Chapter 44 The Real Potion Master

Roger returned to his seat with his quill, pausing to think from time to time. From his perspective, this test paper is more difficult than the ordinary fifth-grade wizard graduation exam, commonly known as OWLs. Some questions may be more difficult than NEWT.

There are no elementary potion questions in the entire test paper. It starts at the intermediate level and includes advanced potion knowledge and free development of new potions.

For example: If the color of the Intermittent Confusion Potion suddenly changes to dark green after the 7th stirring, what may be the cause? How should it be adjusted?

If you needed to make a potion that would enhance your memory, which three herbal ingredients would you choose and why?

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Please analyze why mimosa needs to be collected during thunder and lightning weather.

Please briefly describe your vision for the future development direction of Potions.

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Rogge looked up at the podium, where Snape was preparing potions as if no one else was watching. He obviously felt that Blue Yuehua was configured by himself, and he wanted to use this test paper to test his own abilities.

Take a look at this paper. It's all about answering questions. How can you be tricky? Isn't it embarrassing for him, "Fat Tiger"?

Of course Rogge could have handed in a blank paper, but Snape was a big treasure chest, a master of potions, silent casting, and self-developed spells... It almost made the child cry.

He stayed until 8 o'clock in the evening to finish the paper. The memorization knowledge on it was not bad, and it was definitely close to ten. But once it comes to the specific operation of the potion, he can only try to answer it by relying on his experience in making blue moonflower.

The last question was about the future of potions. Rogge took a look and just wanted to say, what's the point of asking him? This is what the Potions Master thinks about.

However, Rogge still wrote down his thoughts very generously: Most of the tools in the magic world are full of history, completely motionless a thousand years ago. The tentative introduction of Muggle medical and scientific research methods and instruments might bring about a revolution in potions.

"Professor, that's it." Rogge handed in his paper, and the potion in Snape's hand was in the final stage.

"What are the effects of fire dragon vine seeds, thunderbird feathers, and unicorn horn dust?" Snape shook the golden potion in his hand and picked up Rogge's blue moonlight.

"The seeds of the Fire Dragon Vine are produced in tropical volcanic craters and bear fruit once every hundred years. The fire essence can be extracted to make a soul-cleansing potion."

"Thunderbird feathers come from thunderbirds in areas with heavy rain and lightning, and can stimulate spiritual power. The ashes of burned thunderbird feathers can be used to make spiritual power potions."

"Unicorn horn dust can enhance thinking, and it is said that potions made from it can open up the mysterious brain." Rogge answered one by one, watching Professor Snape open the lid of the blue moonlight and drip in the golden potion. Go in.

"Professor..." Rogge's heart trembled and he was a little scared.

Mixing finished potions is a master-level skill that is often only used on hand-made potions. If you mix other people's potions, almost all the potions will be destroyed, and there may even be extremely horrific consequences.

Snape's face was expressionless, focusing on the changes in the potion bottle. The original silver-blue flows into a few strands of gold, intertwining to form a swirling flow of light and shadow.

Rogge stared intently, seeming to have forgotten to breathe. He had never seen such a beautiful potion reaction, like a universe being born before his eyes.

"This, this is..." Rogge muttered to himself, looking at Snape in disbelief.

"Mixing the golden spirit potion with the blue moonlight can avoid the drowsy side effects of the blue moonlight. You can call it the Silent Galaxy." Snape nodded with satisfaction and handed it back to Rogge.

"What about the new side effects?" Rogge asked.

"There will be more static electricity on the body, if that counts." Snape said nonchalantly, throwing the medicine bottle to Roger and starting to correct the test paper.

He was a little surprised and looked up at Rogge from time to time. There are many errors and omissions in those answers, but it can be seen that Rogge has solid basic knowledge and has his own ideas for practical operations.

"You only know blue moonlight?" Snape's doubts only increased after reading the paper.

Seeing Rogge nodding, he sarcastically said without hesitation: "You are as stupid as a troll if you use advanced potions to practice."

"Dean, you should know my experience." Rogge said helplessly, "Because of those abominable things in Azkaban, my magic growth has almost completely stagnated. I can't buy it in Diagon Alley, so I can only do it myself. Without it, I couldn’t even keep up with my first-grade classes.”

"Abominable?" Snape was stunned. "Interesting adjective. I think no one in the entire wizarding world would describe Dementors like this except you."

"Take it and read it." Snape brought a thick notebook from the bookcase, which contained the potion formulas and production experiences he had collected over the years.

"Follow the order in the notes and hand in a potion every three days." Snape made the request unceremoniously. As he said, he would never begrudge his knowledge to a true genius.

"With such a strong moong dew smell, I don't think you will be short of money to buy materials." Snape rolled up the parchment and put it away in the drawer.

"Ah?" Rogge raised his arm and smelled it, "Dean, won't the Moonlight Dew disappear after three breaths after opening the lid?"

"Move your head, where can it disappear?" Snape said sarcastically.

"It decomposes in the air or covers it on other things." Rogge nodded, but he was still curious about how Snape could smell it: "But Dean, I didn't smell it!"

Snape didn't explain, and waved Rogue away. He thought about the answer to the last question, and he had to say it was very interesting.

"Change?" Snape muttered, not really liking the word.

"A pureblood moves closer to the Muggle world, and a half-blood moves closer to the pureblood world. Change? It's definitely Slytherin."

The spirit of Slytherin has never been a pure-blood philosophy, but honor and strength. For the ultimate goal, they are willing to pay any price, including but not limited to their own lives.

"Dean!" Rogge suddenly thought of something and stuck his head out of the door: "Is there any place in the school where I can refine potions?"

Roger was talking about the Room of Requirement. He knew it was opposite the ballet tapestry, but Hogwarts was too big to find it.

"Opposite the tapestry on the eighth floor of the main building, walk back and forth three times..." Snape thought for a while and gave the address of the Room of Requirement.

Listening to the disappearing footsteps outside the door, he fell into deep thought. Rogge showed extraordinary talents in potions and spells, which was very similar to himself back then.

But what reminded Snape even more of the past was the subtle relationship between Rogge and Gryffindor students...

Snape shook his head, that was in the past. He will not mistakenly think that his life will be repeated because of Rogge's talent.

The school auditorium was empty, and Roger had to go to the kitchen again looking at the clean and tidy long table. The side effects of dragon blood are still there.

ε=(ο｀*))) Alas, it has been optimized, let’s continue with it.