Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

"But I'm not satisfied."

Horace raised his chin, as if reacquainted with the child in front of him.

The production of potions is a boring process for most people.

There are very few people who can understand the mysteries of potions, and people usually boil potions for other interests, or simply for their livelihood.

Horace hadn't counted on how much patience Cassandra would have with potions.

But Cassandra not only patiently made a very cheap boil potion, but now she plans to keep improving and pursue better details...

Is this really something a little princess from a pure blood family would do?

Apparently, Cassandra intends to do just that.

So she really fell in love with brewing potions?

Horace smiled seriously. "Why not?"

He has already planned to give Cassandra a little bit of guidance this time, so that Cassandra can do the best she can.

This is the best encouragement for a serious child.

However, Horace was surprised to find that there were not many he could advise Cassandra.

Most importantly, Cassandra seemed to have entered a mysterious state, and Horace couldn't bear to interrupt it.

Horace felt right.

Cassandra's magic perception reached 3, and she hadn't realized that this change would bring those results before.

But now, she seemed to have discovered the clue.

When the magic power perception is 2, Cassandra can only feel the flow of magic power in units of people.

But now, the magic perception has reached 3.

Looking at the crucible in front of her, Cassandra could clearly feel that the magic power was constantly flowing, changing and merging in the crucible.

"I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of the slow-simmering cauldron emitting white smoke and bursts of fragrance. You won't really understand the liquid that flows into people's blood vessels, the kind that makes people's hearts sway and their wills blurred. Wonderful magic..."

Snape's classic quotes seemed to ring in Cassandra's ears again.

Now, Cassandra could also have a little taste of the emotion contained in these words.

It’s like Cassandra in the previous life saw the microcosm with a microscope for the first time, and realized that there are colorful things in the world that are invisible to the naked eye.

It's a pity that a magic perception of 3 points is not enough for Cassandra to fully understand the changes in the potion.

But it was enough for Cassandra to realize that even a stir had its own meaning.

When the magic power in the crucible gathers in one place and reacts violently, it is necessary to speed up the stirring to make the changes in the crucible softer.

When the changes in the crucible slow down, you need to stop stirring, or prepare to add new materials, and start the next stage of production.

Watching Cassandra gradually begin to stir the crucible irregularly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and sometimes even adding materials completely not according to the textbook rules.

The surprise on Horace's face became more and more intense.

When Cassandra finished making, he saw Cassandra's body was really shaking, and he quickly stepped forward to support Cassandra's shoulders.

"Professor, what's wrong with me?"

Cassandra rubbed her head, feeling dizzy and nauseous.

Horace said in a teasing tone: "An 11-year-old girl stood for three hours in a row and brewed two potions, one of which was still a masterpiece that I couldn't help but marvel at."

"It's beyond my expectation that you can still stand."

Helping Cassandra to sit down, Horace personally bottled the second set of potions that Cassandra had prepared and placed them in front of Cassandra.

"I have to say, Cassandra, you are one of the most talented people in potions I have ever met."

"Treasure it, it's something any professional potionist can boast about."

Cassandra showed a weak smile. Is this level only professional level?

Brewing potions is obviously not such an easy skill to master!

However, the system's beep made Cassandra's smile more pure.

[Completed 1/3 of Horace's Amazement. 】

"Okay, take a good rest, and we will start the next study when you recover in the afternoon."

"Dobby, come and prepare lunch for your little master."

Dobby then appeared next to Cassandra, and looked at Cassandra worriedly: "Little master is already two hours late for lunch, Dobby is very worried!"

After listening to Dobby's words, Cassandra realized that Horace had missed lunch with her, stood beside her, and watched her brew the potion for three hours.

Cassandra's lips moved slightly, and she looked at the kind old man with emerald green eyes, and said sincerely, "Professor, I'm sorry for troubling you."

Horace made a serious face: "What are you talking about, I am also a potion master, how could such a trivial matter make me angry?"

Then he patted his stomach: "Also, eating later may help you lose weight."

Cassandra also showed a teasing smile: "But you will eat it right away, won't you?"

Horace laughed loudly: "I've never been able to resist the temptation of delicious food, at worst, I'd better eat less at night."

Eat less at night?

If Horace could really eat less, he wouldn't have kept his walrus shape forever.

Dobby served a modest but tasty lunch for two, as the English prefer to keep their big meals until evening.

The Malfoys did not show up, leaving time and space to Cassandra and Horace.

The two chatted while eating, and while Horace lamented Cassandra's excellence, he warned Cassandra not to be too addicted to potions.

"You are only 11 years old, and you will have plenty of time to study potions in the future. Concentrating for too long may damage your spirit."

"Then ask the professor to stop me in time in the future."

"This is really a heavy task, but for my outstanding students, I took it."

After lunch and rest for a while, the time has come to 03:30 in the afternoon.

"I brewed two potions today, you are already very tired, so read the book first."

"With your talent, I don't need to read it word by word. If you have anything you don't understand, just ask me."

Cassandra nodded. Just as she was about to settle down and read the book, Horace suddenly said, "If possible, it's best to memorize the main points of the entire book."

"It's not difficult for you, is it?"

Cassandra smiled bitterly: "Professor, you think too highly of me."

If the reciting skills of the whole book were so easy to learn, Hermione would not be the best student at Hogwarts.

"It may take a lot of time for my memory to memorize this book."

"But we have plenty of time, don't we?"

Horace shrugged, then reclined comfortably on the sofa and began to read the books Dobby had prepared for him.

This is the Malfoy family's library.

For Horace, the above knowledge is not necessarily useful.

But looking at the book collection itself is a process of sharing the honor of the Malfoy family, and this process is enough for him.

Suddenly, Cassandra, who read the textbook for a while, seemed to think of something, and asked, "Professor, isn't there a potion called memory potion?"

"Of course, it is a medicine that can temporarily improve people's memory."

Horace explained casually, but looking at Cassandra's bright eyes, he frowned and said, "You don't want to use that potion to improve your memory, do you?"

"That won't do!"

"Although that kind of potion will improve memory for two hours after use, but after the effect of the potion wears off, it will make people feel groggy and just want to sleep."

"You're a student, and you're not just studying Potions..."

While talking, Horace suddenly became silent.

For ordinary students, it is obviously inappropriate to use memory potions.

Because they take more than one course, and there are many things to be busy in a day.

Cassandra, however, was different.

Now she only takes one course a day.

If you practice the potion in the morning, you can use the memory potion in the afternoon while studying the knowledge in the book.

As for the side effects of fatigue afterwards, anyway, Cassandra was at home, so it was a big deal to go back to her room and have an early rest.

But using the memory potion to study every day... He has never heard of anyone doing such a crazy thing.

This is not only a question of learning methods, but also a question of financial resources.

Although the price of a bottle of Reminiscence Potion is not high, one bottle per day for a month will cost at least 100 Galleons.

Where can the average family afford such consumption?

However, considering Cassandra's situation, this learning method seems to be tailor-made for Cassandra.

"Is that all right, Professor?"

Cassandra's eyes that seemed to discover a new world made Horace reach out and rub his temples.

"It's possible...but is it necessary, Cassandra?"

"If the pressure of studying is too great, will it make you lose interest in Potions?"

"No, Professor, I promise."

What Cassandra is interested in is not potion itself, but the process of becoming stronger.

Cassandra doesn't feel like she's going to lose motivation, at least until she becomes the master of Hogwarts.

Only those who have experienced suffering will cherish the beauty in front of them more.

So is Cassandra, of course.

"Well then, I agree."