Chapter 140 The Arrogant Old Bat

"Sit down -" Snape looked at everyone, "Why didn't I see you write down this knowledge point?"

The old bat was as intimidating as ever. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads and started writing.

Daisy sat down in a daze. She never imagined that her first extra points would come from the Potions class.

Little White Flower thought with some excitement, this Professor Snape is not as mean as others said.

She was even a little confused, because Harry said that it was almost normal for him to get points deducted in Snape's class. If there was no point deducted in any class - it proved that Snape's main target of firepower that day was Xiao kindness.

As for extra points? Harry's best friend Ron Weasley said this: "If Snape gives Harry points one day, then he must be controlled by someone else."

On the podium, Snape walked slowly. His voice was as weak as if squeezed out from between his teeth, but every student could hear it clearly.

"...You are not yet qualified to prepare these high-level potions," he introduced the potions in the dozen or so crucibles and continued slowly, "However, this does not prevent me from giving you some hope - Like a small bottle of Felixir."

"In the first lesson, you will learn to brew a healing potion to treat boils. This is enough to drain your poor brains - if someone can complete it perfectly, she will get this meager reward."

The little wizards who had just come into contact with potions suddenly became excited, including Daisy.

However, her desire for the elixir was not that great. Her mother was brewing it in the potion preparation room, which was to be given to Sean. Of course, her mother also promised her that she would also give herself a bottle as a gift.

Daisy's excitement came from refining the potion. Being able to study like a normal person at Hogwarts was something she had longed for.

Snape dragged his long black robes back and forth around the classroom, sternly pointing out any little wizard who made a mistake.

"Stupid operation - you must have never turned even one page of the potions textbook, right? I do know your father. It seems that you have not inherited even one-tenth of his talent." Snape faced a The boy named Kurt Reddy said.

Reddy's face flushed, and the freckles on his nose trembled with shame and fear.

He didn't know why Professor Snape was targeting him like this. This was already the third time - only twenty minutes had passed since this class. Did he have any grudge against his Auror father, whom he had always been proud of?

Daisy also saw this scene. Although what Professor Snape said was indeed shocking, she didn't have much sympathy for the boy.

She still remembered that when she ran to the barstool during the sorting ceremony, the boy whistled to her.

Daisy didn't like people like that - why wasn't everyone as polite as Sean?

Of course, if he is just polite and well-educated, he is still not as good as Sean... Xiao Baihua looked at the crucible being licked by a slow fire with his green eyes, and was still rubbing the medicinal materials to be added next, feeling in his heart He muttered to himself.

"Remove the crucible from the fire and add the porcupine quills." A voice suddenly reminded beside him.

Daisy turned her head in a panic, but she only saw Snape's back. He seemed to be just passing by and reminding herself.

Not so mean... Daisy muttered, removed the cauldron and added porcupine quills, and then excitedly discovered that her potion had turned into the dark gray color mentioned in the book.

However, at the end of the first potion lesson, Daisy did not get a perfect potion. She was a little upset - she had cooked the tentacled slugs at the wrong temperature, which greatly reduced the potion's effect.

Snape looked at everyone's potions and kept pointing out various mistakes in a gloomy tone. Many students blushed. Kurt Reddy, who had been scolded during the class, even had his points deducted - he didn't Be careful about burning your own crucible.

When he walked to Daisy, Snape paused, and said expressionlessly: "When cooking tentacle slugs, you need to adjust the heat three times, each time lower than the last time, and then cook the slugs' pus Add the liquid to the potion immediately after it evaporates to dryness within half a minute - do you understand?"

"Yes, Professor." Daisy nodded quickly.

Snape left one sentence and walked away: "Not bad for a wizard who is new to potions. Five points for Ravenclaw."

He walked back to the podium: "Obviously, no one can meet my simplest requirements-but, because you are freshmen, I will give you one more chance."

Snape put his hands on the podium, and his greasy black hair hung down from his forehead: "My promise is still valid. I will brew another potion in the next class. You can go find someone to learn some experience," he emphasized this. One sentence, "Maybe it helps..."

"get out of class is over."

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"As a Ravenclaw student, you actually got extra points from Snape!" In the Ravenclaw lounge, Hermione covered her mouth in disbelief.

Opposite the chair, Daisy, who was habitually curled up, blinked in confusion. Ever since she told Hermione and Sean about her first Potions lesson, the two of them had been looking weird.

Hermione couldn't believe it, while Sean looked up at the sky with blank eyes.

"I think, Professor Snape, it's not as bad as you say?" she said cautiously.

Sean sighed, he rubbed Daisy's head, just like he often did to his sister Ella, and then said in the girl's somewhat heated eyes: "Daisy, I have a hunch that you can offset me Points deducted from Snape's class."

Little Baihua bit her lip in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "But I didn't do very well... The previous Potions professor was Mr. Slughorn, right? Harry was in the first class After getting the elixir of blessing, I’m not that good..."

"Snape's requirements are higher, and you performed very well," Hermione glanced at Sean and said sarcastically, "You are much better than Sean anyway."

Sean blinked: "...Okay, I admit it."

Daisy's eyebrows curved into crescent moons. She especially liked the feeling of having someone to chat with.

The three of them talked for a while, and Daisy mentioned the next class: "Professor Snape said he would give us one more chance, but we don't know what potion we will refine in the next class..."

Hermione also frowned: "Snape and Slughorn have different teaching methods. Our experience in first grade may not be effective..."

Sean laughed dryly: "I have an idea..."

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