Felix Felicis Can Be Chugged Straight from the Bottle Too

"Professor, I was just young and didn't understand just now." Aaron sincerely handed Snape a cup of tea. "Please calm down."

Snape raised an eyebrow, then took the hot tea, satisfied with Aaron's actions.

What does "respecting teachers and valuing the Way" mean? This is it!

"Professor, could you teach me how to make Felix Felicis this time?"

Snape couldn't help but spit out the tea he was halfway through drinking, but Aaron seemed to have anticipated this scene. After handing over the tea, he took a small step to the right, perfectly avoiding it.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible." Snape said seriously, "You've only just learned to walk and you're already trying to run? No, this can't even be described as running."

You haven't even learned to run yet, and you already want to fly.

Forget about that idea; learn to run first!

"Past life experience has taught me that without greed, there is no gain," Aaron said confidently. "Besides, I'm Slytherin, isn't it natural for me to have such thoughts?"

"That's too big of a leap. Do you know how difficult it is to prepare a bottle of Felix Felicis?"

Even I can't guarantee 100% success, and your current success rate is even further below 1%.

"Then what about your guidance?" Aaron asked, unwilling to give up.

Having tasted the benefits of Felix Felicis, his craving for this Potions had reached an even higher level.

Buy? It's priceless; almost no one in the Magic World would sell such a treasure.

Asking my family for it? I do have a few bottles in my treasury, but I can't bring myself to do it.

Then I'll have to try making it myself. It's better to teach someone how to fish than to give them a fish. Once you learn how, it's yours to keep.

Sometimes I really want to dig your heart out and see if the bottom is really that big.

Aaron immediately took a step back. "Don't do anything reckless!"

"Tch! If I were to configure it myself, I might have a chance of success, but with you, I'm afraid the power output would be less than five times the normal output."

You have good talent, but you haven't had enough practice.

"So low?"

"It's just a matter of making do," Snape said speechlessly. "The ingredients for Felix Felicis are scarce; even I haven't been able to gather them all."

"I'll figure out what materials you need."

Snape gave him a deep look, then stated the materials he needed: Unicorn Horn, salamander eggs, and the eggshell of Volcanic Serpentbird...

Aaron listened and took notes on the material with a pen and paper.

Half a minute later, he looked at the densely packed sheets in his hand, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

"How are you feeling?" Snape asked with amusement. "Still full of confidence, right?"

Aaron hesitated for a few seconds, "Getting these materials isn't a problem, but..."

After hearing the first half, Snape was also a little unsettled.

Over the years, he had also wanted to concoct a bottle of Felix Felicis for emergencies, because he was the kind of person who danced on a tightrope.

It's not clear now, but there's always the risk of Sectumsempra in the future.

Luck plays a different role depending on one's social status.

For most people, luck is just so-so; they can maintain a good mood for the day.

It's different for him; he might be able to change his fate at a crucial moment.

"Are you really able to get your hands on these materials?"

Yes, but not many.

There are at least three sets in my storage room. I never knew why these things were kept together before, but now it seems they are the ingredients for preparing Felix Felicis.

Snape's lips twitched. "Big families are something else."

But this exemption is a bit too much! Even some Pure-blood families don't have a complete set of materials.

"If I have the materials, I am not incapable of preparing Felix Felicis."

All I need is a small reward after I succeed.

Not much, just one-tenth will do.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Aaron actually sensed a hint of earnestness in Snape's voice.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head. "Professor, I'm afraid that won't work."

"Then how about reducing it by half again, one-tenth of the original price?"

"Forehead...

Professor, you've misunderstood.

If it's a premium product, I have several large bottles at home; that's enough for a day if we drink it straight from the bottle.

Clang!

Snape slid off the chair, not caring how disheveled he looked, and said, "Do you know what you're saying?"

I admit that the Magic World is not short of people who can concoct this kind of Potions, and some people even have some in stock.

But drinking straight from the bottle? That's a huge joke.

"I also think it's a bit of an exaggeration, but that's really how it is." Aaron shrugged. "However, my father said that those Lucky Potion can only be used when needed."

"Let's not talk about that anymore. Let's discuss the materials first." Snape steered the conversation back on track, dusted off his robes, sat back down in his chair, and forcefully adopted his authoritative demeanor.

"That's right, what I want is not the finished product, but the ability to formulate Felix Felicis."

However, my tolerance for error is only three times, and according to you, Professor, even with your guidance, my current success rate is less than 10%, so let's postpone it for a while longer.

I'll configure it again when the success rate is at least 99%!

Snape:...

Isn't this 'time period' a bit too abstract?

He might be able to accept it for a year and a half, and he could persevere for three years, but if it takes any longer, he will have to give up on this path, since he may not have that much time.

"Ahem! Don't be discouraged. With your talent, you could actually make your first attempt within three years."

"Three years?" Aaron was taken aback. "I thought it would be one year."

"One, a year?" Snape was both amused and exasperated. "Aaron, I underestimated your ambition."

However, one shouldn't get too arrogant. Preparing Felix Felicis takes at least six months, and there can't be the slightest mistake during the process, especially in some crucial steps, so..."

Before Snape could finish speaking, Aaron placed a small bottle on the table. "This should allow us to skip the so-called crucial steps!"

"This is..." Snape's eyes widened after just one second. "Felix Felicis, where did you get it?"

"That's not important, anyway, it wasn't bought."

"Of course I know it wasn't bought."

My question is, can you sell it to me? The price is negotiable.

Without saying a word, Aaron picked up the Felix Felicis from the table.

Don't even think about it, this Sickle not for sale, especially now.

There's also a lurking Dark Lord in the school, and since he's run out of his life-saving elixir, he absolutely cannot give up on luck.

Upon seeing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in Snape's eyes.

"Professor, you're supposed to be a master of Potions, don't you have any reserves for yourself?" Aaron asked.

"I used it a long time ago, and used it all at once."

"The effect is good, but the result is bad," Snape said sadly. "To be honest, I don't really like using Felix Felicis, because putting a drop in the ocean of luck is obviously unreliable."

But I have a feeling that I will need a lot of luck in the coming period of time.

Let's not talk about that anymore. Forget about Felix Felicis; it's not something you can control right now.

It's better to keep it simple, since you don't have much time.

"How about Calming Draught?" Aaron chuckled.

"You can try asking Madam Pomfrey," Snape said meaningfully. "She should have some in stock."

"It's different. My things are mine, and Yi's things are Yi's."

Snape nodded, silently placed his cauldron on the table, and began to teach his proud student once again how to brew a perfect Potions.

A few hours later, Snape offered Aaron a bottle of Calming Draught, but Aaron politely declined, saying, "You can have the finished product."

"Take this! It's a reward from your teacher for your learning," Snape said. "And by the way, just so you know, your current skill level is only so-so, this potion isn't even at its best."

Aaron smiled awkwardly, "After all, it's my first time making this, and I'm already quite satisfied with how well it turned out."

"If that's your thinking, then you'll have to postpone preparing Felix Felicis," Snape sneered.

"That's not necessarily true."

Aaron was full of confidence. As someone who had been given a cheat code, it would be a huge failure if he couldn't even create a miracle.

"Oh, by the way, Professor." Before leaving the office, Aaron suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask, "Is Professor Dumbledore still at the university?"

"I thought you had forgotten."

Is it meaningful to ask this question every day?

"There's no way around it, it's mainly because I lack a sense of security."

Snape rolled his eyes. "You've come at just the right time. The Ministry of Magic sent a letter saying there's an urgent matter that needs his attention."

He left this morning and has been gone for several hours now; he won't be back until at least tomorrow afternoon.

Upon hearing the news, Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, showing no sign of panic, and simply rubbed his forehead.

A storm is brewing! But what's coming will come sooner or later.