Chapter 50: Interested in Learning Potions?

"Great!"

Upon hearing this, Malfoy nearly burst into laughter.

"It seems like it's not that the potion was made too well but rather too poorly. Just wait, Professor Snape will surely give him a hard time."

Hermione and Harry felt concerned for Dudley, but due to Snape's intimidation, they had no choice but to leave the classroom.

After everyone left, only Snape and Dudley remained in the classroom.

To be honest, spending time alone with Snape was quite stressful, especially in a room filled with potion ingredients. It was tormenting.

After a brief silence, Snape took the initiative to speak.

"Have you made this before?"

Snape took out the bottle of perfectly crafted Boil Treating Potion.

"No," Dudley shook his head. "This is my first time brewing this potion."

Dudley specified this potion, not that it was his first time making a potion. Snape keenly caught this detail.

"Have you brewed other potions before?"

"Yes." Dudley nodded, honestly answering, "Minor Elixir of Increase, Sluggish Elixir, Enhancing Elixir, Bone Regeneration, White Lily Essence, and Blood-Replenishing Potion."

Listening to Dudley list various potion names like ordering dishes, Snape's expression gradually became complex.

"Show me."

Snape extended a hand toward Dudley.

Without much ado, Dudley slowly retrieved vials of potions from his bag, neatly arranging the finished potions in front of Snape.

"Without your guidance, my skills are quite limited."

Snape casually picked up one vial for a closer look.

"Indeed, very poor, slightly better than goblins in the potato field."

Dudley was momentarily choked by the blunt assessment. Although he had used the Data-Magic Eye before making these potions, he was generally satisfied. Describing his skills as limited was just modesty.

Do you understand modesty?

Unbeknownst to Dudley, while Snape's face displayed disdain, he was secretly astonished. In terms of potion-making skill, Dudley was inferior to Lily and even Snape himself.

However, regarding the variety of potions, Dudley surpassed both him and Lily when they were in their first year.

Snape's benchmark for evaluation was his and Lily's skill level at the end of the first year. Dudley was just starting Hogwarts, and his potion-making was evidently self-taught.

He possessed innate talent for potions or, more precisely, an aptitude for brewing. Much like his mother.

"Just a little inferior to Lily."

Snape, a rare potion master in the wizarding world, could discern Dudley's talents in various aspects. This reminded him of the few times he visited the Evans family, tasted Petunia's cooking, and found it quite good.

In a sense, potion-making was quite similar to cooking.

"Your brewing technique is quite similar to your mother's," Snape suddenly remarked.

"Do you know my mother?" Dudley asked.

Snape's expression became somewhat unnatural. "We had some acquaintance; we were once neighbors."

Petunia, unable to attend Hogwarts, wasn't very friendly with wizard friends who visited Lily's home. She even called him a freak and claimed that any acquaintance they had was only because of Lily. After the incident in fifth grade, all contact was severed.

He didn't expect Petunia's son to come to Hogwarts and possess excellent potion-making talent. He had assumed they were all Muggles.

" Are you the Mr. Severus that my mother once mentioned?"

Snape noticeably hesitated. "Mentioned me?"

Snape said, clearly Petunia would mention him to Dudley, something he didn't expect.

"Some time before coming to Hogwarts, my mother told me and Harry a lot about the wizarding world, including some people and things about her and Aunt Lily when they were young." "

Actually, she yearned for this place very much and cherished Lily. My aunt's friend."

Petunia had completely untied her knot. In order to let Dudley and Harry live their life at Hogwarts, she told them a lot of information she learned through Lily.

Although many of them were from twenty years ago, the wizarding world has not changed much over the years.

Dudley clearly felt that Snape's body trembled slightly when he mentioned Aunt Lily.

Snape suddenly thought of something, and suddenly raised his head and stared at Dudley with his empty, lifeless eyes, until Dudley felt a little scared.

Snape suddenly raised his head, staring blankly into Dudley's eyes until Dudley felt a bit unnerved.

"I understand. Petunia's child being so outstanding must be inheriting Lily's talent."

In scientific terms, Dudley inheriting Lily's talent could be explained through genetics. If the talent for potion-making were considered a recessive gene X, both Petunia and Lily possessed this gene. However, Petunia lacked the conditions to become a witch, so the gene remained dormant. Dudley became a wizard, activating this gene.

Of course, Snape was more inclined to think that it was Lily guiding him.

See, inheriting Lily's excellent potion-making talent, the close relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin, exactly like the version of him and Lily from back then—there couldn't be such a coincidence in the world.

Of course, he's a bit more robust than I was.

Professor Snape had a relatively slim physique during his school days.

How to put it? These wizards don't believe in science; they believe in fate and prophecies.

Even powerful wizards like Voldemort and Dumbledore were very superstitious about fate. Voldemort even went to kill the Potter family based on a prophecy, and he did end up being defeated as the prophecy foretold.

Dudley was different; he didn't believe in prophecies, he believed in muscles.

"You," Snape stared sternly at Dudley, dragging out his words for a long time. Just when Dudley was about to throw a punch at him, Snape continued, "Do you want to learn potions from me?"

In fact, Snape had long planned to pass on everything he had learned in his life, but he just hadn't found the right opportunity.

As a proud potion master, his standards were exceptionally high. To learn potions from him, at the very least, one needed to possess half of Lily's potion-making talent. In Snape's eyes, Lily's talent in potions was infinite, and even half of infinite was still infinite.

Now, he believed that he received guidance from Lily, and that's why he said this. If there ever comes a day when he no longer feels this way, or if Dudley refuses or doesn't respond positively, then there won't be another chance.

Moreover, this was just an opportunity. If Dudley's abilities were insufficient and he couldn't grasp it, he would still be abandoned.

The wizarding world doesn't have the habit of "one day as a master, a lifetime as a father" in taking apprentices.

"Of course, it's my honor, Professor Snape."

(End of this chapter)

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