Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

A minute, a piece of parchment, a pen.

Then the potion recipe was written.

People feel incredible, but they feel reasonable.

In fact, if it were really to work on a new potion from scratch.

What's the difference between an hour and a minute......

That's an impossible task.

So, now Blake says he happened to have studied dragon pox.

With the accumulation, then now write down the potion recipe.

On the contrary, it makes it a little more acceptable to people.

"It's cheating!" Shafiq jumped up from his chair.

"How am I cheating? I wrote it in an hour. Blake smiled as he pointed to the hourglass that had only just begun to reverse.

Shafiq excitedly said, "That's cheating! We said before, within an hour, you create a new potion recipe!"

"But now...... Obviously, you've studied this before!, so it's not a potion recipe created in this hour!"

Blake sneered, "I don't agree with you, Mr. Shafiq. "

"My previous research can only be regarded as my knowledge reserve......

"Otherwise, according to your logic, do I have to relearn spelling in this hour to create a potion recipe in an hour?"

"After all...... I didn't learn to spell in an hour, did I?"

Shafiq was speechless.

In fact, perhaps Blake had an element of luck in the "bet on the right one" topic.

But his previous research, like learning to speak and spell when he was a child, is his knowledge reserve.

And he created this potion recipe within an hour.

In the end, Blake did create a new potion recipe within an hour.

"You...... Don't be complacent! I don't know if this thing has any effect!"

"Who knows if you're writing nonsense?"

Shafiq said angrily.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry just yet. I'll take a look at the potion first. "

Blake waved his hand as if he were waving away annoying flies.

Shafiq was so angry that his face turned white.

Black looked at Fudge.

Fudge waved his hand, and soon, someone removed the hourglass, which didn't do much at all.

Immediately afterward, someone brought a lot of potion materials to Blake according to the potion recipe.

Along with him, he also brought a whole set of brand-new potions-making equipment.

"You can tell us what else you need. Fudge said.

Even though he and Dumbledore don't quite deal with each other right now.

But for Blake...... Fudge was still a little impressed.

Not long since......

Doesn't he also want to do everything on his own?

It's a pity that he lacks ability, and in the end he can only embark on various paths of borrowing......

"Thank you, Mr. Minister. "

Blake went to the freshly made table, looked at the equipment on the table, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Blake, do you need help?" asked Dorjee gently.

"I'm against it! No one can help him! Okay, it's up to him alone!" Shafiq jumped out again.

Dorjee glared at Shafiq angrily, "What I said before was that a person wrote a potion recipe, but it didn't say that others were not allowed to help him make potions!"

Blake waved his hand, "Thank you, Mr. Dorjee, but I will convince all those who question me." "

Dorjee nodded and sat down again.

Anyway, his hardest potion recipes were written.

Presumably, it is not difficult to brew potions by yourself.

Blake looked at Shafiq and saw his angry look.

He smiled suddenly, then opened his pocket and took out a sleepy-eyed fluffy sniff.

"Dabao, don't sleep, help me deal with the potion. "

Then Dabao's eyes just opened, and there was an extra knife in his hand......

"Squeak!" (Blackheart Boss!)"

Blake ignored Dabao's accusations, and then rummaged through his pocket.

"Aha, Keppel, you can help too. "

Then, a tree guard pot was also taken out by Black.

He touched the head of the Tree Protector Cauldron, "Ji Po, can you help me clean up those potion materials?"

Keppel gently patted Blake's fingers before picking up the potions materials and starting to process them.

The Cauldron is incredibly fast at processing potion materials.

After a while, Dabao had a large pile of materials in front of him......

"Dabao, hurry up! Look at Ji Po!"

"Squeak!"

At this time, everyone present was dumbfounded.

They've only seen Potions Master test potions on magical animals.

I've never seen anyone ask a magical beast to help with it......

This...... Let the Fantastic Beasts do exactly what he asks him to do.

How exactly did he do it?

Blake looked at Shafiq, who wanted to object again, and said with a smile: "Mr. Shafiq, please don't open your mouth to oppose it yet. "

"I did say I could do it myself. "

"Because...... My helper isn't human......"

Shafiq's old face immediately turned red from its original paleness......

But...... Blake said that it was perfectly fine......

That sniff was a little bit more awesome, helping Blake write out all the potion recipes.

He couldn't help but get Black......

Because people are indeed "one person".

Just when everyone was amazed by Blake's beast control methods.

Blake had already begun to follow his steps in an orderly manner.

And, with the help of two magical beasts.

So that he doesn't need to spend extra time dealing with potion materials.

He was very fast at making potions.

After a while, everyone smelled a refreshing fragrance.

Black's potions and Snape's potions were not the same style at all.

Snape only focuses on the efficacy of the medicine, but Blake takes into account the taste of potions on the premise of the efficacy......

Of course, Snape's approach was normal.

It's just that Blake has such technical ability......

Dabao dragged a bundle of thinly shredded aconites and threw them into Blake's hand.

Blake threw the aconitum into the cauldron.

In the next second, the originally reddish-brown potion instantly swelled with bubbles.

"Goo-go "

After a tumbling sound.

That pot of reddish-brown potion turned clear in an instant!

It's as clear as a mountain spring......

Dorjee has been standing by and watching Black brew potions since just now.

A look of shock flashed across his face when he saw the change in the potion in the cauldron.

This...... How did he manage to make the potion smell so good and look so good?

As an old wizard of Dumbledore's time.

He also has a high level of potions.

So, of course he knows.

How difficult is it to ensure the efficacy of the medicine, but also to take into account the color, flavor and flavor......

It's a potion brew...... It's not cooking!

This...... This little guy is simply showing off his skills unscrupulously!

Black waved his wand, and the potion in the cauldron was as clear as a spring.

It was packed into a couple of clear pill bottles that Blake had placed on the table.

The crowd at the scene once again burst into discussion.

I don't know how effective this potion is, but it's really good......

"Buzz ......"

Dean Bohan was also from St. Mungo's at this time. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Through a teleportation point that Dumbledore had already marked.

Teleported to Dumbledore's side.

When he saw Blake filling the potion, his hanging heart immediately relaxed.

"The patient agrees to try. Dean Bohan said.

There were no surprises to everyone.

People are dying of illness, in the absence of medicine.

Suddenly, a special medicine appeared that might make him heal.

And it's free!

I believe anyone will choose such a multiple-choice question.

Black nodded, then handed over the bottles of potions that had just been cooled by magic.

"What's the dosage?" asked Dean Bohan directly.

"One ounce is enough. Blake said.

"Only an ounce?" Dean Bohan looked at Blake in surprise, "Isn't that a little too little?"

Blake smiled: "It's a lot, it's easy to pull prostration......"

"That's right...... I almost forgot to mention that this potion will cause diarrhea when you drink it, so you have to be prepared. "[]

"Of course, it's just a normal detox. Please take precautions to avoid infection. "

Dean Bohan nodded excitedly, then teleported away again.

Shafiq looked at the back of Dean Bohan leaving, and stopped talking.

Blake wiped his hands with a handkerchief and smiled, "Mr. Shafiq, in order to convince you, do you want to follow and have a look?"

Shafiq immediately shrunk his neck.

Just kidding! That's a dragon pox!

Even an old therapist like Bohan had to be fully protected before he dared to approach the patient.

Did he go with him because he was too long?

Fudge asked, "Blake, how long do you estimate it will take for this potion to work?"

Blake shrugged, "This is a problem that varies from person to person, but if the patient is not constipated, it is estimated that it will be fine in five minutes." "

Fudge was speechless.

I'm asking you when your patient will be better, not how long your patient will be on the toilet!

However, he thought about it, and Blake seemed to be saying just now that this medicine must be excreted before it can be cured......

So, Fudge didn't ask again.

At this time, a reporter from the Daily Prophet took the opportunity to come up and ask Blake a question.

Blake did not refuse, and answered the reporter's questions in detail.

Detailed enough for these journalists to write a good enough article.

Well, he's just going to get the Daily Prophet to get that information out there.

Because he also wants to verify something with this......

While the people were talking about it.

The door of light opened.

The figure of Dean Bohan appeared from the light gate again!

All eyes were on the past at this time!

Because everyone wants to know whether Blake's magic potion has any effect!

Dean Bohan walked up to Blake with an excited face and grabbed Blake's hand.

It's just that he was so excited that he couldn't even speak.

Shafiq leaned over and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Is the potion ineffective? Is the man dead?"

Dean Bohan glared at him, thanks to Shafiq, who him off.

He can speak.

"How could it not work......! I've never seen such a miraculous effect!"

Blake smiled and said, "That means my potion worked?"

"Hmm!" Dean Bohan nodded excitedly.

"What if the after-effects are cleared?" Blake asked.

"If it weren't for the fact that they had been sick for a long time and their bodies were very weak, they would have wanted to come with me and thank you in person!" said Dean Bohan with a smile on his face.

"That's good......" Blake looked at Shafiq.

Shafiq stepped back again and again, "Impossible......! Old Bohan has a friendship with you, and he must have helped you hide it! The patient is definitely not well! I don't believe what Old Bohan says!"

Dean Bohan sneered, "I already knew you wouldn't believe it. So...... I prepared this. "

Dean Bohan took several photographs out of his pocket and handed them to Fudge, who was a notary public.

Fudge took it and took a look, only to see that the first few photos were of several patients with severe dragon pox.

In the photo, they are groaning in pain on the hospital bed, with sores on their faces.

Fudge broke out in a cold sweat.

He quickly flipped through the photos and looked at the ones behind him.

I saw it in the photo behind.

Wards are the same wards.

People are the same people.

But in the next few photos.

Those people looked weak though.

But the dragon pox symptoms have completely disappeared.

Even the face did not leave any traces of dragon acne sores.

Obviously, this is a comparison between before and after taking the medication.

At this point, Dean Bohan took out a photo again and handed it to Fudge.

"Mr. Minister, look at this again!"

Fudge took the picture again.

I saw that the dragon pox sores on the face of the patient in the photo were disappearing rapidly!

Obviously, this is what the patient is recovering after taking the drug to detoxify!

At this point, it is enough to prove the effect of Blake's potions.

Fudge began to circulate the photo in his hand to everyone present.

When it was Shafiq's turn to look at the photo, the blood on his face was all gone......

This...... A potion recipe that Blake wrote down in a minute...... It really worked!

"I want to ...... It's already clear who will win and lose this round, right?" asked Fudge, looking around the room.

"Minister Fudge, even if Black hadn't invented the Life-Extending Potion and the Severed Limb Rebirth Charm, this potion recipe alone would be enough to give him a first-class Order of Merlin. Dean Bohan said with emotion.

As a healer, he knew better than anyone that such a special potion could be called a miracle for a patient who had suffered from severe dragon pox and was about to die!

Everyone in the venue nodded......

This potion recipe is indeed worthy of a first-class Order of the Order of the Merlin.

Fudge looked at Blake and said a little sourly:

"Congratulations, Blake, you may have received another Order of the First Class of the Order of the Lord Merlin......"

Good guys, everyone is here to give medals, take a medal and go home.

But Blake is different...... He took one and another......

You're here to buy, aren't you?

"Mr. Shafiq?" Blake looked at Shafiq.

Shafiq trembled, "You...... Don't be complacent...... You'll need to create a new spell to get through the level!"

Dumbledore finally couldn't help but stand up.

He said coldly, "Shafiq, isn't this potion recipe enough to prove this kid's ability?"

Shafiq was so frightened by Dumbledore's terrifying aura that he couldn't even speak.

Actually, for Blake, who has a wishful wand.

Creating a new spell is much easier than creating a new potion recipe!

Because the wishful wand will help him make the magic work, and then turn around and return the spell to Blake......

In this bet, the victory has already been divided.

Shafiq cast a distressed gaze in the direction of the ordinary wizard.

But...... Shafiq was horrified to find ......

That ordinary wizard didn't know when he was gone!

Dabao hummed and rested against a pile of potions.

"Squeak, squeak? (You said you've done a 10-day experiment in a row?when?Why don't I remember?)"

Blake tapped it on the head.

"Little one, don't talk nonsense...... How is it possible for a man to write a potion recipe in a minute......".