v2 Chapter 1365： Slughorns potion class (2/2)

Looking at her expression, she probably wanted to run away, but Hermione didn't give her a chance...

Around 10:30, when the three of them went back, the carnival in the Gryffindor common room continued.

These guys don't know how much energy they come from.

When I saw Ai Wen coming in, someone else stuffed a butter beer into his hand and the atmosphere revived.

Finally, they kept going to midnight and they went back to sleep.

The result of playing too much at night was that the next morning, everyone was groggy.

”Ah, it’s so sleepy, I really hope to have a rest this morning...”

”You should think of it like this.” Hermione said, ”Every year we celebrate at school, only in our college.”

”This is the tradition of Gryffindor and the place where others envy us. I heard that Slytherin never did anything to celebrate.” Ron said, he made a sigh of relief. ”Think about it, look forward to it.” In the gloomy basement, there is no more happy thing, it will definitely be driven crazy, no wonder they are not normal.”

At this point, they are rushing to the underground classroom along the familiar road.

It has been dedicated to Snape for a long time and is now the classroom of Professor Slughorn.

Unlike Snape, he took the initiative to stand in the hallway to meet the students who came to his improvement class.

Slughorn was holding his big belly, and the walrus beard was shaking on his smiling mouth, and they greeted Evan and Harry with extra enthusiasm.

The underground classroom is also very different. The classroom is not cold, and it smells like a bad smell of potion. Instead, it is filled with a kind of pink steam. The smell in the air is sweet and sweet. There is a strange aroma on the front. There are several golden dragonflies, and the liquid inside keeps bubbling.

All the students who walked into the classroom looked at them curiously.

Ai Wen saw that the leftmost sputum contained compound soup, which he was already familiar with.

What kind of potion is in the middle of it, which is filled with pink steam?

He sighed hard, what is the taste?

There was a pleasant feeling in the body of Ai Wen. He thought of the honey pie that had just been made, and thought of the smell of flowers.

He was slowly inhaling slowly, and the smell of the medicinal agent filled his body like alcohol. A huge sense of satisfaction slowly came to him.

From the bottom up, Avon has a strange reaction.

It made him awake, and he looked up and saw Harry and Ron staring at the potion, and they were laughing lazily.

Ai Wen suddenly thought that Slughorn seemed to have prepared a powerful sensation for them.

That's right, it's definitely a powerful sensational agent, especially perfect, otherwise it won't emit pink steam, otherwise it won't make people so strange.

This magical potion, with a drop, allows the other party to fall in love with you, and do whatever it takes to be unisex.

A powerful sedative is a very difficult potion, and only a true pharmacist can produce this effect.

Although Ai Wen did not control it, I have seen many descriptions of this medicine in the book...