Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 62: Accompanying Ceremony

Professor Snape's departure was as swift as his arrival.

Leaving behind a bewildered Shin, holding ten Galleons, he muttered to himself under the watchful eyes of the crowd of onlookers:

"Professor Snape, this is..."

"Hahaha—Little Green, you don't think that shady, oh, brave guy has gone mad, do you—hahaha..."

Sir Cadogan was as bold as ever.

Then the excitement shifted.

Sheen silently walked a hundred meters, causing the surrounding portraits to recede by two frames.

Professor Snape's face was even darker than the clouds outside the window when he returned.

"Lady Violet, the Sir will be alright, won't he?"

Sheen asked the kind lady, who was wearing a white underskirt, in a low voice.

"What do you consider 'unharmed'? Being burned? Being transferred into a painting of giant monsters? Or..."

Mrs. Violet spoke with a smile, seemingly oblivious to the terrifying nature of her words.
"He's still alive, but as for any other requests..."

Sheen observed three seconds of silence for Sir Cadogan before leaving the corridor.

Even as night deepened, Sir Cadogan's agonizing screams echoed through the corridors.

On his way back to the lounge, Sheen took out the note to distract himself from the seemingly endless staircase:
As I said before—truth never compromises, and the wizard who can find it will always find it.

When the improved rituals make the wizards more perceptive, gifted wizards will notice those wonderful changes.

Ignorant fools will forever remain immersed in rotten traditions, while true potions masters will never cease their search.

You might wonder why improved rituals are so rare—

Sheen turned the page with curiosity, and even climbing the stairs didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

You should remember—spells and potions are connected by a fundamental thread.
You should become aware of this when you use willpower to guide your actions.

As you expected, I have completed the necessary work.
The ritual for improving each potion is documented with a unique method of guiding will.

Later generations should understand that this was Polach's greatest pioneering work in the mysterious and profound field of potions!
Next, I will reveal the secret behind the potion's magical power—

Sheen immediately held his breath.
Ritual and manipulation of will are actually paired together?

The prize pool is still accumulating... and the value of this greatest pioneering achievement continues to rise...

Sheen couldn't help but sigh—

The vastness of magic lies in the fact that when a wizard full of hope discovers a path,
He turned the page and found that a wizard had already described it.

Sheen quickly wrote down the method above, word by word.

He was facing a treasure trove,
A treasure trove of wisdom accumulated throughout a lifetime of exploration by a wizard widely regarded as one of the greatest apothecaries.

When Sheen checked the panel, he discovered that the potion-making process had progressed significantly:

【Title: Potions Newbie】

[Scabies Treatment: Apprentice Level (210/300)]

[Advanced: Three beginner-level potions can unlock a beginner-level title in the potion-making field]

I'm almost ready to learn how to make scabies potion, so I should start looking for other potions to brew and grind experience to unlock titles.

"Potions and Elixirs" introduces the methods for making several magical potions, including: common antidotes, potions for treating scabies, forgetfulness potions, herb-removing potions, sleeping potions, swelling potions, and awakening potions...

They are similar in difficulty and their prices are mostly in the range of a few Galleons.

However, these are all of average quality, which is roughly the price of a "skilled" item.

Higher quality potions can command prices that increase several times over.

When the quality reaches a certain level, the price becomes almost astronomical.

Sheen thought,
Perhaps it's because potion masters don't brew low-level potions, and low-level potion makers can't brew high-quality potions? Like how his [Expert] level scabies potion was worth a full ten Galleons.
This made Sheen's wallet suddenly much fuller.

As night deepened,

The book "Advanced Potion Making," with its mottled purple cover, was blown open by the wind.

A note fell beside the sky-blue curtain as if dancing:

Yes, the journey continues.
We still haven't found that final solution.

The answer to the question of the nature of potions.

However, by chance
We discovered something unusual.
Will this be a new beginning for potions?

—Polach

……

On Monday, the young wizards of Ravenclaw were all silent.
Because they have to face two consecutive potions classes first thing in the morning.

Under the intimidation of a certain potions master, this naturally became the most feared lesson for the young wizards.

"Oh, Sheen, slow down, slow down."

Justin frantically followed Sheehan's instructions as he cooked, feeling that Sheehan made new progress with each attempt.
Even when he was looking at Sheen's notes, he sometimes couldn't understand them.

"Hmm, Terry, you mean we're still processing the ingredients while the potions next door are already ready?"

Michael, while simmering the slugs, looked at Terry with an expression that said, "You don't think I'm stupid."

"Correct."

Terry's gaze fell on Justin, who was receiving the medicine, and he confirmed it once again.

“I can hardly believe it… but I believe it, Terry.”

Michael followed Terry's gaze, then quickly turned away and sincerely apologized.

“Terry, I feel deeply sorry for doubting you and Sheen. Do you think we could ask Sheen for some tips after class?”

Just as the first potions class was about to end,
Professor Snape strode toward the back row, startling the eagles and badgers who all shrank back.

"Barely passable—"

His voice remained cold and sinister.

"Add one point—for each person."

Sheen stared at the potion that increased his [Beginner] proficiency; he hadn't actually helped much—

This also means that Justin seems to have a good talent for potions.

When the second class began

Professor Snape suddenly announced that the lesson would cover a new potion—the Swelling Potion.

This caused some of the young wizards who had just learned how to make scabies potions to scream in agony.
Then, under a glance from Professor Snape, he withdrew the second half of his scream.

Only Sheen's eyes grew even brighter.

"Swelling potion, a potion that seems simple, yet is extremely demanding on...precision and intellect."

Professor Snape's voice rang out, deep and smooth, instantly silencing the last whispers in the cellar.
He paused slightly, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Of course, for most of you, this is undoubtedly too much to ask."

Therefore, if you dare to have even the slightest lapse in concentration…

The young wizards snapped to attention and immediately perked up.

The three ingredients for the swelling agent are: bat spleen, dried nettle, and pufferfish eyes.

Sheen had never dealt with either of the two types of materials, so he didn't even blink when Professor Snape was processing them.

(End of this chapter)