…Because of the trust you've placed in me, I cannot tolerate teaching you incorrect or haphazard knowledge."
Lucien's words struck Harry like lightning, leaving him stunned.
Before entering the magic world, Harry lived with his aunt and had always been a child who was disliked and mocked.
After encountering magic, he transformed into "The Boy Who Lived," and most people treated him with curiosity, more for a legend than for him.
Sometimes Harry really wanted to shout: I am Harry, I am just Harry!
He never expected Lucien to value his trust so much, to respect him in this way.
"Lucien, I… I will study hard!"
"Thank you!"
Harry didn't know how to express his emotion and joy, eventually condensing it into a promise and a thank you.
Lucien patted Harry's shoulder:
"Don't overthink it for now, keep studying."
Harry nodded emphatically and began to add the ingredients to the cauldron for brewing, following Lucien's instructions.
This time, he had no hesitation or confusion, diligently brewing the Potion.
Finally, a pot of faintly glowing, light blue soup was completely refined.
After checking the color and gently fanning to smell the aroma, Lucien nodded.
"Give it a try, your first Potion."
Harry was a little excited, using slightly trembling hands to scoop a spoonful of the Potion into a small metal bottle.
This was probably a single dose. Harry swallowed, then chugged the Bright eyes potion he had personally refined.
Watching Harry's posture, Lucien found it amusing.
How did this kid manage to drink a Potion with the same intensity as chugging a bottle?
A faint blue light appeared in Harry's eyes, then quickly vanished.
Taking off his glasses, Harry scanned the room, his voice excited:
"I can see clearly! The Potion I brewed worked!"
"Thank you, Lucien, thank you!"
Perhaps it was the effect of the Bright eyes potion combined with taking off his glasses, but Harry's emerald almond eyes appeared even brighter.
Lucien was very pleased. Besides Harry, Snape should probably thank him even more.
A Potion like Bright eyes potion isn't difficult, and Lucien believed that Snape could even brew a Potion that permanently cured nearsightedness.
So why couldn't Snape give Harry a bottle?
If he couldn't bring himself to do it openly, he could just secretly mix the Potion into Harry's food.
What, was it that Snape, though he wanted to see those emerald eyes, didn't dare to remove the barrier of the glasses and look directly, fearing he would think of her who could no longer open her eyes, think of her who passed those eyes on to Harry?
"Very well done, Harry, you're actually quite suited to learning Potion making."
Lucien directly praised and encouraged Harry. He knew that for children of this age, appropriate positive encouragement was very important.
Sure enough, Harry's face immediately showed excitement.
"Ah, thank you, I, I, Lucien, it's still because you teach so well!"
Lucien nodded slightly, a teachable student.
"Alright, now I won't watch. You brew the Bright eyes potion again by yourself."
Harry paused, letting out an "Ah."
"While the feeling is still fresh, practice a few more times to solidify your knowledge."
Lucien also understood that children of this age are prone to getting carried away, and repeated practice is very important.
Regarding Lucien's words, Harry was now without a doubt, and immediately began scrubbing the pot to prepare for Potion making.
Lucien himself walked towards the basin-sized cauldron provided by Hagrid.
At the same time, he communicated with the system in his mind:
"I want to borrow beginner finished Potions (daily loan), specifically customized: five portions each of More-More Fertilizer, Weed-Clear Spirit, and Bug-Run Away Potions, and one portion of cloak oil Potion."
"Five portions each of the first three, and one portion of cloak oil."
Lucien figured that since the demand for fertilizer, herbicide, and insecticide was high, he might as well brew more at once.
Moreover, Hagrid's cauldron was large enough, making one brewing session more convenient.
Items have been issued to the system space, available for retrieval at any time.
Task: Successfully brew five portions each of More-More Fertilizer, Weed-Clear Spirit, and Bug-Run Away Potions, and one portion of cloak oil.
Lucien began to process the ingredients. He had already memorized the recipes for these three Potions used for growing vegetables, as well as the cloak oil he had exchanged from Snape.
He was very fast. Thanks to his precise control of magic, Lucien directly used spells to help him quickly process raw materials, then manipulated the ingredients to fly into the large cauldron one by one for brewing.
Of course, this would not be allowed in Snape's class.
But he wouldn't come flying over with his cloak, would he?
Harry had just finished brewing a portion of Bright eyes potion on his own.
Lucien had already completed the brewing of four types of Potions.
Ding, the host has successfully brewed five types of Potions. The improved Potion recipe (weekly loan) has been repaid.
Phew, it feels good to be out of debt.
After checking Harry's work, Lucien pointed out deficiencies and methods for correction.
Seeing that the two had finally finished and seemed to have some free time.
Hagrid, who had been observing, rubbed his hands and couldn't help but speak:
"You two, you really can brew Potions?"
He hadn't wanted to say that he thought the two young Wizards were just playing around, but he hadn't expected them to actually learn Potions when they said they would.
Harry looked at Hagrid with a slight puzzlement, not quite understanding what he wanted to express.
Lucien, meanwhile, handed the three types of freshly brewed vegetable-growing Potions to Hagrid.
"Hagrid, these Potions are fertilizer, herbicide, and insecticide, respectively."
"I saw you planted a lot of vegetables in the garden next to you. You should find these Potions useful."
"Thank you for providing us with a room and materials."
Lucien didn't like owing people things; if he could repay, he would.
Moreover, by taking a loan from the system, he essentially got extra Potions for free.
He might as well give these ready-made vegetable-growing Potions to Hagrid to thank him for his help.
Hagrid wanted to push the Potions back, but he was afraid of using too much force and hurting Lucien, so he just waved his hands repeatedly:
"No, no, no, Harry is my friend, and you are Harry's friend."
"I'm happy to help you, you don't need to give me these."
Lucien smiled. This Half-Giant was indeed a straightforward and kind person.
"Heh heh, Hagrid, I am Harry's friend, and Harry is your friend, so you are also my friend."
"Is there anything wrong with helping a friend grow bigger, tastier vegetables?"