Chapter 56: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 27

The panel didn't send a notification sound either.

Sean knew for sure that he had failed,

but looking at the final effect of the potion, he hadn't failed by much.

He frowned tightly. If there was no problem with material processing, then the problem must be in the brewing process.

So, which link had the problem: stirring, heat, or the final spellcasting?

Or did they all have problems?

Sean inexplicably remembered a passage from "Magical Theory":

【However, when you master a magic,

if you want to truly exert its greatest power,

you also need to have sufficient spiritual power.】

Sean remembered the wording here—a magic.

Does potion brewing also belong to it, and is it the same?

Sean knew that his potion talent was limited, just like Charms; it might take hundreds of practices to master the technique.

But he didn't have much time, and he didn't have many materials.

Therefore, he had to take a shortcut.

He carefully took out "Advanced Potion Making" from his bag and scanned the obscure content.

Soon, he found the description that made his eyes light up.

【The Ministry of Magic lists Polyjuice Potion as a high-risk magic,

because its effect is greatly influenced by the brewer's emotional fluctuations,

and it requires strict supervision.】

He didn't fully know what emotion was needed for brewing potions, but nervousness and mechanical action were definitely not it.

When the cauldron was lit and emitted steam again,

Sean's nervous body had slowly relaxed. He told himself,

if Professor Snape were to discover him, then whether the practice succeeded or failed, he would be finished.

So, whether it's a successful finish or a failed finish,

the difference is huge.

His green eyes were deep and calm again, and even his posture for stirring the potion carried a peculiar rhythm.

Sean has always been good at controlling his emotions; a child who couldn't do this would live very poorly at the Wool's Orphanage.

The nettles melted in the cauldron like rock sugar, the fangs sizzled into the potion.

Sean used the exact same heat as the last time, but this time,

he really felt like he was completing an art.

The art of potions.

The cauldron emitted swirling white steam, and time passed quietly in the small clinking sound of the spoon hitting the inner wall.

When Sean added the porcupine quills again,

the extinguished cauldron swallowed the final ingredients as if merging.

Sean focused on completing the ritual and chanting the incantation.

This time the cauldron didn't change slowly; it seemed to follow Sean's will,

surging rapidly.

In a short while, the liquid turned into a jelly state, and the color became infinitely close to dark green.

【You have completely brewed a pot of Cure for Boils to an apprentice standard, proficiency +1】

Sean's eyes were incredibly bright. He stared at this pot of dark green, jelly-like liquid, and the corners of his mouth lifted involuntarily.

Subsequently, he didn't waste a second and wrote all the steps in detail in his notebook.

The most important part was specially capitalized by him:

【Potions are a precise craft; a wizard's focus and calmness are the key points.】

Just as he was immersed in reflection and summary,

on the stairs leading to the dungeon, the torch suddenly flickered,

and above the cold steps, a black robe hem surged suddenly. ===== CHAPTER 57 =====