"A practical and effective potion requires the participation of the wand. Of course, it is not stupid. The continuous wave of the wand is waving. Just a slight wave at a critical moment is enough to cause a wonderful change in the materials in the crucible..."

"So the Muggles can't understand this wonderful process, and so do the squibs," Snape said slowly.

On the weekend of the first week after school, Professor Flivie held an afternoon tea party with the excuse of celebrating Professor Moody's recovery, although in Felix's view, the tough-style former Auror didn't need these things.

Moody ate what he brought on his own, and didn't even touch the exquisite refreshments on the table.

When he appears here, it means that Snape's short week's substitute career is over, so when Felix asks about potions, he seems cold.

Snape sat on a soft chair and said slowly about the topic just now: "We don't rule out the following situation: some simple potions can spontaneously produce effects without the participation of a magic wand or even the fine guidance of magic. But that is more similar to stimulating the characteristics that the potion material originally has. In the eyes of those who truly understand potions, they only get a half-finished product."

Felix knew that the pet tonic formula he gave to Felchi was in this case without a magic wand. The main material was dragon blood. As for those auxiliary materials, it only played the role of stimulating and easeing the dragon blood characteristics.

For wizards, some potions have similar effects as spells. Which one is related to the wizard itself? In other words, they will choose the simplest or most effective method among potions and spells to achieve their goal.

Perhaps money is also an important consideration.

For example, Happy Mantra and Happy Mantra can be replaced by each other in most cases. Happy Mantra is the content of the third grade curse teaching, while Happy Mantra is only available in the advanced magic potion improvement class in the sixth grade. However, if you ignore this seemingly insignificant magic class when you are in school, it is not easy to learn Happy Mantra through self-study, especially the poor Happy Mantra will have side effects such as hysteria and laughter.

In this case, most wizards choose to go to the pharmacy store to buy a delight.

Frivey waved his wand, letting an enamel teapot bend over, and filling the cup in front of him, "I heard that some wizards choose to use magic rituals instead of wands when making potions, Severus?"

"There are also repeated spells..." Snape said, "This situation usually occurs in the medieval period. Some shallow wizards cannot control their own magic, so they naturally cannot guide and control finely, so they choose this method."

Felix muttered: "I seem to have seen similar statements somewhere."

"I guess it's the fairy tale of the Muggles? There are indeed some wizards who are not cautious enough, who are discovered and then burned to death with fire." Snape glanced at him and said.

"That's a long time ago, we'd better talk about something else," said Professor McGonagall uneasy, turning to the side, "Professor Moody, are you going to go back to class next Monday?"

"It's been delayed for a long time," Moody bit a piece of chicken that looked very bland. "I plan to solve it during the holidays and don't delay class! But Professor Hayp insists on completing the last round of inspections..."

"Have your memory not recovered yet?" Professor McGonagall asked him, but his eyes turned to Felix.

"Voldemort's methods are very rude, and he lost more memories than I had originally expected. Maybe it was because his soul was also stained with black magic?" Felix said softly.

"At least I haven't become an idiot yet, right?" Moody said sternly, letting out a short laugh, stretching out his greasy hand to grab the cup on the table. The moment his fingertips touched the cup, he stopped as if he was electrocuted.

He took off the wine pot on his waist silently and poured it on his mouth. After drinking it, he said in a rough manner: "I lost the original one, this one, this one was brand new, given by Albus... He was very considerate in these things."

‘It actually has an impact,’ thought Felix, ‘not only is it a memory problem, but his reaction will also slow down, and his combat power will be worse than before.’

What he did during this period was to eliminate the adverse effects as much as possible.

Moody gritted his teeth and started chewing off a piece of chicken, and chewed it up. He said indifferently: "Compared with Old Bati, I am already good. His body is broken, and I guess I can't last a few years in the Azkaban."

"Batty Crouch was locked in?" Frivey asked sharply.

Several people looked over, and Moody said rudely: "Yes, what Kingsley told me was what he insisted on. He and Fudge had talked alone before being taken to prison." Seeing the strange eyes of others, he waved his hand rudely and almost hit Frieve's nose. "Oh sorry, Professor Frieve, don't ask me, I don't know what they said, maybe it's related to Voldemort?"

"As for whether Fudge would believe it, no one knows." He said again, "That man looked indecisive, but in fact he was quite paranoid and wishful thinking. But no matter what, he didn't seem to want to cause too much panic. He suppressed Barty's affairs, and many people thought he was retired!"

He grinned and smiled sarcastically.

"I can't listen to him. I must remind you of some things. It's better than ignoring everything when things are at the beginning."

"Professor Moody," Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, "You, uh, you don't want to do something to the little wizard, are you? Some of the previous practices..." She quickly cleared her throat, looking embarrassed.

"Do you want to say what I did before? Some classes were not taken by me, but they really suited my wishes." Moody smiled briefly and said with a grim smile: "He imitated quite like him. I have taught him for a while, so there is something to do with this."

The others stared at Moody in a daze.

Moody laughed and said, "Old Batty wants to train his son to be an Auror. He has been training with those candidates since the fourth grade, and has been training longer than the average Auror. By the time he graduates, his grades are far ahead."

"I remember he got twelve certificates," Flivie said. "Since I taught, only a few people have received this honor."

"What I'm talking about is not those paper results, but the collective evaluation of the Aurors. I also taught him the part of detecting and setting traps for a while. At that time, everyone thought that Crouch Jr. would become an excellent Auror and take over his class!"

Everyone felt a little uncomfortable. The better Barty Crouch performed during school, the more it was in a strong contrast to his subsequent monetization. Instead of becoming an Auror, he chose to become a Death Eater.

Flivie changed the topic and said: "Felix, the gift you gave me is very good. I have seen it. I have to say that some of the gestures in Africa are very good and can be used as an auxiliary means. I am ready to add it to the open teaching content."

Felix smiled and said, "I asked a few friends to ask them to recommend the book list to me..."

Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "Wagard's teaching method is very different from Hogwarts. They will determine the research direction very early, so they can disassemble and integrate a lot of advanced content into teaching in the lower grades. However, Hogwarts is different. Only a small part of the students who actually choose deformation in the sixth grade."

"What about the deformation of the human body? Maybe it can be placed in your deformation club?" Felix suggested.

“It’s really a good way,” said Professor McGonagall. “My club only absorbs sixth and seventh grade students who have gone through the OWLs exam and a lot of the skills are naturally mastered, like the ‘pre-knowledge’ you mentioned?”

She said a difficult word, "However, Vagado has not had much knowledge of deformation outside, so it is very common for the deformation of African elephants. However, if the innate conditions are not enough, it may only become a malnourished thin elephant. From this perspective, it is not as good as Animagus."

Felix also said in agreement: "Animagus has a certain degree of randomness after all, and it is related to the psychological state of each wizard. If he turns into a snail, it is better to choose an African elephant."

Professor McGonagall looked over sternly: "Felix, you haven't learned Animagus privately, have you?"
Chapter completed!