Chapter 478 Veritaserum

Slughorn's expression was a little strange. Just as Mike regarded Slughorn as a tiger deliberately pretending to be a pig, Mike's status in Slughorn's eyes was also very high.

Slughorn was extremely impressed by Mike's talent, strength, wisdom, wealth and charisma. He even dared to believe that as long as Mike was given some time, he would sooner or later become the best in the entire country and even Europe. Noble and wealthy people.

Slughorn was convinced of this. He believed in his own vision, so he tried every means to make friends with Mike.

But recent events have allowed Slughorn to see another side of Mike.

Crazy, violent, vicious, decisive and indifferent to life.

When he posted a reward order, the entire Hogwarts and even the thousands of desperadoes outside went crazy. All of this made Slughorn fearful. He no longer dared to appear in front of Mike. He pretended to be a wall, because he found that the other party could easily crush him to death with just a wave of his hand.

So when he found out that Mike came to visit him, Slughorn actually refused in his heart. He had a hunch that the other person coming to visit him at this time must have very troublesome things to do, but the other person was surprisingly polite, and, The question raised turned out to be only about the side effects of Veritaserum.

This made Slughorn a little confused.

Fortunately, Slughorn was also someone who had experienced strong winds and waves. He quickly reacted and said:

"The side effects of the truth serum cannot be eliminated. After all, this formula has been perfected to the extreme, and there is no room for improvement."

"Yeah?"

Mike sighed lightly, but the expression on his face was not that disappointing.

He was ready to leave. Since his questions had been answered, there was no need for him to stay here any longer.

But just as he turned around to leave, Slughorn said again:

"But there are still potions that have similar effects to Veritaserum but have minimal side effects."

With that, Slughorn waved his wand.

A thick grimoire flew to Mike from the bookshelf behind him and opened it automatically.

"Look, this is it." Slughorn pointed at a line of words written in ancient runes with the tip of his staff and said to Mike, "Truth Potion, its effect is also to make the user only tell the truth. But the effect is much worse than that of Veritaserum. Well, the duration is about half, and there is a certain chance that the other party will talk nonsense, making it impossible to ask. But just like its weak effect, its side effects are also very Xiao, people who take this medicine will only feel a little dazed, and this symptom will be cured as long as they take a sleep."

Slughorn had obviously entered the teaching mode. His spittle flew everywhere, and Mike had to step back slightly to avoid being sprayed by the droplets.

"Is this...really useful?"

Mike asked in disbelief. He had never had hope for Slughorn. He's just here to show off.

But now it seems that the other party is obviously much more powerful than he expected.

"Of course it works. I prepared this potion when I was young and experimented on a Muggle. This potion is absolutely effective!" After saying this, Slughorn's expression changed, and he waved his hands in panic. He stared at Mike with his big eyes and said, "Oh! You heard me wrong just now. I said I did experiments on a leper dwarf. Yes, leper dwarf! Experiments on Muggles and so on. It’s illegal, I won’t do something so inhumane!”

Mike looked at Slughorn coldly. The other person's words once again reminded Mike of the status of Muggles in the eyes of wizards.

Just like humans use monkeys and orangutans for experiments, wizards also use Muggles for magic research. In the eyes of wizards, Muggles are a perfect experimental material. After all, Muggles' bodies and Wizards are pretty much the same.

Mike recalled that he had learned all kinds of esoteric potions, transfiguration, and black magic, and his body couldn't help but shudder. Behind this knowledge, he didn't know how many innocent lives were ruthlessly taken away.

Mike himself is a man with bloody hands, but he still has an instinctive aversion to human experiments. This has nothing to do with the Virgin or not, but the latter is too desperate.

Beads of sweat began to appear on Slughorn's cheeks, and the expression on his face began to become a little frightened.

All this was because Mike's expression began to become more and more frightening, as if he was about to take out his wand and cast a death curse on himself at any time.

Slughorn backed away slowly, and at the same time reached into his suit lining pocket and grabbed a small glass bottle, which contained Folin, which was one of his last resorts to save his life.

However, what Slughorn was worried about did not happen. The ferocious look on Mike's face quickly disappeared and returned to the previous smile.

But as long as you observe carefully, you can find that although Mike's face is full of smiles, it gives people the feeling of being smiling. The original kindness has completely disappeared, replaced by It's pure coldness.

"I have another question, Professor." Mike said, "Since the side effects of this truth potion are so low and the effect is acceptable, why is everyone using truth potion now?"

Slughorn had obviously not recovered from the shock just now. He still had his hands in his suit lining pockets and stuttered:

"This...this is because of the cost. The cost of preparing the truth potion is very high, almost twice that of the truth serum. In addition, it is more difficult to make than the truth serum, so gradually no one makes it. It has. In fact, it is almost lost, and now there are basically only a dozen people in Europe who know how to configure it.”

"Is that so?" Mike said with a smile, "Then can I ask the professor to help me make some mantra potions? I'm sorry to say it, but I need more potions, probably enough for 100 people. However, You can rest assured that I will provide all the materials, including you, and I will also prepare a generous reward."

"This... of course there is no problem. It is my duty as a professor to help students."

"Then I won't disturb your rest."

With that said, Mike slowly exited the office.

As the office door was gently closed, Slughorn finally breathed a sigh of relief. Mike's appearance just now was so scary that he almost thought he was going to die.

Breathing heavily, Slughorn instinctively reached for the cigar over there to take a puff to calm his shock, but what he touched was just a ball of ashes.

He looked down and saw that the half-smoked cigar had long since burned out, and the expensive carpet under his feet had also had a big hole burned by the cigarette butts.

"Merlin's beard..."

Slughorn instinctively cursed, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the office door was opened.

"Oh! By the way, Professor. I forgot to mention just now that there is absolutely no need for you to keep the matter I asked you a secret. If anyone asks about it, just tell him the truth. So, this time I really say goodbye. professor."

The office door was gently closed again, but the expression on Slughorn's face was very wonderful, because he didn't receive any warning when Mike opened the door just now. He spent a lot of money to decorate it. The restrictions on the door seemed to not exist at all in front of Mike!

…

On Monday, Hogwarts finally returned to some of its school appearance. Various damages caused by student riots in the castle were quickly restored thanks to the efforts of the house elves and the punitive labor of many erring students.

The subjects taught by various professors have basically returned to normal, and even Slughorn, who had been cowardly hiding in his office since the beginning of the incident, has returned to the podium.

I have to say this is a good thing, especially for fifth and seventh grade students.

Because no matter how severe the external situation is, they have to take the OWL and NEWT exams this year that can determine their future lives. You must know that there is no chance to repeat at Hogwarts.

Now that classes have resumed, students should go to class.

This is a philosophy that Dumbledore firmly adheres to, and even students like Mike are no exception.

Ever since, Mike ran to class holding his book.

What they are going to take this morning is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class. The task assigned by Professor McGonagall is to turn a mouse into a cat. This is a relatively difficult task for sixth grade students because it involves biology. Regarding behavioral habits, if you create a cat that gnaws and bites like a mouse, it will not be qualified.

Hermione was the happiest person to be able to go to class again, but it was different for others, especially the students who participated in the riots. Most of them still had bruises and scars on their faces. This was angry. Professor Snape left it for them.

These people waved their wands with a sad expression. Due to their poor mental state, the cats they created also looked a little depressed.

Mike didn't sympathize with them at all. What they had done before was really bad, so in the following days of this semester, they had to complete a lot of studies while using their spare time to complete the punishments given by the professors, including obligations. Labor, review reports and confinement.

Professor McGonagall's expression on the podium was not very good either. Her mouth was tightly pursed from beginning to end of the class. Anyone who knew her well knew that this was a sign that she was angry.

And if you want to say who is the most relaxed in the whole class, it must be Mike.

It only took him five minutes to turn the mouse he had sent into a clingy black cat. Then he read a magic book called "The Magic of Language" as if no one else was around, completely ignoring it. Professor McGonagall's eyes were almost murderous.

After a Transfiguration class, the Ravenclaw student sitting next to Mike was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

He was so afraid of Professor McGonagall that just the murderous aura emanating from Professor McGonagall scared him so much that he almost couldn't hold his wand.

At 11 o'clock sharp, Professor McGonagall announced the end of get out of class on time. This is one of Professor McGonagall's characteristics. She will never be late in class.

When Professor McGonagall walked away in high-heeled shoes, the whole classroom came to life. Everyone walked to the restaurant with each other, some were punished corporally, and some were severely punished and needed help to walk.

Mike also packed up and got up and walked to the door alone. Franklin skipped class today to help Mike.

"Mike!"

Hermione's familiar voice came from behind. Mike looked back, and sure enough, the Harry trio were behind him.

"What a coincidence that you are here, let's go have dinner together." Mike said with a smile, "Harry, Ron, I can share some of my lunch with you later. The house elves in the kitchen have gone crazy recently. , more and more food was served to me, and I was embarrassed to waste food, so I had to bite the bullet and finish it every time, which felt so uncomfortable. "

Hearing this, Harry and Ron both nodded quickly. They also felt that the house elves in the kitchen were crazy. But unlike Mike, the food the house elves gave them to Gryffindor was always pitifully small, and they were never full.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the two foodies, and then looked at Mike with a worried expression.

"Mike, are you really going to use that weakened Veritaserum called Truth Potion to torture every student in the school?"

Mike raised his eyebrows and said:

"Who told you?"

"We listened to what Angelina said, but it doesn't matter because Angelina also listened to what others said."

"Yes, in fact, the fact that you want to feed all the teachers and students to drink the truth potion has spread throughout Hogwarts."

"Let me tell you, this is really not a good idea. Although Azkaban is no longer around, this matter is illegal after all. Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic cannot turn a blind eye!"

The three of them, Harry and Hermione, explained the general outline of the matter. Mike nodded repeatedly. After they finished speaking, he tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to raise, and pretended to be firm. He said:

"This matter is non-negotiable. This is the only way to find the assassin. I will never give up."

Mike spoke a little loudly, and many students around him heard what he said. After hearing what he said, they all sped up, fearing that Mike would find him.

Hermione and Harry's expressions weren't very good either. They didn't expect Mike to be so stubborn.

But as friends, they cannot sit back and watch their best friend go astray. With this belief, Hermione is ready to persuade Mike again.

But before she could speak, Mike waved his hand to signal her to stop talking, pointed in the direction of the auditorium and said:

"Okay, let's not talk about this now. Let's go eat first."

With that said, Mike turned and walked towards the auditorium.

Harry and the others looked at each other, and finally took steps to follow Mike.