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Chapter 525 Technology that needs to be sealed

Potions are magic sealed in liquid form - after changing the potion recipe himself once, Andrew understood this more clearly than ever before.

So, why can't the forces that make up a magic be combined?
In other words, why can't the power of the spell be sealed using the ritual of the potion?
Andrew thought so and did so - the second simple and deadly potion required the help of magic to make.

He was not making this up randomly, he had really seen precedents for this thing in the library. Potions were used in many rituals, whether in some historical materials on runes or in the forbidden knowledge sealed in the library.

During the past year or so of studying potions, he did not just waste the material without learning the theory, and those Galleons were not wasted very much.

In front of Professor Snape, he began to use Transfiguration to build the environment and transform the rules. Although the runes that he wanted to experiment with the most were not engraved at the moment, it was already a perfect experiment.

"Are you planning on incorporating the spell into the potion?"

Professor Snape's superb attainments in potions made him start thinking after he determined the flaws in Andrew's potion ingredients, and he soon saw through Andrew's tricks.

"I don't know, professor. It's just an attempt."

Andrew carefully arranged the last rule, then looked at his own arrangement, carefully packed the previous potion products, and cleaned the crucible with a spell.

"Perhaps it could be useful. I have never considered such a thing," Professor Snape looked at the arrangement on the table, "but there is nothing surprising about it. It is just a waste of time."

He shook his head unceremoniously, his tone becoming harsh again.

"Don't think about those fancy but useless things, Taylor. Your arrangement is meaningless except wasting your talent."

"Integrating spells into potions, and maybe even succeeding? But what's the point?" Professor Snape's voice floated over like in class, "A process that seems impressive to outsiders, a seemingly remarkable paper? In the entire wizarding world, how many wizards can come up with the conditions you mentioned for trying?"

"Although there are not many people who can be considered pharmacists in the entire wizarding world, many new potions are still developed every year, and there are even more improvements to old recipes. Although those novices do not understand the true basis of potions, they can still come up with something meaningful with their experience and imagination. They can even have a real impact on the recipes of potions."

"But your work is doomed when it is placed here, Taylor. It is just a piece of garbage that looks gorgeous but cannot be reproduced."

The familiar trash talk finally reminded Andrew of the time when he first met Professor Snape in his first year.

But he was not angry, he just stared into Professor Snape's eyes.

"That is to say, if the idea is right, the result is inevitable, right, professor?"

"That's the only redeeming thing about this piece of garbage, but it doesn't change the fact that it's garbage."

Professor Snape looked quite impatient, but he still didn't kick Andrew out of the office directly.

"I see, Professor. Thank you for your reminder."

Andrew readily put away the things on hand and politely said goodbye.

He had planned to be scolded when he was doing the Transfiguration. Professor Snape had a bad temper, not to mention that he had been there for nearly two hours and had slowly set up restrictions on the Transfiguration. It would be strange if Professor Snape didn't scold him. "But being scolded is good, and it can even confirm that the technology is feasible. What else do you need?"

He didn't have any strange habit of liking to be scolded, but the simplification of the potion was really not easy to make public.

This is definitely not for wizards. To be more precise, it should be combined with alchemy for use in factories.

How many potions can be made from the largest crucible?

But what about large reactors?
Although the latter is still a long way off, at least there is hope now - Professor Snape said the technology is feasible, so there is no doubt about it.

The main reason was that he really didn't dare show this to Mr. Flamel. Professor Snape probably didn't do too in-depth research on the Muggle world due to the characteristics of Slytherin House. Mr. Flamel was a ruthless person who really used himself as an experimental material.

If a potion factory were to be built, it would be a huge blow to the entire wizarding potion industry. Until now, every year there are a lot of graduates who choose to become pharmacists. If a potion factory were to be opened, with the output of ordinary wizards, they would just be crushed.

This is different from food. Many potions are not necessities, so there is no need to study them so thoroughly - unless you really need a large amount of potions.

But that would be too late—and Andrew wasn't sure how long it would take.

He did not even dare to call on the wizards to turn their eyes upward, even though that was the unshakable goal he set for himself in the distant future.

That thing is simple, find the door to magic and spells.

In short, spread the wizarding community throughout society and bring magical power to everyone.

This is bound to be true. Since there are Squibs who cannot cast spells among wizards, and wizards can also be born among Muggles, then, in some sense, there must be a key to open this lock.

"Why wait for an owl? If the owl doesn't come, I'll use potions. If potions don't work, I'll add alchemy. If alchemy isn't enough, I'll add transfiguration. I don't believe I can't open this broken lock..."

But there was no way to tell the news—at least not now.

He neither had Dumbledore's prestige to push for legal restrictions on research directions, nor did he have Dumbledore's strength to use force to persuade others. More importantly, he did not even have enough magical background to conduct research.

"Today's potion can be used as a technical accumulation and future goal, or even used as my own potion-making technique... But I won't tell Professor Snape about this..."

"Oh, an eleven-year-old owl, if you can't wait, you'll be sentenced to death... Really, I've come to the wizarding world, who would wait for an eleven-year-old owl with you..."

Andrew carried his crucible and raw materials, and rushed to his laboratory without any sign of frustration. On the way, he even did not forget to respond to the greetings of his fellow students.

"Just wait. If you can't figure it out after graduation, you can stay in school. If you can't figure it out after staying in school, you can take your time. If you still can't figure it out, I'll go to the Philosopher's Stone. I want to see how those guys feel when they are harassed by owls when they are forty or even sixty years old..."

(End of this chapter)