdom emitted an ominous dark light.

"Oh, Bahrain Potion. Are you making this, boy?" The voice just heard came again in his head.

"Yes, so is the next step clockwise or counterclockwise?" Cyril asked anxiously in his mind.

"I think about it..." Wang Guan replied softly.

"Hurry up, okay? It's about time." Cyril looked at the time and wanted to stomp his feet nervously.

"I figured it out. There are two options. The first one is to stir clockwise for 13 circles. The second one... can save the cooking time later. Just add the nightmare petals and stir clockwise for 3 circles. It's up to you to choose."

"How long can I save?"

"At least half an hour."

"Then add nightmare petals, I seem to have some in my space bag." Cyril chose the second option without hesitation, he was worried that the professor's condition would worsen.

"As long as 7 petals are enough." Wang Guan tried his best to restrain his impatient tone, and replied pretendingly indifferently.It's a pity that Cyril was obsessed with making potions and didn't find out.

When the seven purple-black petals slowly melted into the yellow potion, the potion reacted violently, as if it was boiling, "gurgling" bubbling up violently, and Cyril backed away in fright. One step, a little worried: "Are you sure this is okay?"

"No problem, let's stir it up!" Wang Guan persuaded.

Cyril took out her white birch wand, carefully controlled the magic power and began to stir.

However... at the moment when the magic power in the wand touched the potion, something happened suddenly!

The huge magical power backlashed back at Cyril exponentially. Before Cyril had time to react, he felt the arm touching the wand go numb.The boy watched the potion gushing out of the crucible, like a colorful waterfall from bottom to top, rushing straight to the roof. Suddenly, a white light appeared, and his eyes were temporarily blind. The medicine was poured down.

"BONG!" - "BANG!"

The effect is comparable to dropping a kilo of TNT in a cauldron.

The entire Room of Requirement and the 8th floor vibrated. The clods on the ceiling and the wall fell one after another. The powerful magic shock wave shattered the glass on the entire floor. The characters in the magic portrait on the wall were framed Before the shock came down, they scattered and fled.

Cyril was thrown high, wrapped in gleaming white light, and then fell down in slow motion, losing consciousness.The crown known as the "Crown of Wisdom" fell from his head, rolled a few times and fell to the side.

The loud sound resounded throughout the castle, and the Slytherin headmaster in the cellar suddenly stood up from the bed, staring at the direction of the sound - the corner of the dark green ceiling, his pupils shrank quickly, and the peace at hand was right here He bit his finger hard.

At his feet is a crystal ball box for rice.

The great fear and the chaotic fluctuation of magic power from inside his body almost caused this vulnerable wizard to fall back on the bed.

Cyril!

The half-blood boy's face flashed across Snape's mind, and he almost staggered to grab the wand beside the bed.

Damn it!Damn it!Such a big commotion, where did he go?What have you done!

Snape rushed out in nothing but shirt and trousers.By the way, he drove a few Slytherin students who had just returned to school in the corridor and ran out after hearing the sound, back to the dormitory.

"Go back to the common room now, and don't come out without notice! Tell the prefect that this is my order."

Along the way, Snape met Hufflepuff headmaster Professor Sprout and Ravenclaw's Professor Flitwick who came together, and comforted a group of frightened students along the way.

"At least it's the movement from the 7th floor up. My students said they saw all the windows on the 7th and 8th floors shattered in the Ravenclaw tower. Where's Minerva?" Felicity was panting.

"I haven't come back yet... It's really terrible. I felt the shock from outside the castle. It's a terrible accident. I hope no students will be injured." Sprout still had mud on his face and was wearing greenhouse overalls.

Snape ran up without a word, almost throwing the remaining two professors out of the distance.

He already kind of guessed where it happened.

Nothing will happen to that little monster, Cyril...

If he is injured... I will definitely provide him with the most touching potion!If not, I'll definitely spank his little ass instead of Benny!

Snape was thinking wildly as he climbed the stairs, trying to distract himself from his irrational panic at the moment.

He himself didn't know why he was so sure that the little monster Cyril had happened; he didn't know why he just thought that little guy had gone to the Room of Requirement.

The panicked wizard rushed up the stairs of Hogwarts at a speed beyond his physical limit, completely forgetting that 10 minutes ago he had sworn to the messy memory and the most horrible secret in his heart: the remaining For four and a half years, he would never say a word to that kid named McLean again.

Feeling this increasingly intense magical fluctuation while running, the wizard was in a mess, with a thousand mandrakes fighting in his head.

When he finally passed the dusty 7th floor and stood on the stairs leading to the 8th floor, Snape felt a bone-chilling cold, and his stomach seemed to be stuffed with a heavy shot.

Looking up: devastated, broken walls...

The wizard's footsteps did not stop, and continued upward, stepping on the broken glass.A hole was pierced directly in the wall of the Room of Response, exposing the thick wall and blue-gray stone bricks inside.

From the outside, it can be seen that the interior of the Room of Requirement is almost destroyed, with debris and bricks all over the place.Because the magic circle was damaged, it was difficult for the magic room to maintain its original magical and beautiful appearance, leaving only ruins.

Standing in front of the wide open wall, Snape could hardly keep his feet.

As a potion master, he immediately recognized that this was an extremely serious potion accident.Thinking of the consequences of such a level of accident, he felt a little weak in his legs.

Both Sprout and Professor Flitwick were forced in the middle of the stairs by the powerful magic fluctuations, panicking the head Slytherin standing at the front to pay attention to safety.

Snape didn't notice, he walked forward lightly, his eyes fixed on the scene in the hole in the wall.His hands clenched into fists, trembling convulsively.

He could actually feel such a strong wave, but unlike others, this wave didn't knock him into the air, but penetrated his body and resonated with his own heartbeat.

Round and round, spreading in his body, the two forces seem to be competing with each other and seem to be influencing each other to accommodate each other.

"Severus, come back quickly! This is too dangerous!" Flitwick turned around anxiously, his voice sharper than usual.

"Let him pass, now he is the only one who can pass." A calming voice appeared behind the two professors.