Ravenclaw wasn't entirely without merit...
Snape sighed inwardly.
He had actually thought about how he should answer if Vizette asked about the Philosopher's Stone.
However, on the way to the office, Vizette simply followed silently without asking any further questions.
This was undoubtedly the best outcome, as it saved him the trouble of explaining Dumbledore's messy affairs.
He was even somewhat glad that he had made the choice to teach Vizette instead of becoming Harry's "nanny."
Haha... I want to kill Harry Potter?
"Gryffindor deducts 10 points!"
"Uh…" Vizette looked up and glanced at Snape, whose face was completely expressionless.
He seemed to have gotten used to this kind of point deduction for no reason.
He could even skillfully suppress his laughter and maintain a blank expression.
His expression was probably similar to Snape's at that moment.
He followed Snape into the office, where on the desk in the corner, besides a notebook, there was a brand-new potion-making kit.
Vizette squinted slightly, finally managing to make out the markings on the potion-making equipment...
Yes, it's the Christmas present I gave myself.
Listening to Luna was definitely the right thing to do; a potion master wouldn't refuse a brand new set of equipment.
Beside this potion-making equipment, there was a toad kept in captivity. The toad was very quiet, just watching the two people who came in, and you could even read curiosity in its eyes.
For some reason, Vizette felt that the toad was somewhat familiar, not in the way that you would recognize it from a previous meeting, but rather in a strange sense of familiarity.
He struggled to articulate this feeling; perhaps if Luna were by his side, she would instantly understand what he meant—it was a tacit understanding between them.
...
Snape strode to the desk, pulled out a chair and sat down, casually waving his wand to summon a bunch of potion ingredients.
Vizette recognized it at a glance; it was material related to the Soul Soothing Agent.
Snape put away his wand, crossed his arms, and said, "Let's begin! I'll watch you make a soul-soothing potion."
Vizette nodded, rolled up his sleeves, lit the crucible, and quickly got to work.
Grind the moonstone into powder... Blend moon dew, nectar, and artemisia infusion... Pour the dew into the crucible... Wave the wand to cast a spell...
During the Christmas holidays, he was somewhat unaware of how many doses of soul-soothing medicine he had made, and he was naturally very familiar with the whole process.
Vizette's movements were fluid and seamless, without any pauses in his steps.
Snape could sense all of this; Vizette was virtually flawless in his skill at brewing soul-soothing potions.
Although all of this was the result of a lot of time and materials, he still remembered Vizette's age and the grade he was in...
First year at Hogwarts, eleven years old...
Snape rubbed his temples, waiting for the final product of the potion.
"Professor Snape, it's finished," Vizette said calmly, placing the Soul Soothing Potion, which emitted a silvery mist, in front of Snape.
"Still the same…" Snape murmured, his brow furrowed as he asked, "Have you tried the medicine yourself?"
"I've tried it…" Vizette nodded. "Although the effect is far from what you've achieved with your potion, I feel relaxed and sleepy after drinking it."
"So...you used yourself as a test subject from the start?" Snape raised an eyebrow. "Why not an owl? I remember you had an owl, didn't you?"
"I couldn't bear to part with it… Thor is already very tired from delivering messages, and he's my friend." Vizette coughed lightly. "So I drank it myself."
There was actually another reason: he had used his magic eye to examine the potion and confirmed that it was safe before conducting the trial.
Snape didn't say much, got up, opened the inner door, and took out a toad that was still struggling.
Toads are always a good partner to potion makers, as their skin can absorb liquids, making them ideal for potion testing.
"Let me explain it this way!" Snape gently tapped the toad, which immediately froze in place. "Give the toad some medicine, if it's the right soul-soothing agent…"
As he spoke, he demonstrated by taking a vial of soul-soothing medicine and pouring it onto the toad's back.
"After absorbing the soul-soothing agent, the toad will gradually calm down and then enter a state of slumber. The more effective the soul-soothing agent, the faster the toad will enter a state of slumber."
Vizette frowned. His soul-soothing elixir hadn't calmed the toad; in fact, it had made it increasingly excited...
The word "excited" is not accurate enough.
Or rather, after absorbing the soul-soothing potion, the toad's behavior became extremely strange.
It became increasingly excited, trying to jump forward, but suddenly convulsed in mid-air, then fell down and started rolling around on the table.
Just as it was about to knock over the potion-making equipment, Snape waved his wand, seemingly erecting a magical barrier in front of the equipment.
The toad struggled for more than ten minutes before letting out a "croak" and falling into a coma, seemingly having exhausted all its energy.
Vizette swallowed hard. "Professor Snape, why is it like this?"
"Perhaps it's the effect of the Obscurus." Snape casually tossed the toad back into the inner door. "Try another potion."
He waved his wand again, and another batch of potion ingredients flew onto the table.
Bad blood grass, Angelica pubescens, sneezing grass, castor oil, frog brain...
This was the material for a drug to induce confusion.
Vizette knew about this potion, but had never made it before.
If the normal teaching process was followed, he would formally learn about the drug of intoxication when he entered the third grade.
Snape began, "It seems you know what it can be used for?"
Vizette replied, "A mind-altering potion, a magical potion used to bewitch the mind, making a person impulsive and reckless..."
"The stronger the effect, the more obvious the symptoms, and it can even drive a person into complete madness, making it difficult to regain their sanity."
Snape nodded. "Do as I say. Let's begin!"
"Okay!" Vizette nodded and returned to the crucible.
"First, add the dew to the crucible and heat it slowly over a low flame. Then, begin processing the rotten blood grass by crushing it with a mortar and pestle..."
"Pour the castor oil into a beaker and heat it over low heat. Once it bubbles, add the frog brain. While it's heating, prepare the sneezing grass by cutting it into thin strips..."
Snape wasn't slow, and with the help of the Eye of Magic, Vizette was barely able to keep up.
"When you see bubbles forming on the inside of the crucible, add the Angelica pubescens and simmer over low heat for ten minutes. Remove the frog brains, then take a mortar and pestle, add raw castor oil, and pound them together into a paste..."
"Add the crushed rotten blood grass, adjust to medium heat, and simmer until the liquid turns a cloudy color and emits a dim gray mist, then remove from heat and let cool..."
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