Felix Felicis!
It was a potion that many people in the Wizard World, and even in the Muggle world, had heard of and knew something about. It could be called the most famous potion in the magical world apart from the Elixir of Life.
Of course, most of the time, people preferred to call it by its other name-liquid luck.
As young witches and wizards already in their sixth year, few of them might have seen Felix Felicis in person, but almost all had seen accounts and pictures of it.
"Oho." Seeming to notice the students' expressions, Professor Slughorn said with a beaming smile, "It looks as though quite a few of you recognize this. Well, then, how about this? Everyone who knows its name, call it out together, would you?"
"Felix Felicis." It was not quite in unison, but almost every student really did call out its name. There was no helping it; Felix Felicis was simply too famous.
Professor Slughorn nodded, thoroughly pleased. "Very good, very good. Then I imagine you must all know what it does as well, yes? Megan, for instance?"
Professor Slughorn called on a Hufflepuff student, Megan Jones. She was a pretty girl who had once been very fond of hanging around Harry and still maintained a good relationship with him. As she grew older, this girl with the captivating gray eyes had become even more attractive.
Healthy, sun-kissed skin, and narrow, alluring eyes. Most importantly, she had an exceptionally graceful figure.
On sunny summer weekends, Harry had seen her swimming in the shallows of the Black Lake more than once. Although she was not particularly full-figured or curvy, her slender waist really could cut into young boys' hearts like a knife.
Harry knew that quite a few boys at school were very interested