Chapter 216 Opportunity

Professor McGonagall had to think carefully about letting a third-year student take on such a life-related responsibility. She looked at Professor Dumbledore, hoping to hear his thoughts.

Professor Dumbledore pondered for a moment and asked Professor Snape:

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Anders just passed the Potions Apprentice exam not long ago?"

Professor Snape did not stop working for a moment. He used tweezers to drop a black piece into the crucible and said:

"That was two years ago, Professor Dumbledore."

But it only took two years for a potion apprentice to become a potion master. Or was he an extremely good one? Even though I have been teaching for many years, I have never encountered such a thing... Professor McGonagall frowned and added:

"But it has only been two years, Professor Snape, are you sure Mr. Anders has reached such a high level in potions?"

Professor Snape still spoke at a leisurely pace and responded:

"Yes, he is my student, and I know his progress in potions. In fact, he became a potion master a year ago, but did not make it public. It has been close to a year now, so there is Such progress is not unusual.”

"This still makes me feel incredible, Professor Snape." Professor McGonagall looked at the things he was busy with, thought for a while, and asked:

"Are there any of his works here? I mean, works that show that he has a level of potion refining that is close to yours."

"No." Professor Snape said calmly:

"If you had come two weeks earlier and still seen me, his completed homework would still be on my desk outside, and it hasn't been sent to the school hospital yet."

"Campus hospital?" Professor McGonagall was startled, "His works were sent to the campus hospital? Then there..."

"It can't be found," Professor Snape responded, "It was a bottle of bone-producing potion. Madam Pomfrey found me in a hurry, and I handed it to her."

If Madam Pomfrey wanted it in such a hurry, it should have been taken long ago. But if there is no work to prove that such an important work is related to the lives of so many children, if something goes wrong... Professor McGonagall frowned again and looked at Professor Dumbledore:

"Professor Dumbledore, I think we'd better consider some other more secure methods."

Professor Dumbledore adjusted his glasses, squinted his eyes, and asked:

"What do you think about this? Minerva."

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath: "I think Mr. Anders has not passed a qualified assessment and it is difficult to judge whether he has sufficient ability to do this job.

Even if he has this ability, he has too little experience. I am worried that he will not be able to withstand the pressure of taking other people's lives, which will affect his potion level..."

"What about you, Severus?" Professor Dumbledore added, "Do you think Mr. Anders can withstand such pressure?"

Professor Snape looked up at the two of them and said:

"I still say the same thing, I believe in my students."

"Okay." Professor Dumbledore nodded, "Then let Mr. Anders help..."

"Professor..." Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "If Anders is not qualified for this job, it will be too late to consider other methods by then."

Professor Dumbledore gave her a calm look, smiled, and said:

"Don't worry, Minerva, we can be a supervisor on the side. If Mr. Anders can't meet the requirements, it's still time to change."

"This..." Professor McGonagall hesitated.

"No more." Professor Dumbledore squinted his eyes and looked at Snape's work:

"We must give children a chance to grow up. We who are professors are not supported by the elders in the past..."

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Half an hour later, Meka Anders was brought here personally by Professor McGonagall.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked at Professor Snape who was busy inside and Professor Dumbledore who was waiting aside, and was stunned for a moment.

Are they all here? Professor McGonagall didn't make it clear. I thought he was taking me to the school hospital for another checkup... Meka looked at the potion ingredients on the workbench in front of Professor Snape, and the potion ingredients that were being poured out. After soaking the solution in the beaker, I had some guesses:

"You want me to refine something, right?"

Sure enough, just as Professor McGonagall closed the door, she heard Professor Dumbledore hand over a piece of parchment and say:

"Mr. Anders, are you sure you can refine the potion above?"

Sure enough... Meka took the parchment, looked at it, and said silently:

"Special antidote to cyst poison?"

Under these words are a series of names of materials related to potions, some familiar and some never seen before. Next to them are hand-drawn diagrams of herbal medicines and a flow chart of the entire refining process.

However, the diagram of this process is very small, but the content is particularly large, and whether it is annotations or precautions on the side, you can see that this is not a simple job.

I'm afraid only the best potion masters can refine this... Meka quickly came to a conclusion, raised his head and asked:

"How much do you need to refine?"

"At least six bottles, within three days," Professor McGonagall replied.

I'm so anxious. It seems that I will have to stay here most of the time these days. The original plan to sort out the things Boguna 'left' for me has to be postponed... Meka couldn't bear it when she thought of this. Zhu frowned.

Professor McGonagall looked at Maeka and exchanged worried glances with Professor Dumbledore.

She seemed to have misunderstood, thinking that I was worried about whether I could make this potion? …Maeka was stunned when he saw her expression, but he quickly reacted and smiled silently.

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but ask again: "Mr. Anders, do you mean, are you sure?"

To be honest, there is no problem with refining, but time is so tight, how many bottles can be rushed out, I have to try it to know...Meka thought to himself, and replied:

"Let me try it first."

Professor McGonagall looked at Professor Dumbledore, Professor Dumbledore nodded and smiled:

"Then leave it to Mr. Anders."

Professor McGonagall added: "We need to watch the refining on the side, will this disturb your refining?"

It seems that he is worried that I can't complete the task and affect the treatment in the hospital...Meka shook his head: "It doesn't matter, just don't get too close."

He first walked to the potion workbench where he usually completed Professor Snape's homework, looked at the materials on the workbench, and began to prepare.

Sort out the materials for the special antidote potion and pile them aside in batches.

Huh...light the alcohol lamp and set up the crucible.

He started the potion refining work with quick hands and feet.

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Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore walked aside, but she didn't dare to relax at all, her eyes were fixed on the potion brewing of the third-year student Meka Anders a few meters away.

"What?" Professor Dumbledore's voice came from the side, "Do you still think he is not qualified for this job?"

Professor McGonagall sighed and said, "After all, the children in the hospital are waiting for life. I am worried that if I can't catch up... And Anders frowned just now, it seems that he is not sure about this."

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