Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 277 Felix Felicis Unleashed! An Unexpected Turn of Events!

"Dali, do you want a bottle of Felix Felicis?"

After the party ended, Professor Slughorn asked Dudley, who had stayed behind alone and made a request to him, for confirmation.

“That’s right! Professor, I’ve recently hit a roadblock in one of my studies and need a little extra inspiration and luck to help me out.”

Dali confessed directly.

Professor Slughorn hesitated for a moment, then decided to help Dudley with this favor.

He waved his wand, causing a delicate box in his office to open automatically, revealing bottles and jars inside.

Then, a small, cone-shaped glass bottle, embedded in a groove in the very center of the box, slowly rose up and floated over.

Dudley looked closely and saw that the small conical glass bottle contained a golden potion, the color and state of which were like liquid gold, but there wasn't much of it; one big gulp was enough to drink it all.

"Dali, this Felix Felicis is extremely precious. Without a certain level of potion-making skill, you can't possibly make it. You must use it carefully."

Professor Slughorn, with a slight pang of regret, instructed, "Also, absolutely do not drink too much; take only a small sip at most."

Small doses of Felix Felicis can enhance one's luck and allow them to perform beyond their usual level, but excessive consumption can cause dizziness, recklessness, and arrogance, just like…

"It's like someone who's drunk and acts crazy."

Dudley chuckled and caught the floating Felix Felicis, then continued, following Professor Slughorn's lead, "Don't worry, Professor, I know what I'm doing."

Then, Dudley reached out and drew a circle in the air, taking out a large bottle of octopus venom from his personal space and handing it to Professor Slughorn.

The professor took it and examined it, then exclaimed with delight, "This is the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider? Such a big bottle? It looks to be of even better quality than the small bottle Severus gave me!"

"Professor, thank you for the Felix Felicis. This is my gift of gratitude."

Don't be too surprised; a group of forcibly tamed giant spiders are kept in the Forbidden Forest. Every year, they will provide venom, silk, and blood for the use of Hogwarts students and staff.

Dudley explained, “As long as you are still employed at Hogwarts, you will receive a certain share of these things every year.”

"so good?!"

Professor Slughorn exclaimed sincerely, "This re-employment at the university feels both familiar and strange to me!"

The castle remains the same, but the old friends have changed their demeanor, and their benefits are now far better than before.

A completely new look! A completely new look!

The professor sighed as he examined the vial of octopus venom closely against the office light source, his old face crinkling with a smile.

"Once you and the other newly hired professors have adapted to the special training in Hogsmeade Village, you will also be transformed."

Dudley responded with a smile, then took his leave and left Professor Slughorn's office.

They then headed straight to the eighth-floor "Every Request" room.

He refused to believe that with such extraordinary luck, he couldn't possibly fail to achieve results.

……

Today is Thursday, December 5, 1991.

The area outside Hogwarts Castle was already covered with a thick layer of snow, and snowflakes were still falling from the sky.

After class, many students will take a break and go to the playground to enjoy the snow scenery and have a snowball fight.

As everyone gazed at the massive black demonic symbol surrounded by the four beasts above the playground, they let out mechanical roars and joyful laughter amidst the fluttering snowflakes, showing no fear whatsoever.

Dudley did not go outside the castle to admire the beautiful scene.

In the magical item manufacturing room built by the House of Requirement, he was using all his alchemy and magical item modification techniques to create a regular octagonal amulet-shaped magical item.

Beside them, a ragged and pitiful Dementor, under the watchful eye of an orca guardian, hovered helplessly in mid-air.

It was enveloped in a dense, silvery-white protective energy, and it dared not move.

"Come, come! Give me some more of your 'flesh' so I can process it properly! I feel fantastic after drinking the Felix Felicis; I'm sure my soul-absorbing amulet design will be a success!"

Dudley spoke to the trembling Dementor, talking to himself.

As he spoke, he stretched out his blue-glowing hand, reaching into the silvery-white protective energy, grabbed the Dementor's small mouth, and tore off a piece of substance that looked like a dried-up gray jerky, still emitting black smoke.

Then, while it was still fresh, he used alchemy to transform it into an ink-like substance and injected it into the octagonal amulet semi-finished product on the workbench.

At the same time, they began to quickly sketch out strings of ancient runes and infuse them into the unfinished amulet.

The ink-like substance seeped into the amulet and then oozed out onto its surface, condensing into a swirling pattern and a ring of ancient runes.

Even after doing all that, Dali didn't stop.

He unleashed even greater magical power from his hands, continuously channeling it into the centaur hoof-like amulet embedded with the tail hair of a Thestral, micromanipulating and adjusting the magical structure within the amulet.

At the same time, a pool of blood from the eight-eyed giant spider automatically flew out of a large glass bottle on the workbench and, under the control of Dali's mental power, splashed directly onto the Soul-Sucking Amulet that was about to be completed.

Upon being drenched in the blood of the eight-eyed giant spider, the octagonal amulet immediately began to tremble uncontrollably.

Dudley held his breath and focused intently, continuing to use his magic to control the amulet as it received nourishment from the blood of the eight-eyed giant spider.

He knew that success or failure hinged on this moment. If the talisman stabilized, it would be a great success; if the talisman couldn't withstand the onslaught and started smoking or even exploded, it would be a complete failure.

At this critical moment, Dudley suddenly received a voice call request from Dumbledore through the Mirror Mark, which caught him off guard and caused his magic output to fluctuate.

"What the hell!"

Dali blurted out a speechless complaint.

He was extremely puzzled. He had drunk Felix Felicis, so how could he be so unlucky?

However, it wasn't long before Dali realized that he wasn't unlucky; rather, his luck had taken a sharp turn for the worse.

Dudley saw that the octagonal amulet on the workbench was shining brightly under the influence of the unexpected fluctuations in magic, pushing away Dudley's magical infusion.

As the light faded and dissipated, an exquisitely designed octagonal amulet lay quietly on the workbench, appearing completely undamaged and in perfect condition.

Dali stared at the amulet on the workbench with mixed feelings.

Through the system's evaluation, he realized that he had succeeded this time.

But this success was not quite what he had expected.

While answering Old Deng's voice call, Dali reviewed the identification information on the system panel again.