Chapter 54 Sudden high fever.
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Angel and Mrs. Ellison loved the scarves and gloves Sule gave them.
Especially after knowing that the scarf is made mainly from unicorn hair.
In Mrs. Ellison's words, meeting a unicorn is a dream for any woman no matter how old she is. Now her baby boy has fulfilled her dream, even though she has found her knight.
Although the transformed "unicorn" disappeared on the second day of Christmas, Angel didn't show much sadness because she had a "new favorite".
She wears a three-piece suit made of unicorn fur and makes snowmen in the snow every day and has snowball fights.
Not surprisingly, a few days before Soule's Christmas vacation ended, she fell ill and developed a high fever.
This was the first time she had been sick since she was born. Maybe God wanted to teach her a lesson. In short, the Ellisons and Suer took her to several hospitals and found many well-known doctors. I took a lot, but the high fever always came back after the medicines had done their job.
"Why not try the potion?" said Hermione, who came to visit Angel after hearing the news.
"Yes..." Suer was already a little confused, "Yes, yes, we still have magic potion!"
"What magic potion can make Angel feel better?"
"Remember the potion that Professor Snape taught us before the holidays started?" Hermione reminded.
"Cicada slough, white fresh flowers, narcissus, licorice..."
"That's right! That's right!" Su Er's face glowed red, "It's a refreshing potion. The refreshing potion will definitely cure Angel!"
"There are no tools or materials for making potions here. We must go to Diagon Alley immediately."
Mrs. Ellison, who was listening to the boy and girl's words, was a little hesitant. "Sul..." She frowned and her eyes were a little red. "Is that... magic potion... really going to work?"
"We have no other better way, Sully." Mr. Ellison held his wife's hand with his big hand.
"I'll drive to the same address as last time, right?"
"Yes, Dad."
The car was speeding on the road outside London, kicking up a trail of dust and smoke. Soul and Hermione were sitting in the back seat, discussing in a low voice the amount of each ingredient, but they were not sure whether to put the cicada slough in whole or grind it into powder. There were differences in the amount of input.
When I finally decided to try out both copies, the car screeched to a stop in front of the record store.
The Leaky Cauldron has arrived.
The two little wizards ran all the way. First they went to the drugstore and spent two gold galleons to buy several materials for preparing the refreshing potion. They also spent three galleons to buy a crucible, a scale, and a grinder at the Patchi Crucible Shop. A complete set of potion preparation tools including a bowl and an inverted hammer.
Fortunately, Hermione kept her little pouch on her body at all times, so she still had quite a few Galleons left there.
"Wait a minute, Soul." Hermione grabbed him as she passed Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, "I think we should confirm whether our formula is correct in the bookstore."
"It really should be verified." Soul thought Hermione made a good suggestion.
The Flourish and Blott book clerk's smile froze on her face.
Just now, two little wizards were swept into the store like a gust of wind. They hurriedly flipped through a book and muttered something. When the clerk was about to come forward to help them take it to check out, the two little wizards hurriedly looked like He walked out like a gust of wind.
Just as, softly, they came, softly, they left again, taking away my gold galleons.
The two little wizards trotted along, and the wind blew Old Tom's hair.
"boom.."
"Buzz..." The car was speeding, and the engine made a low buzz. Although Mr. Ellison was anxious, he was very steady and he used all his driving skills.
"Creak..." Before the car stopped, Su Er couldn't wait to open the door and rushed up to the second floor carrying a pile of materials and tools bought from Diagon Alley.
"Bang." This was the sound of the bedroom door being closed. Panting, Hermione entered Soul's bedroom a second before the door was closed.
"Let's begin." Suer picked up the wand on the desk, flicked it, and a handful of blue flames lit up.
"You will receive a warning from the Ministry of Magic." Hermione glanced at it worriedly.
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Suer anxiously threw the cicada slough into the mortar and ground it vigorously with a hammer. "Weigh the other materials for me."
[Basic Potion Preparation] This book resolves the differences between Soul and Hermione on the way there. As long as the weighing is accurate enough, whether the cicada slough is complete or not does not affect the preparation of the refreshing potion. Compared with the entire cicada slough, grinding Powder is more suitable for the preparation of small doses.
One after another, the materials were thrown into the crucible in order. Purple mist floated out of the boiling liquid, and an unpleasant smell emerged.
"Failed, the color is wrong." Hermione said and sniffed, "The smell is wrong too."
“The right pick-me-up should be light green and smell like grass after the rain.”
"If you fail, try again." Soul's voice became slightly louder, and Hermione couldn't help but frown.
"You're too anxious, Soul." Hermione said louder than Soul, "Do you remember what Professor Snape said? Potions are a precise subject, and they do not allow the wizards who prepare them to The slightest mistake, too much or too little of a certain material will cause failure, and serious consequences are likely to occur!"
"You have to calm down."
"We only have this crucible!"
Soul was stunned for a while after being slapped in the head by Hermione, but he finally calmed down a little. However, he couldn't help but be anxious when he thought of Angel, whose face was red from being burned and lying on the bed with her eyes closed. With a shake of his hand, he added a little more cicada powder, and the color of the liquid in the crucible immediately changed.
Without exception, they failed again.
"Get out of the way!" Hermione glared at Soul angrily and bumped her butt, "I'll do it!"
"Give me some fresh food."
"Why are you standing there in a daze! Do you still want Angel to get better?"
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Hermione carefully stirred the boiling crucible clockwise for two and a half times with a glass rod. Wearing insulated gloves, she held the handle of the crucible and removed it from the flame. She picked up the weighed cicada slough powder and poured it all out decisively. Got in.
As the cicada sloughs dissolve with the medicinal solution, the color of the medicinal solution gradually changes from brown to light green, and a pleasant grassy fragrance wafts out from the crucible.
"Successful." Suer took a deep breath, "Great."
Suer opened the window. The cold wind in December suddenly dropped the temperature of the entire room by several degrees, and also caused the hot liquid to cool down quickly.
After carefully filling the liquid into thin glass bottles, Suer quickly capped the bottles with oak stoppers.
After a while, Mrs. Ellison gave Angel a refreshing potion with doubts. Soul, Hermione and Mr. Ellison stood by the bed eagerly waiting for the drug to take effect.
The effect of the potion was amazing, but the side effects also frightened Mrs. Ellison.
Soul and Hermione repeatedly assured that this was the medicinal liquid taking effect, turning the high temperature in the body into water vapor and expelling it from the body.
Angel's steam train ran for a full three hours and didn't stop until it was completely dark.
"Mom, Dad, Guo Guo, Sister Hermione, what are you doing in my room?" When Angel's weak voice sounded in the room, the four people in the room all spit out the tension and anxiety in their chests. .
"It's amazing." Mr. Ellison turned the small bottle in his hand and admired as he stared at the light green potion inside.
"Thank you, Soul." After Mrs. Ellison put Angel to sleep, she said to the two little wizards with red eyes, "And you, little Hermione."
"You're welcome, Mom, we are family, aren't we?" Sule hugged Mrs. Ellison and said softly.
ps: I couldn't find the recipe for the refreshing drug in or out of the book, so I had to write down a few names of medicinal ingredients at random. Well, students off-screen can't use it for experiments.
Especially after knowing that the scarf is made mainly from unicorn hair.
In Mrs. Ellison's words, meeting a unicorn is a dream for any woman no matter how old she is. Now her baby boy has fulfilled her dream, even though she has found her knight.
Although the transformed "unicorn" disappeared on the second day of Christmas, Angel didn't show much sadness because she had a "new favorite".
She wears a three-piece suit made of unicorn fur and makes snowmen in the snow every day and has snowball fights.
Not surprisingly, a few days before Soule's Christmas vacation ended, she fell ill and developed a high fever.
This was the first time she had been sick since she was born. Maybe God wanted to teach her a lesson. In short, the Ellisons and Suer took her to several hospitals and found many well-known doctors. I took a lot, but the high fever always came back after the medicines had done their job.
"Why not try the potion?" said Hermione, who came to visit Angel after hearing the news.
"Yes..." Suer was already a little confused, "Yes, yes, we still have magic potion!"
"What magic potion can make Angel feel better?"
"Remember the potion that Professor Snape taught us before the holidays started?" Hermione reminded.
"Cicada slough, white fresh flowers, narcissus, licorice..."
"That's right! That's right!" Su Er's face glowed red, "It's a refreshing potion. The refreshing potion will definitely cure Angel!"
"There are no tools or materials for making potions here. We must go to Diagon Alley immediately."
Mrs. Ellison, who was listening to the boy and girl's words, was a little hesitant. "Sul..." She frowned and her eyes were a little red. "Is that... magic potion... really going to work?"
"We have no other better way, Sully." Mr. Ellison held his wife's hand with his big hand.
"I'll drive to the same address as last time, right?"
"Yes, Dad."
The car was speeding on the road outside London, kicking up a trail of dust and smoke. Soul and Hermione were sitting in the back seat, discussing in a low voice the amount of each ingredient, but they were not sure whether to put the cicada slough in whole or grind it into powder. There were differences in the amount of input.
When I finally decided to try out both copies, the car screeched to a stop in front of the record store.
The Leaky Cauldron has arrived.
The two little wizards ran all the way. First they went to the drugstore and spent two gold galleons to buy several materials for preparing the refreshing potion. They also spent three galleons to buy a crucible, a scale, and a grinder at the Patchi Crucible Shop. A complete set of potion preparation tools including a bowl and an inverted hammer.
Fortunately, Hermione kept her little pouch on her body at all times, so she still had quite a few Galleons left there.
"Wait a minute, Soul." Hermione grabbed him as she passed Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, "I think we should confirm whether our formula is correct in the bookstore."
"It really should be verified." Soul thought Hermione made a good suggestion.
The Flourish and Blott book clerk's smile froze on her face.
Just now, two little wizards were swept into the store like a gust of wind. They hurriedly flipped through a book and muttered something. When the clerk was about to come forward to help them take it to check out, the two little wizards hurriedly looked like He walked out like a gust of wind.
Just as, softly, they came, softly, they left again, taking away my gold galleons.
The two little wizards trotted along, and the wind blew Old Tom's hair.
"boom.."
"Buzz..." The car was speeding, and the engine made a low buzz. Although Mr. Ellison was anxious, he was very steady and he used all his driving skills.
"Creak..." Before the car stopped, Su Er couldn't wait to open the door and rushed up to the second floor carrying a pile of materials and tools bought from Diagon Alley.
"Bang." This was the sound of the bedroom door being closed. Panting, Hermione entered Soul's bedroom a second before the door was closed.
"Let's begin." Suer picked up the wand on the desk, flicked it, and a handful of blue flames lit up.
"You will receive a warning from the Ministry of Magic." Hermione glanced at it worriedly.
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Suer anxiously threw the cicada slough into the mortar and ground it vigorously with a hammer. "Weigh the other materials for me."
[Basic Potion Preparation] This book resolves the differences between Soul and Hermione on the way there. As long as the weighing is accurate enough, whether the cicada slough is complete or not does not affect the preparation of the refreshing potion. Compared with the entire cicada slough, grinding Powder is more suitable for the preparation of small doses.
One after another, the materials were thrown into the crucible in order. Purple mist floated out of the boiling liquid, and an unpleasant smell emerged.
"Failed, the color is wrong." Hermione said and sniffed, "The smell is wrong too."
“The right pick-me-up should be light green and smell like grass after the rain.”
"If you fail, try again." Soul's voice became slightly louder, and Hermione couldn't help but frown.
"You're too anxious, Soul." Hermione said louder than Soul, "Do you remember what Professor Snape said? Potions are a precise subject, and they do not allow the wizards who prepare them to The slightest mistake, too much or too little of a certain material will cause failure, and serious consequences are likely to occur!"
"You have to calm down."
"We only have this crucible!"
Soul was stunned for a while after being slapped in the head by Hermione, but he finally calmed down a little. However, he couldn't help but be anxious when he thought of Angel, whose face was red from being burned and lying on the bed with her eyes closed. With a shake of his hand, he added a little more cicada powder, and the color of the liquid in the crucible immediately changed.
Without exception, they failed again.
"Get out of the way!" Hermione glared at Soul angrily and bumped her butt, "I'll do it!"
"Give me some fresh food."
"Why are you standing there in a daze! Do you still want Angel to get better?"
…………
Hermione carefully stirred the boiling crucible clockwise for two and a half times with a glass rod. Wearing insulated gloves, she held the handle of the crucible and removed it from the flame. She picked up the weighed cicada slough powder and poured it all out decisively. Got in.
As the cicada sloughs dissolve with the medicinal solution, the color of the medicinal solution gradually changes from brown to light green, and a pleasant grassy fragrance wafts out from the crucible.
"Successful." Suer took a deep breath, "Great."
Suer opened the window. The cold wind in December suddenly dropped the temperature of the entire room by several degrees, and also caused the hot liquid to cool down quickly.
After carefully filling the liquid into thin glass bottles, Suer quickly capped the bottles with oak stoppers.
After a while, Mrs. Ellison gave Angel a refreshing potion with doubts. Soul, Hermione and Mr. Ellison stood by the bed eagerly waiting for the drug to take effect.
The effect of the potion was amazing, but the side effects also frightened Mrs. Ellison.
Soul and Hermione repeatedly assured that this was the medicinal liquid taking effect, turning the high temperature in the body into water vapor and expelling it from the body.
Angel's steam train ran for a full three hours and didn't stop until it was completely dark.
"Mom, Dad, Guo Guo, Sister Hermione, what are you doing in my room?" When Angel's weak voice sounded in the room, the four people in the room all spit out the tension and anxiety in their chests. .
"It's amazing." Mr. Ellison turned the small bottle in his hand and admired as he stared at the light green potion inside.
"Thank you, Soul." After Mrs. Ellison put Angel to sleep, she said to the two little wizards with red eyes, "And you, little Hermione."
"You're welcome, Mom, we are family, aren't we?" Sule hugged Mrs. Ellison and said softly.
ps: I couldn't find the recipe for the refreshing drug in or out of the book, so I had to write down a few names of medicinal ingredients at random. Well, students off-screen can't use it for experiments.
