Vol 2 Chapter 335: Dark Arts Defense Project

Mrs. Diana Greengrass looked nervously at what was happening before her eyes.
Whether it is Jon Hart or Horace Slughorn, they have devoted themselves to the preparation of the potion...Two huge crucibles are blowing hot air into the sky; and the two The wizards were all tired.
They spent more than one day and one night on the preparation of the medicine... there was almost no rest in between.
"I'm done!" Slughorn let out a long sigh of relief.
Jon ignored him, but focused on his cauldron, adding half an ounce of bird and snake egg powder, and then adding a little powdered common rue...
Slughorn had already taken out his wand, pointed it at his cauldron, and whispered:
"Felixempra!"
The potion in the cauldron quickly turned golden, like molten gold. Large drops of liquid splashed in the cauldron, like goldfish, but none of them spilled outside...The aroma came from the cauldron, making people feel After asking, I felt very happy.
Jon tried his best not to feel the scent. He also took out his wand lightly and drew an "8" symbol on the top of the cauldron:
"Felixempra!"
The potion in his cauldron also began to turn into drops of golden liquid, but it did not splash around like Slughorn's potion, but shrunk in the center of the cauldron.
Moreover, the degree of golden brilliance is slightly better than the liquid in Slughorn's crucible.
...
Horace Slughorn looked at his opponent's cauldron in disbelief, then glanced at his own cauldron again—
After several cycles of this, he had to lower his head in frustration and sighed:
"It seems that I lost!"
Experienced pharmacists can judge the potency of the blessing potion by its golden degree... Slughorn himself was too absent-minded and made a lot of mistakes in the initial preparation process, even if it has been in the process since then. Make up, but the shortcomings are still obvious.
The potion sequence used by Jon is more ingenious, and although the steps are relatively unfamiliar in the preparation process, almost no mistakes have been made, so it is slightly higher than Slughorn.
Jon, who was relaxed, was paralyzed on the chair, with a smile on his mouth.
Mrs. Greengrass on the side also showed an excited smile on her face.
"If you are the descendant of Principal Armando-Dippet, then it would not be too wrong to lose to you!" Slughorn was still more discerning, and he said with a relaxed look.
Jon forcibly supported his tired body, stood up and poured out the golden liquid in the cauldron drop by drop, and poured it into a crystal bottle.
Bending down and putting the crystal bottle into the suitcase, Jon turned his head and looked at Slughorn--
He asked softly: "Professor Slughorn, you shouldn't forget our gambling agreement, right?"
"No." Slughorn nodded, bound by an unbreakable oath. He also knew that he did not have the possibility of breaking the contract: "Tell your problem, Mr. Hart...Remember, only for academic studies. Aspect content."
"Of course!" Jon smiled and nodded: "What I want to ask about is... a topic of defense against the dark arts..."
"Defense against the Dark Arts... I thought you were going to ask about potions?" Slughorn mumbled, without the seriousness of the situation: "Just ask..."
"That's... how to make a Horcrux, the complete process?"
...
The entire castle fell into silence.
Horace Slughorn looked directly at Jon, his eyes seemed to kill.
Mrs. Diana Greengrass on the side also rallied, and lightly held her wand with her right hand.
"I don't know anything about Horcruxes, and even if I do, I won't tell you! Get out immediately and don't let me hear you mention this again!" Slughorn roared with a stern face.
"Nothing can fool an unbreakable oath, you should be very clear." Jon said calmly: "Even if you modify your memory or use some language loopholes, the effect will be the same!"
"Albus Dumbledore brought you here?" Slughorn asked coldly.
"No." Jon shook his head: "It has nothing to do with Dumbledore..."
"Then why..."
Slughorn hadn’t finished speaking yet, Jon had already taken out the Slytherin locket from his pocket, and threw it to Slughorn without looking at it: "Just look at this and you’ll know. !"
"This locket..." Slughorn took the locket, this time there was no curiosity on his face, only caution.
After opening the locket and examining it carefully, Slughorn's face suddenly changed dramatically...for the first time since Jon set foot in his residence, he saw fear on his face for the first time.
"Diana...can you go out for a while?" he said in a trembling voice.
Mrs. Greengrass looked at Jon with a curious and worried look, and Jon nodded gently at her.
...
With Mrs. Greengrass leaving, only Jon and Slughorn remained in the castle.
Slughorn's face was pale, like a dead person; but Jon looked calm and calm.
"Who is the owner of this locket?" Slughorn asked tremblingly.
"I said, it once belonged to Tom..." Jon replied with a smile: "If it is with his mother's surname, it is Tom Gunter; and if it is with his father's surname... his name is'Tom Riddle' !"
Slughorn's hand flicked ~EbookFREE.me~ The wand in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".
"Are you his?" Instead of picking up his wand, he looked straight at Jon.
"It's half of it." Jon said honestly: "I played under him for a while..."
Slughorn’s cheeks were covered with sweat. He bent down, picked up his wand, and wiped it with his sleeve... At the same time, the thin red-glowing chain appeared faintly By his side.
"This is your plan... If you lose, threaten me with this?"
"Yeah...but obviously winning is safer...otherwise I don't know if you will deceive me in your answer, or don't tell me the complete answer!" Jon nodded and pointed to Slughuo. The chain on En's body: "I'm lucky... Professor Slughorn, I suggest you answer quickly, or you will be recognized as a'sworn-backer'!"
Slughorn snorted coldly, then lowered his voice: "The Horcrux is a very, very evil product of black magic..."