Chapter 169
Snape was stunned, as if he was petrified, staring at Devereux, as if trying to confirm whether he really heard those ridiculous answers.
After several seconds, he finally spoke slowly, his voice low but with a hint of unbelievable stiffness.
"Where...where did you put it?"
Devereaux pointed to the medicine cabinet on the side of the laboratory easily and his tone was quite natural.
"Put it on the second floor of the cabinet, right next to the folded ears."
Professor Victor stood aside and watched the conversation between the two. The expression on his face changed from confusion to confusion, and finally turned into an almost helpless trance.
"That...according to my understanding, it means that your samples...have been prepared?"
Snape didn't answer, turned his head stiffly and glanced at her, then walked quickly towards the medicine cabinet. He opened the cabinet door and rummaged around on the second floor for a while, and sure enough he found a small glass bottle containing dark brown liquid medicine. He held the bottle up to the light and examined its color and texture.
Devereux also came over and explained with pride:
"Professor, I used a mixture of poison hemlock essence and a little dragon's liver, which can simulate the core effect of the confusion spell. I found this inspiration from the "St. Mungo's Hospital Magical Injuries and Intensive Record". However, These ingredients alone couldn’t handle the strong curse, so I also added a bit of poison horn tail to enhance the potency. Finally, I added the root of the folded ear as a finishing touch.”
Snape's brows widened slightly as he listened to Devereux's explanation, obviously agreeing with his logical thinking.
But when he heard the last sentence, he frowned and looked at him.
"Why do you need to fold the ears?"
Devereaux said frankly.
"Professor, I think our series of potions for treating lycanthropy should maintain the same style. Since the wolfsbane potion is so unpleasant to drink, then this confusion potion should also be more unpleasant to drink, so I added it to it. "
After listening to Devereux's words, Snape said nothing, turned around coldly, took out a whole box of earrings from the cabinet, and stuffed it into Devereux's arms.
"You like drinking, don't you?"
His voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air.
"This is for you. From today on, drink one cup every day."
Professor Victor on the side couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth, her shoulders shook slightly, and it could be seen that she was trying to hold back her smile. But she quickly regained her serious expression, pretended not to hear anything, and continued to observe the bottle of confusion potion.
Before Devereaux could react further to the large box of dog-ear roots in his arms, Snape turned around coldly and said to Professor Victor:
"No problem, Victor, the samples are complete. I'm going to find volunteers now."
After saying that, he turned his gaze to Devereux, and saw the latter staring at the box of herbs with disgust. Snape raised his eyebrows with a hint of impatience in his tone:
"Is your alchemy tool ready now?"
Devereux shrugged, placed the folded ear root on the workbench, took out his wand, pointed it at Al who was lying aside. Following a flash of light from the tip of the wand, Al opened his mouth obediently, as if he was used to this kind of operation.
Then a shocking scene appeared - Devereux put his hand into Al's big mouth, pulled hard as if to retrieve something, and pulled out a huge glass cover from his mouth. The cover was half Devereaux's height, and contained a vague, squirming mass of flesh that looked like... a ball of meat the size of an adult rooster.
Devereaux patted the glass cover proudly and said with a smile:
"I got it out by the way when I was making the confounding agent. As long as there is enough gold, it is very easy to make."
As he spoke, he carefully placed the glass cover in the center of the workbench, as if displaying his precious collection.
Professor Victor took a step closer and stared at the meat ball in the glass cover. A complicated expression appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but ask:
"Excuse me...what exactly is this?"
Devereux explained enthusiastically:
"Professor, this is a brainless creature I made using alchemy, that is, an 'artificial human body' without nerves and senses. Its function is to serve as a target for the transfer of the curse - in short, it is used to Carrying the confusion curse of lycanthropy, making such one requires the equivalent of three galleons, but with the help of transformation, subsequent mass production is no problem. "
He spoke eloquently and proudly showed off the "meat ball" inside the glass cover, seeming to be extremely proud of his creativity. However, Victor's expression became more and more subtle. She seemed to want to say something, but she held it back.
Snape paid no attention to these details. He took a casual glance, confirmed that there was no problem, then turned and walked out of the laboratory, saying in a cold voice:
"I'll go to the school hospital and pick up Percy."
Seeing this, Victor suddenly followed him out.
"Professor Snape, I happen to have some issues that need to be discussed. I'll go with you."
Snape was stunned for a moment and glanced at her. Although he was a little confused, he nodded without saying anything more.
As a result, only Devereux and his "big meat ball" were left in the laboratory.
Devereux was obviously satisfied that he could be alone. He stretched easily, then turned to Al, who was lying on his shoulder, his eyes lit up, as if he suddenly remembered something.
"You can try the statistical spell you learned from the entry on Al."
He picked up the wand, waved it at Al, and whispered:
"Data measurement!"
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They walked to a dim corner, and there was no one around. Snape suddenly stopped, turned around and looked directly at Victor.
"Victor, what do you want to say?"
His voice was low and a little cold.
"Is there anything wrong with that alchemical creation?"
Victor stopped and sighed deeply. She raised her head, and her eyes could not hide the complex emotions. After a moment, she spoke in a serious tone.
"Snape, have you forgotten? What was the cause of the disaster seven years ago?"
Snape looked at her silently, his deep eyes seemed to want to analyze her words one by one, but he did not respond.
Victor took a step forward, his tone became more and more sharp.
"Why did we fight those lunatics? Do you remember? Wasn't it because the headmaster was obsessed with some experiment to bring the dead back to life?! You were also involved, you know the consequences better than anyone else! And the alchemy technology used by that kid just now-"
She paused, her voice trembling slightly with anger.
"That's what Dumbledore got from the Alexander family! Snape, do you want to repeat the tragedy? That thing is too risky!"
(Fourth update!!!)
