Chapter 292 Chapter 292

The sofa on the second floor of the hut is a very comfortable place. Sometimes there is no need to do experiments. Anton and the twins will go to the second floor to drink the scented tea prepared by Hannah.

Or as a guinea pig to try new varieties Hannah bred, such as the juice squeezed from a pineapple-flavored herbal root, or a plant secretion that simulates the taste of a drink.

What she has accomplished in plant breeding since passing down the gifted spell of the 'Flower Fairy' (garden elf) in the Hufflepuff Secret Room is nothing short of amazing.

Add that to the family heritage and Hogwarts schooling, and Hannah has a bright future ahead of her.

Although she will slowly lose her talent for other spells in the future.

But that's enough, isn't it.

Being extremely good at a certain aspect is something that many people desire but cannot obtain.

Of course, sometimes she develops varieties that don't taste that great, or that taste good, but cause problems like rashes.

The other mice in the hut could only cooperate with a bitter face.

Usually the twins are preparing the antidote, they can't ask Madam Pomfrey to help each time because of their experiments, and let the school pay for it.

And everyone is more or less arrogant, why can't they treat it by themselves?

Sometimes when encountering difficult situations, Anton needs to put down the research subject at hand to cast a spell or research the targeted potion...

Give Neville a drink.

Yes, Neville was always the first to drink the new strain Hannah had bred.

It's not to bully honest people. Among the few people in the hut, Neville has gradually caught up with the medicinal properties of herbs, and even has signs of surpassing them.

Hannah and Neville studied with Professor Sprout every week, but they gradually walked out of their respective directions.

One is good at cultivating herbal medicine, and the other is good at studying the medicinal properties of herbal medicine.

As Lupine told them, no matter how similar twins are, they also have different souls. George and Fred actually have their own biases in their fields of expertise.

These two well-balanced excellent players have amazing talents in every aspect, so that it is difficult for people to perceive the areas they are really good at.

George is good at alchemy and Fred is good at magical beasts.

"I don't want people to feel that I'm different from Fred." George took a sip of the strange-looking purple liquid in the glass, and the bitterness made him tremble, and then, a miraculous sweetness filled his mouth.

Fred put down the glass with the same pain mask, "I think so too."

"But you can complement each other very well." Anton put down the empty glass without changing his face, and handed it to Hannah to make another glass for himself. "This feeling of needing each other is even more wonderful."

Fred stared at George in astonishment.

"I would suggest that you follow the field you are best at and dig deep into your abilities. Don't compare with your classmates, but keep up with the professors, and think about when you can reach their heights." An Dongyu persuaded earnestly, "Don't Stop at toy dealers, oh, I'm not advising you to become arms dealers, but think about such a scenario..."

Anton narrowed his eyes, "As you all know, Dumbledore and Nicole May's cooperation has achieved many amazing results."

"Complementary..." Fred looked at George thoughtfully.

"Sounds good." George smiled.

Anton felt that the charm of the hut was that it complemented each other. Although he was not as proficient in everything as the twins, he was ahead of them in potions and spells.

Sometimes after the development of some joke products together has stalled, Anton can always find ideas in terms of magic spells.

"Actually, I have an idea." Neville looked at everyone seriously, and the serious expression made the other members sit upright.

He pointed to the potion formula for dispelling human body deformation hanging on the wall, "Actually, we can cultivate herbs suitable for this potion."

"For example, the sneezeweed, it works in the beauty potion because of its extended magical properties. But in fact, it has a lot of properties, and this is just one of them."

"At the same time, the sneezeweed works in the confusion potion because it contains a nerve-twitching factor."

"Anton, you said that in this potion, the sneezeweed plays the role of these two potions. If it is cultivated with plants, as long as these two potions remain."

"Coincidentally, sneezeweed can actually be hybridized with scurvy. I read in a book that this new species is called Harris grass."

Anton looked at him suspiciously, "Harris Grass."

Neville nodded, "Name this herb after the discoverer."

Anton was thoughtful and motioned for him to continue.

"I've checked the information on Harris Grass. It can replace the Sneezing Weed in dozens of potions such as Confusion Potion, Beauty Potion, and Development Potion."

"It can also replace scurvy at the same time."

Neville looked at the notepad he wrote, his eyes sparkled, "Because the sneezeweed and scurvy are so cheap, they will grow wild if you throw them in the ground, so few people would consider planting Harris grass. "

"But this is a way of thinking, if we minimize the types of herbs needed for this potion, and cultivate more herbs that meet the needs of this potion..."

Anton exclaimed, "That means we can reduce the steps of potion preparation, reduce the difficulty of formula material preparation, and reduce costs. God, there are too many benefits."

George frowned, "In this case, it needs to be constantly cultivated, constantly tested and verified, and constantly adjusted the formula of the potion. I'm afraid it will not be an easy task."

"I think it's very interesting to do this." Hannah raised her hand and said, she recorded their conversation in the exquisite notepad with a smile, "I think that difficulties can be overcome, but interesting things will be more interesting." tempted us to do it."

"That's right." George smiled, his expression changed, and he looked at Fred, "If you put it this way..."

Fred snapped his fingers, "Fantastic animals can also be cross-bred, it seems that we have to ask Hagrid for help."

Anton jumped up from the sofa, stepped on the carpet with bare feet and walked to the wall, rubbing his chin and staring at the potion, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"Yes, very interesting."

"Leave me the matter of testing the medicinal properties, and you all try boldly."

He turned his head and looked at everyone with a smile, "Everyone, I think our final harvest will not be just this potion!"

Great praise.

Everyone raised their glasses.

cheers!

oh~~

The purple drink that Hannah made is really bitter enough!

It can compete with traditional Chinese medicine.

For a while, everyone put on a mask of pain.

"Hahahaha..." I don't know who laughed first, everyone looked at the expressions of others, and laughed together.

The weather is hot recently, and I cut a pile of grass on the roadside in front of my house to make soup. The taste of that thing is simply amazing. But the effect is really good, it relieves heat, reduces fire, and refreshes sweetness. It's the kind of grass that will get black seeds on your pants when you walk by.

ps: There is another chapter today, which will be published in the afternoon.