Chapter 47 Laughter Potion
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
Glenn carefully read the Half-Blood Prince's records about the Laughter Potion and confirmed that it was exactly the same as the process in the system. Then he gently rolled up his sleeves and prepared to take action.
He lit the flame under the cauldron.
First we heat the pot, then add a wide amount of oil to the pot...
Sorry, I'm cheating.
Glenn poured water into the pot, and while it was heating, he opened the material storage cabinet on the side and found a leaf that looked like holly but had a slightly pointed top.
This is a magical plant that can cause hysterical laughter if ingested.
He carefully held his breath, chopped the leaves into pieces and added them to the newly boiled crucible.
The two people on the opposite side also started to prepare their swelling potion.
Only then did Professor Snape realize that he didn't seem to have prepared the ingredients for the Laughter Potion for Glenn, but he didn't expect that this kid was also involved in herbalism, and he directly found the ingredients he needed in the various storage cabinets.
Glenn, who had already read the entire book "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms", didn't know what the professor was thinking. He was still secretly complaining about him for increasing the difficulty, while controlling the intensity and gently stirring the liquid in the crucible to avoid Destroys the pleasant properties contained in the leaves.
Bursts of white smoke gradually dispersed, making several people feel a faint sense of happiness.
When the effects blended in, Glenn pursed his lips as he looked at the notebook, showing a constipated expression.
Opposite him, Windsor Moriarty caught a glimpse of him stopping his movements from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but give him a strange look.
Professor Snape was originally just observing in secret, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly showed an astonished expression and warned aloud.
"If you don't continue quickly, I'm not sure what the effects will be when you drink it later."
Glenn looked at him with a complicated expression and gritted his teeth.
"Whee!"
He covered his mouth and made a snickering sound at the potion in the pot.
Windsor Moriarty and Fierra Foley were dumbfounded, staring blankly at his magical operations, even forgetting to stir their own potions.
True social death.
What the hell is this recipe that actually makes people laugh at the broken potion in the crucible?
Glenn covered his face, feeling extremely embarrassed. He had dug out a three-bedroom apartment with an underground parking space at his feet.
"The smile is not bad." Professor Snape showed that strange stiff expression again, and commented with a half-smile, "By the way, if you don't stir it, your potion will overflow, Foley. .”
Fierra Foley woke up from a dream and hurriedly processed her potion, adding a mixture of dried nettles and puffer fish eyes into the crucible.
Glenn let out a long sigh, then got up and went to the locker to take out the wings of the Billywig bug. They looked similar to dragonfly wings, but the color was different, like sapphire.
He ground the wings in a mortar and found a thin spike from the storage cabinet.
"This should be the spike of the Thorny Man, right? Professor?" he asked, showing the spike in his hand.
Professor Snape glanced at it and nodded slightly.
Glenn returned to the crucible, put the two materials in one after another, then increased the flame, and stirred vigorously for dozens of times until the materials were all combined.
The potion in the crucible turned golden, boiling with bubbles, and exuded a sweet fragrance like pineapple gummies.
then.
It's time for society to die again.
Glenn glanced at the three people in the room speechlessly, turned down the flame, and looked at the potion in the pot with despair.
"Hehehehe..."
He narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth, and let out a silly laugh.
Fierra Foley, who was already prepared, kept her hands on her hands, but there was a smile on her lips.
Windsor Moriarty was struck with laughter, and she bent over while holding her stomach.
Even Professor Snape's strange expression before became much more natural, more like a smile.
Glenn, who had died twice in a row, had completely given up his image and became more Buddhist, because he knew that such a situation would happen again.
He increased the flame again and was about to go to the locker to restock, but he didn't expect that Professor Snape had already put all the soft fur and mustard powder for the next step in front of him.
Glenn glanced at him in surprise, but was stared back coldly, so he could only shrink his neck and continue to study his potion.
The two people on the opposite side had already waved their wands and completed the first stage of the preparation of the swelling potion. They were looking at Glenn leisurely, waiting for their potion to be brewed for an hour.
This is not good news for Glenn, because it means that his next operation will be paid more attention to by the two.
He sighed, sprinkled the soft fur of the cattail on the surface of the potion, then increased the flame and started stirring clockwise.
"Do you think she can succeed?" Windsor Moriarty tilted her head and asked in a low voice.
Fierra Foley crossed her arms and shook her head: "He is just a first-year freshman like us. How can he prepare an advanced potion that even I can't handle?"
"That's right." Moriarty nodded his head, "I heard that the Laughter Potion is something only NEWTs can learn. Do you think Professor Snape is deliberately trying to tease him?"
"Humph." Foley sneered arrogantly and ignored her.
As Glenn continued to stir, the potion changed again, turning into an orange-yellow color similar to citrus.
He showed a complicated expression again and opened his mouth slightly, but did not laugh.
Professor Snape spoke again: "I have to remind you that if something goes wrong here, you may become a hysterical mania again."
Glenn:? ? ?
It seemed that Moriarty's point of laughter was not high, so she covered her mouth again and giggled.
Glenn had no choice but to take a deep breath and laugh loudly.
"hahahahahahahaha..."
"Don't stop!" Seeing that Glenn could no longer smile, Professor Snape suddenly shouted.
"Hahahahahahahahaha..."
Glenn took a strong breath, and although his voice was still smiling, a mask of pain was put on his face.
Moriarty's laughter on the side didn't stop either.
She had already let go of her hand covering her mouth and gave up controlling her laughter.
Glenn laughed until he had stars in his eyes. He finally stopped, paused a moment, and added the last of the mustard powder.
With the last stirring, the potion gradually turned light yellow.
Glenn compared the descriptions in his notes, breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the flame, and pulled out his wand.
With a slight wave of the wand, invisible magic power was emitted. The calmed potion in the crucible stirred a few times again, and the color deepened a bit.
"It's done, Professor." Glenn put away his wand.
Professor Snape glanced over and said in a calm tone: "If it weren't for Miss Moriarty, you would be suffering from depression soon."
Windsor Moriarty was stunned, with question marks on his face.
He lit the flame under the cauldron.
First we heat the pot, then add a wide amount of oil to the pot...
Sorry, I'm cheating.
Glenn poured water into the pot, and while it was heating, he opened the material storage cabinet on the side and found a leaf that looked like holly but had a slightly pointed top.
This is a magical plant that can cause hysterical laughter if ingested.
He carefully held his breath, chopped the leaves into pieces and added them to the newly boiled crucible.
The two people on the opposite side also started to prepare their swelling potion.
Only then did Professor Snape realize that he didn't seem to have prepared the ingredients for the Laughter Potion for Glenn, but he didn't expect that this kid was also involved in herbalism, and he directly found the ingredients he needed in the various storage cabinets.
Glenn, who had already read the entire book "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms", didn't know what the professor was thinking. He was still secretly complaining about him for increasing the difficulty, while controlling the intensity and gently stirring the liquid in the crucible to avoid Destroys the pleasant properties contained in the leaves.
Bursts of white smoke gradually dispersed, making several people feel a faint sense of happiness.
When the effects blended in, Glenn pursed his lips as he looked at the notebook, showing a constipated expression.
Opposite him, Windsor Moriarty caught a glimpse of him stopping his movements from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but give him a strange look.
Professor Snape was originally just observing in secret, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly showed an astonished expression and warned aloud.
"If you don't continue quickly, I'm not sure what the effects will be when you drink it later."
Glenn looked at him with a complicated expression and gritted his teeth.
"Whee!"
He covered his mouth and made a snickering sound at the potion in the pot.
Windsor Moriarty and Fierra Foley were dumbfounded, staring blankly at his magical operations, even forgetting to stir their own potions.
True social death.
What the hell is this recipe that actually makes people laugh at the broken potion in the crucible?
Glenn covered his face, feeling extremely embarrassed. He had dug out a three-bedroom apartment with an underground parking space at his feet.
"The smile is not bad." Professor Snape showed that strange stiff expression again, and commented with a half-smile, "By the way, if you don't stir it, your potion will overflow, Foley. .”
Fierra Foley woke up from a dream and hurriedly processed her potion, adding a mixture of dried nettles and puffer fish eyes into the crucible.
Glenn let out a long sigh, then got up and went to the locker to take out the wings of the Billywig bug. They looked similar to dragonfly wings, but the color was different, like sapphire.
He ground the wings in a mortar and found a thin spike from the storage cabinet.
"This should be the spike of the Thorny Man, right? Professor?" he asked, showing the spike in his hand.
Professor Snape glanced at it and nodded slightly.
Glenn returned to the crucible, put the two materials in one after another, then increased the flame, and stirred vigorously for dozens of times until the materials were all combined.
The potion in the crucible turned golden, boiling with bubbles, and exuded a sweet fragrance like pineapple gummies.
then.
It's time for society to die again.
Glenn glanced at the three people in the room speechlessly, turned down the flame, and looked at the potion in the pot with despair.
"Hehehehe..."
He narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth, and let out a silly laugh.
Fierra Foley, who was already prepared, kept her hands on her hands, but there was a smile on her lips.
Windsor Moriarty was struck with laughter, and she bent over while holding her stomach.
Even Professor Snape's strange expression before became much more natural, more like a smile.
Glenn, who had died twice in a row, had completely given up his image and became more Buddhist, because he knew that such a situation would happen again.
He increased the flame again and was about to go to the locker to restock, but he didn't expect that Professor Snape had already put all the soft fur and mustard powder for the next step in front of him.
Glenn glanced at him in surprise, but was stared back coldly, so he could only shrink his neck and continue to study his potion.
The two people on the opposite side had already waved their wands and completed the first stage of the preparation of the swelling potion. They were looking at Glenn leisurely, waiting for their potion to be brewed for an hour.
This is not good news for Glenn, because it means that his next operation will be paid more attention to by the two.
He sighed, sprinkled the soft fur of the cattail on the surface of the potion, then increased the flame and started stirring clockwise.
"Do you think she can succeed?" Windsor Moriarty tilted her head and asked in a low voice.
Fierra Foley crossed her arms and shook her head: "He is just a first-year freshman like us. How can he prepare an advanced potion that even I can't handle?"
"That's right." Moriarty nodded his head, "I heard that the Laughter Potion is something only NEWTs can learn. Do you think Professor Snape is deliberately trying to tease him?"
"Humph." Foley sneered arrogantly and ignored her.
As Glenn continued to stir, the potion changed again, turning into an orange-yellow color similar to citrus.
He showed a complicated expression again and opened his mouth slightly, but did not laugh.
Professor Snape spoke again: "I have to remind you that if something goes wrong here, you may become a hysterical mania again."
Glenn:? ? ?
It seemed that Moriarty's point of laughter was not high, so she covered her mouth again and giggled.
Glenn had no choice but to take a deep breath and laugh loudly.
"hahahahahahahaha..."
"Don't stop!" Seeing that Glenn could no longer smile, Professor Snape suddenly shouted.
"Hahahahahahahahaha..."
Glenn took a strong breath, and although his voice was still smiling, a mask of pain was put on his face.
Moriarty's laughter on the side didn't stop either.
She had already let go of her hand covering her mouth and gave up controlling her laughter.
Glenn laughed until he had stars in his eyes. He finally stopped, paused a moment, and added the last of the mustard powder.
With the last stirring, the potion gradually turned light yellow.
Glenn compared the descriptions in his notes, breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the flame, and pulled out his wand.
With a slight wave of the wand, invisible magic power was emitted. The calmed potion in the crucible stirred a few times again, and the color deepened a bit.
"It's done, Professor." Glenn put away his wand.
Professor Snape glanced over and said in a calm tone: "If it weren't for Miss Moriarty, you would be suffering from depression soon."
Windsor Moriarty was stunned, with question marks on his face.
