Chapter 0948 The First Potion Class of the New School Year (?·? ·?)?

Ding ding dong~! ??

After the administrator of Hogwarts, the squib Argus Filch rang the bell for the end of class, soon, the thirty or forty fourth-year students of Hogwarts finally let go Like a heavy load, they rushed out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom in a hurry, as if some terrible monsters were chasing and intimidating them in the classroom?

And when the rest of the students of the same grade were almost gone, Harry, Hermione and Ron, the three last group, held their respective textbooks and squeezed out from inside with a hint of haste. .

And after the three left, the classroom was already empty, except for one of them who was still sitting, leaning on a cane by the podium, with a head of old white hair, an old face full of scars, and a blue magic weapon. The slovenly old man with alchemy prosthetic eyes was drinking something from a silver curved wine bottle, and there was no one else.

And that sloppy old man, who appeared at the last moment on the day of the opening ceremony, shocked the teachers and students present, and was appointed by Dumbledore as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts for this school year, responsible for Mad-Eye, who taught hundreds of students in the school Defense Against the Dark Arts—Alastor Moody!

"Hey!"

"Hermione! And Ron!"

"What do you think of this Defense Against the Dark Arts class? Isn't it great? I have never met a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor like Professor Alastor Moody. He actually taught us to fight and identify Those three terrible spells, and even handed over those three spells to us, that's really awesome!"

Having just come out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and was about to walk to the Potions class, Harry couldn't bear the excitement, so he finally couldn't help but kept cheering to the two companions beside him.

'...'

'...'

It's just that, unlike his excitement alone, Ron next to him seemed a little frightened, and Hermione also frowned silently, holding her own textbook and following behind the two of them. , looked dull, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Harry!"

"The three spells are Unforgivable Curses. It's fine for Professor Moody to show us, because he is a retired Auror and a professor at the school, and the target of the spells is spiders..."

"But,

He also taught us the mantra directly, which is very bad, very bad! ! "

Hermione felt that that kind of spell should not be exposed to them, the fourth grade students, and that Professor Moody shouldn't use that kind of spell to teach them, the lower grade students!

Or, at least the students in the sixth and seventh grades who have completed the .Ls exam in the fifth grade, are it necessary to selectively come into contact with them?

"That's the Unforgivable Curse!"

Hermione repeated it again to the carefree companion in front of her, who didn't care at all.

"Anyone who uses any of them will definitely cause serious consequences and be arrested by the Ministry of Magic and locked up in Azkaban! Harry, I know you secretly wrote down those three spells in a notebook , However, I must warn you, you must not act recklessly!"

"In short!"

"Professor Moody's approach is really terrible. If he continues to teach like that, he will definitely be complained by students or parents!!"

Surprisingly, this was the first time Hermione had said in private that a certain professor was not...

Because, in her opinion, that Professor Moody's teaching method is too radical, even she was frightened by the other party's way of controlling, torturing and killing the poisonous spider, let alone other students.

And this is why the students left in a hurry as soon as the get out of class bell rang, and they didn't want to stay with that Professor Moody for an extra minute! And if it wasn't because Harry went to consult the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, she and Ron would have left with the others long ago.

"??"

"Oh no! I didn't say I was going to mess around!"

"But, Hermione, as you know, he is the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor invited by Professor Dumbledore this year. Since Professor Dumbledore did not intervene, it proves that Professor Moody's approach is correct and allowed! And I think he should teach like that, and better teach more, not exactly according to the textbook?"

"Only in that way can we learn more and more useful things!!"

It was not easy to find a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts that he liked and was interested in. Harry would not let Hermione criticize him, so he immediately defended him spontaneously.

Anyway, in his opinion, that Professor Moody is indeed very good. Harry expressed his satisfaction, and hoped that in the next year, the other party could teach them more and more practical spells and techniques. Preferably those unique experiences and spells that the opponent had when he was an Auror?

You know, Harry is determined to choose to be an Auror after graduation, and then participate in the glorious cause of fighting against Death Eaters, mysterious people and dark wizards, and fight on the front line of defending wizards! But now, the knowledge that Professor Moody taught them is what he most wants to learn at present.

"you are wrong!"

"Harry, I think that's probably not necessarily the instruction of Professor Dumbledore, it's just that Professor Moody himself is too messy, he shouldn't do that, at least he shouldn't treat us low graders teaching that spell!"

After finishing speaking, Hermione also subconsciously looked into the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom behind the three of them.

When she saw that Professor Moody, who was far enough away and was still drinking that smelly strange thing in the classroom, did not come out, and certainly did not hear her words, she lowered her voice and brought Said with a trace of complaint.

Because, she had come into contact with some extremely profound and terrifying spells from that magic book two years ago, but she understood the harm of easily contacting such things better than the two companions in front of her!

"No!"

"Hermione! Now the Death Eaters have started to come out, and you all saw the Quidditch World Cup that night. They burned the entire camp and released the Dark Mark! Now we have reason to believe that, The mysterious man will definitely be back soon, and it is absolutely right for us to learn how to fight against those Death Eaters who are good at using the Unforgivable Curse in advance!"

"So, Hermione... I don't think Professor Moody did anything wrong!"

"And Professor Dumbledore invited a retired former Auror to return to the school to teach, so there must be a reason for him to do that?"

Harry was still very sure that he was right, and he firmly defended that Professor Moody.

Because he now felt that the other party must be the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor he had encountered during his four years of study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, bar none! Compared with the current Professor Moody, the previous three, except Professor Lupine taught them important skills in dealing with dementors, whether it was Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort, or the bragging Jill Dro Lockhart is definitely not qualified.

Originally, Harry thought that it must be a good idea if Professor Anne could be their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but now, he suddenly changed his mind again. He insisted that Professor Moody Is it really a good candidate?

"that……"

"Harry, I also think it's not good for Professor Moody to do that... Didn't you see it just now? Neville was almost frightened, how could he act like that..."

"That Professor Moody must be crazy!"

"I've heard of it, it seems... that Mad-Eye Moody liked to mess around when he was an Auror, he was crazy, and he had a lot of eccentricities. Anyway, few people in the Ministry of Magic liked him... "

In fact, Ron was a little scared in class just now, but he never thought that their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor would dare to face a small dog in the first class of the new semester. The spider blatantly demonstrates the three Unforgivable Curses!

Sure enough, the other party was called "Mad-Eye Moody" by others, and was privately pointed out by people from the Ministry of Magic, and his popularity was not good, so it was definitely not unreasonable.

"Okay, let's not talk about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

"Harry, the Potions classroom is ahead, let's hurry up, we don't have much time, let's go on, if we accidentally arrive late, I don't think Professor Snape will let us go easily Yes, especially...won't let you go?"

If they were late, it would be certain that the three of them would cause Gryffindor College to be deducted points!

Of course, in addition to deducting points, thinking about the potions class scenes in the past three years, Hermione felt that the poor friend Harry beside her would definitely receive extra " Take care', for example, after being ridiculed in public, and then punished to copy 20 pages of formulas and related properties of potions?

That kind of scene is definitely not what she and Ron, who are friends, want to see, because that kind of scene is really too bad for them.

"Huh? Merlin's beard!"

"Quick! Hurry up Harry! We must hurry up, we must not be late!!"

Soon, Ron was still a bit in a bad mood, as if he had been frightened, Ron suddenly shuddered, and then suddenly recalled what Snape, the 'dark wizard', had done to him before. After the incident, he didn't want to be grabbed and reprimanded by the other party in class again, and then laughed at by the little Slytherin snakes, so he yanked Harry's hand, flung his arms and ran forward.

Today was the first Potions class of this semester, and if he was really punished for being late, his two twin brothers would definitely sue the family!

"Wait for me..."

"Why……"

Unexpectedly, those two people left her and ran away first. There was no way, Hermione shook her head helplessly, sighed, and then quickened her pace, just walking along the streets of Hogwarts alone. Through the complicated and dark stair corridor, he quickly chased up towards the Potions classroom below the castle.

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The potions classroom is not big, nor is it very dark, because there are a lot of candles lit in the classroom, and the kerosene lamps used to heat the crucibles on the experiment tables are also being lit... But, I don't know why, None of the students who entered the classroom dared to play or make loud noises, and they all sat in their seats immediately.

Perhaps, it was because the aura of the pale-skinned professor in a black robe, straight hair, indifferent eyes and pale complexion standing there with his arms crossed on the podium was too strong?

'Hey, look! '

‘Professor Anne, how is she here? Could she be the helper that Professor Snape invited today? '

'ah……'

'I don't know, Professor Snape never seems to need an assistant, does he? '

'Not always……'

'...'

‘Could it be that Professor Annie also wants to learn potions? Look, there seems to be a lot of potions and a cauldron in front of her? '

'But she is a professor now, and she is very powerful, does she still need to come and learn potions with us? '

‘Her spells and spells are really good, maybe, her Potions class is not as good as ours? '

'It's possible! ! '

‘Doesn’t she have to go to class today? '

"She is an honorary professor. If she wants to start a class, there will be an announcement in the auditorium..."

‘Let me tell you, Professor Anne may be the most leisurely professor in our Hogwarts. As long as she wants, she doesn’t have to start classes for a whole semester, and she’s not afraid of Headmaster Dumbledore’s troubles for her! '

'She came to Potions class today, she shouldn't have to do homework like us, right? '

'Definitely not! '

'Why? '

'Because Professor Snape can't beat her, he can't ask her to do homework! '

'! ! '

'You are miserable, I think Professor Snape must have heard what you said, he just looked over! '

'ah? ? '

When they came to the classroom of Potions class, Gryffindor students and Slytherin students who were preparing to start class in two groups, when they saw that in the right corner of the podium, there was a small table that had been empty before. Little girl, after that Professor Anne, they all whispered to each other and started discussing.

However, they didn't dare to make too much noise...

Because, although the class has not officially started yet, their Potions professor, that Severus Snape who was dressed in black, was standing on the podium right now, with his fingers crossed and slightly Squinting, the scary man with his eyes closed is standing there, exuding some kind of extremely terrifying majesty towards them!

"..."

"Please be quiet, students!!"

After seeing that the time was about to reach the point of class, and seeing that everyone had arrived and no one dared to be late on the first day, Snape finally had to speak.

"classmates……"

"Although this is a new semester, you are already in the fourth grade now..."

"However, I'll repeat what I said when I first saw you: You're here to learn the precise science and exacting craft of potion making, not just by waving a wand foolishly. What's done... So, many of you may find it hard to believe that this is magic, and I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of that simmering cauldron with its white smoke and fragrance wafting out, and neither will you. You don't really understand the magical power that flows into people's blood vessels, that makes people's hearts sway and their minds blurred..."

"Some of you are doomed to be a bunch of hopeless idiots, but fortunately, in two more years, after the exam next year, except for those students who got excellent grades in the Potions exam, everyone else, tsk. You are not eligible to enter my classroom again!"

After finishing speaking, Snape glanced at Harry and Ron of Gryffindor College with cold eyes. Obviously, among the things that the students were talking about just now, what those two guys said was taken by surprise. He heard part of it!

However, he didn't want to teach those two people a lesson now, because he, Snape, needed to do other things now...

"I think you've all seen it, haven't you?"

"Professor Anne Hasta next to me... Some of you just guessed right, she is not my assistant, I never need an assistant, especially in class teaching you fourth graders who are just getting started with potions When I was a student!"

Snape turned slightly sideways, and looked at the little girl on the right side of the podium, who was solemnly fiddling with his precious potion raw materials, and the muscles on her cheeks couldn't help but twitched slightly.

"Actually..."

"Professor Annie just came to observe our class. It is said that she also wanted to refine some potions by herself, so she 'borrowed' a new crucible and some medicinal materials from me?"

"Although I don't know what she wants to do, but you can just treat her as if she doesn't exist. If you get distracted because of her and make mistakes..."

When Snape said this, he glanced at the little girl in the corner who insisted on coming to his class to join in the fun, and he didn't give any face.

As for the consequences of the students making mistakes, he didn't say much, because he knew that his students must know his style.

In fact, if possible, he would not want such an irrelevant person to appear in his class, even if the other party is also a Hogwarts professor, even if the other party is powerful! And if it wasn't for the other party's shameless lingering there, and forcibly taking his own potion, insisting on following the students in class, and he really couldn't help the other party, if it was someone else, he would have directly forcibly bombarded the other party gone.

"Hi!"

(*^▽^*)

"Hello everyone!!"

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There is actually a reason for Annie to come to class here today. Of course, she doesn't want to talk about the specific reason now, and she doesn't have time to talk about it, because ah, they will know soon.

'...'

'...'

The students didn't dare to speak, not even Hermione, who was familiar with the little girl, because they could all see that Professor Snape seemed to be in a bad mood right now, and they wouldn't touch each other at such a time. Then incur unnecessary punishment on yourself or your own academy for nothing.

After all, whether it is deducting college points or being punished for copying texts, that is not what they want to see.

"Now!"

"Pick up your textbook and turn to the first page! Today, we will learn new potion refining techniques and new herbs..."

"I just hope that in which semester last year, the herbal knowledge you learned from Professor Pomona Sprout didn't disappoint me too much?"

Herbology and Potions could actually be combined into one course, but since Hogwarts is traditionally divided into two courses, Snape couldn't say much about it, after all, doing so would really make him It's a lot easier, saving the time of teaching some idiots to identify those complicated herbs one by one?

"Before I start explaining the potions that need to be experimented and refined today, I must remind you of the following points..."

"'Baixian' needs to remove the silt and rough skin, only the root bark is peeled off, and it must be sliced, dried, and used directly, and no roasting is allowed!"

"The roots of narcissus should be ground into powder, the finer the better!"

"The last is absinthe..."

"I just ask you to keep its leaves and flower branches, and then soak it in juice!!"

Having said this, Snape stopped, because he found that the Professor Anne next to him was already busy in her own position at this time, as for what the other party was messing around with. , he does not know.

"..."

"Now, who can tell me what I want you to prepare these potions for? Has anyone previewed the textbook?"

Snape, who was not going to be distracted by a little girl, thought for a while, then stepped forward, while pacing in his classroom, while monitoring the students who had begun to prepare in a hurry according to his request just now, Asked in that sullen tone.

Then, as a matter of course, he stopped next to the team of Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, watching with mocking eyes as they dried the white cakes with fine sand, and then with those The absinthe wormwood and its roots were chopped up and prepared for soaking in juice, and sneered.

He is already thinking, maybe, after the finished products of these two guys come out, he can try to let them have a small drink each, and let them know what it would be like if they didn't listen to his explanation dire consequences?

"..."

However, Snape, who had finished thinking, turned around and looked around, and found that among all the students, there was only Miss Hermione Granger, the know-it-all of Gryffindor, raising her hands high, and he felt annoyed in his heart He glared at the unsatisfied guys in their academy.

"All right!"

"Miss Hermione Granger, please tell me?"

No way, only the know-it-all lady was raising her hands in the whole class, even if Snape wanted to favorably name the students of his own college, it was impossible, so he had to look at the one who was obviously excellent, but he liked everything Children of other people's colleges who can't get up.

"professor!"

"According to the formula, white fresh + narcissus + wormwood, I think what you want us to refine today should be a dose of 'Super Healing Potion'!!"

Hermione proudly stated what she knew. She had already memorized all the potions lessons and formulas for the entire fourth grade, so this kind of small problem must not be difficult for her.

"..."

"Five points for Gryffindor..."

"Now, what are you waiting for, why don't you hurry up and start your potion work? The production method is written on the fifth page of your textbook, two simple paragraphs, do you still want me to teach you how to recognize it? word?"

Following Snape's habitual reprimand, soon, the Slytherin and Gryffindor students hurriedly started their potions class experiments, and began to busily test the herbs on their respective test benches. , The crucible got busy.

...

"Narcissus root, sliced ​​ginger, mandrake, Abyssinian shrunken fig, puffed bean pods, cinnamon bark, and water from a spring next to the Whomping Willow..."

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"Tibbers, this should be almost the same?!"

o(??ω??)o

When the Snape in front was only watching the students and checking the situation, and from time to time yelling at some students who made mistakes, little Anne was not busy, and quickly picked up a lot of her students. The cleaned potion was thrown into the cauldron soaked in red lumps.

(…)

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(Tibbers didn't speak, because he didn't want to mess with his bad little master, and he didn't want to be angered by the other party after messing up, so the most sensible thing for him now is to do nothing Say, don't care!)

"..."

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"Should that be all right?"

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Little Annie, who felt that it was almost done, thought about it, and then continued to add a few slices of ginger that could remove the fishy smell into the pot, then resolutely reached out, and added a magical flame under the crucible, making it start to attack her. The things stuffed into the cauldron began to simmer.

o(??????????????) o

That's right, Professor Anne's potion should be stewed, not "slowly simmering" as the fierce Professor Snape said, even if the other party just turned his head and stared at her. It's useless, she just wants to stew it over high heat, and that's the only way to get the taste out, and it doesn't need her to wait too long.

(…)

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"..."

Snape stared back at the teacher's seat on the side of the podium, and watched for a while in the cauldron that was simmering with some kind of potion.

"snort!!"

When he found that the little girl had randomly added some messy things such as daffodil roots, puffed bean pods, cinnamon bark, etc. floating on the water, he had no idea what kind of potion the other party was making. After a few minutes, until the overly large soup began to roll, and felt a little bit of magic power emanating from it, he thought that the opponent's potion had completely failed, so he snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Undoubtedly, from his perspective as a potion master, no matter what kind of potion the other party is making, when the magic power and medicinal properties are diluted by too much water, when the magic power is involuntarily emitted instead of retained When it was in the liquid medicine, the unknown potion had already declared a complete failure.

Regarding this point, especially in the art of potion refining, Snape was very confident, even though his own magic power was far inferior to the opponent's! Obviously, that Professor Anne doesn't seem to have any talent in refining potions, because the other party added too much water...

"Well……"

After he stopped paying attention to the little girl who was wasting the ingredients of her potion, Snape began to concentrate on patrolling the classroom again, because now, his students' potions were almost finished, and the next After that, he, the Potions professor, was about to start grading and recording their results.

"..."

The first one Snape looked at was Neville from Gryffindor. Obviously, the other party's super-healing potion was perfect, and there was a burst of fragrance... Didn't say anything, the other party must have been interested in the textbook. Some of the formulas have been improved, so that this kind of result that even he is a little surprised?

However, Snape didn't praise this 'idiot' whom he had reprimanded in the first grade. He just didn't expect that besides his amazing talent in herbal medicine, the other party could also occasionally make a fool of him in potions. Surprise yourself? Maybe, after the other party finishes the fifth grade exam, if you choose to come to me to participate in the improvement class, you can pass on some secret understanding and experience to the other party?

Of course, the premise is that the other party can get excellent results, otherwise...

"Well?!"

And soon, when Snape turned to Harry and Ron's table, after looking at the black and red potions in each other's cauldrons that were emitting bursts of bitterness, he He became even more determined to let the two of them have a drink later.

Of course, just to be on the safe side, he could let them drink just a small cup, let them have a few diarrheas and realize the dire consequences of not making potions seriously.

"Um."

When he got to the front of Hermione's group, Snape frowned involuntarily, and then gave a noncommittal 'hmm'.

That's not because the other party didn't do well, but because the other party did too...too dogmatic!

He could even guess that this Miss Know-it-all must have copied the textbook completely, all the steps, time and even the size of the pills were exactly the same as in the book, without any changes or thought about how to do it. Improve according to the actual situation, so the result is a very standard level, nothing more!

Of course, that doesn't mean that the other party is doing wrong or badly. If his students in Slytherin House and other students can do the same as this know-it-all lady, then he, Snape, is too Don't worry. Anyway, the medicines of Neville Longbottom and Miss Know-It-All will definitely be bottled and recycled later, and then sent to Ms. Poppy Pomfrey in the school infirmary. After all, it is an excellent level of super healing medicine.

"..."

"Decora..."

Looking at the Slytherin student he took care of in front of him, Snape shook his head regretfully and left. Because he saw that the other party did very poorly, anyway, it was worse than that Neville and Miss Know-it-all just now, which made him very unhappy, and it was far worse than that Neville and Miss Know-it-all, which made him originally The idea of ​​finding a reason to give Slytherin House some points fell through.

"Well?!"

sniff! sniff!

Suddenly, Snape seemed to have discovered something, and began to sniff his nose twice, first he looked around the classroom suspiciously, and after finding no source of the strange smell in any student's cauldron, he finally He suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look in the direction next to the classroom podium.

Obviously, Professor Anne's crucible, which he thought had completely failed in refining medicine just now, had an unexpected change?

'It smells so good...'

'What potion is that?'

'have no idea……'

'But, it smells delicious...'

‘Why does the potion taste like food? '

‘Anyway, it must be different from what we are doing, it looks so advanced, it must be a great potion! '

'It smells so good, I really want to eat it...'

'Hey! Ron, your drool is dripping on my robe! ! '

'ah! '

'...'

As the scent became stronger and stronger, the students stopped what they were doing regardless of whether they were finished or not, all of them writhed their noses vigorously, stretched their necks and rolled towards the one, It smelled in the direction of the crucible that didn't know what potion was boiling.

"Well……"

It never occurred to me that I just missed it?

"Professor Annie, what kind of potion is this? Why have I never heard of a formula with this scent?"

Thinking that the other party did not fail in refining, but succeeded, Snape stared at the boiling cauldron suspiciously for a while, and found that although the magic power contained in it was not too much, it could not be said to be a failure based on the smell alone. When he couldn’t understand the potion, he humbly asked a little girl who was standing on a chair, peering into the pot through the steam with wide-eyed eyes, and inhaling hard as if enjoying herself. .

"Huh?"

∑(??△｀)? !

"Who told you that this is a medicine, it is not a medicine!!"

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Well, how could she, Professor Anne, waste a class time here making those messy potions? Obviously, that kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen to her.

"..."

"Then what are you doing?"

Snape was stunned for a moment, then moved a little closer, and after smelling the strong and magical fragrance wafting out for a while, he asked again.

Regarding this, he expressed his puzzlement. He didn't know what the hell this little girl was doing, and he didn't even know what the other party was matching.

"You're so stupid! Of course it's stew!"

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"However, someone added a little medicinal material into it, and now it smells really delicious, do you want to come and eat it?"

o(???????????????)o─?? Here!

After finishing speaking, little Annie, who swallowed her saliva, thought about it, then generously inserted a piece of meat from the pot with a long bamboo stick, and handed it directly to the other party.

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(Tibbers will not tell the big black-haired Snape in front of him that the reason why his little master is so generous is because she doesn't know whether it is good or not, and she doesn't know whether it adds so much or not. Will the messy potion eat dead people later, so there is always a need to try it now?)

"..."

Snape took it, stared at it, smelled it, and then his throat moved involuntarily.

After a while, after the unknown piece of meat was no longer so hot, and really couldn't resist the temptation of the fragrance, he frowned again, gritted his teeth, and tentatively raised the bamboo stick, The piece of meat was carefully placed in his mouth.

"!!"

"It's delicious, you should have added some cinnamon skin..."

His eyes lit up, and he felt that this pot of meat was very different from the ones he had eaten in the past. Snape, who had a different flavor, thought about it, and took another step forward, directly inserted a piece of rolled meat with a bamboo stick accurately. With the floating meat.

"Haha, it's pretty good, right?"

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Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be in trouble after eating two yuan in a row, little Annie laughed with confidence. Thinking about it this way, her potions class today must have been a success.

"Professor Anne, what kind of animal meat is this?"

Snape, who said that he had never eaten this kind of animal, said that when he was free, he seemed to be able to buy some of his extra Galleons, and then cook a pot himself?

Anyway, after eating two pieces, he already knows about the ingredients used by the other party. There must be daffodil root, ginger slices, mandrake, Abyssinian shrunken figs, puffed bean pods, cinnamon bark, and more. Yes... There is one more thing that he didn't figure out, but it doesn't matter, he will definitely figure it out after eating a few more pieces!

After all, when it comes to potions, Snape is an expert!

"I won't eat it for you!!"

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However, before Snape stretched out the bamboo stick in his hand for the third time, little Annie quickly stretched out her hand to protect her cauldron.

"Let me tell you, it's the meat of Qiu Dunniao, but I managed to catch it!"

ヾ(￣▽￣) Goodbye~!

After speaking, Annie was not afraid of the hot cauldron, and after she directly hugged it, she disappeared in a flash.

"..."

After realizing that the other party had disappeared in an instant, and only the somewhat charred table was left, Snape was stunned for a while, before he suddenly came to his senses, it seemed... This is his classroom, and his students are waiting for him Looking at him from behind and swallowing?

"Well?!"

"What are you looking at? Have you finished all your potions? Hmph! For those that are not finished, or that are not consistent with the description in the textbook, before the next class, be sure to hand in the formula homework filled with ten sheets of parchment. !"

After putting away the bamboo stick in embarrassment, Snape didn't even wipe the oil from his mouth, and turned directly to the students who could only look at and smell but couldn't eat at all. face.

"Now, who can tell me, what kind of animal is the Qiutun bird?"

"All right……"

"Miss Hermione Granger?"

As soon as the question was asked, Snape, who was eager to know what kind of animal it was, had no choice but to nod towards the lady who knew it all after he found that she had raised her hand again.

"professor!"

"The ball escape bird is a fat, fluffy bird that can't fly but can move instantly. It's native to Mauritius...but it's hard to catch, because our wizard's spell can't hit her easily, and the traps are too difficult. Can't hold it!"

"It is said that the long blue hairs on their heads are very precious and can be made into extremely expensive sketching quills. They claim to be able to write down at least 10,000 words in an hour, which is very amazing!!"

Soon, Hermione, who had seen the ball-flying bird in miscellaneous books such as "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", explained clearly in a few words, and proudly puffed out her small chest, waiting The professor's praise adds points and the envy of the students.

"..."

"Very good! You're probably right, but no extra points because it has nothing to do with potions!"

Snape gave the little girl a cold look, and then motioned for the flushed, angry Miss Know-it-All to sit down quickly. It's a pity that the other party belongs to Gryffindor, and if it's their Slytherin students, he will definitely give the other party ten points for answering that question.

"Now!"

"Everyone stand up, clean up your tables, collect unused materials and finished potions, sort them and pack them, and I will give you grades!"

"Also, remember what I just said, if you haven't finished it, please hand in your homework in the next class?"

After finishing speaking, before the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Snape snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the medicine room behind the classroom podium.

He believed that his students would take care of everything, because any guy who didn't have that 'good habit' had already been dealt with by him many times in the past three years!

"A pen that writes 10,000 words in an hour?!"

"Hey! Is that true? Hermione, where can I sell it?!"

Ron suddenly felt that if he had a quill like that, he would be able to copy homework quickly and well, so he wouldn't always be at the end of the crane and always go to class when he was about to start Borrowed Hermione's notes to copy.

"..."

Harry, who was in the group with Ron, obviously had the same idea as Ron, so he also approached Hermione, because he also wanted to know where such a pen was sold, and then he could choose to order one by mail. ?

"..."

Hermione didn't speak, but just rolled her eyes at the two of them, then hurriedly cleaned up her table, and carefully filled her perfect potion into a clean bottle. Because, now that Professor Snape is staring at this side in the medicine room behind the podium, they dare to talk before get out of class is over, are they all crazy?

Besides, she didn't know whether what she just said was true or not, because it was only written in a book, so she just used the word 'allegedly'.

...

After a long time, the bell for the end of class finally rang, when the students cheered to end the class and left under Snape's eyes, when the black-haired Snape quickly graded the students and held the Hermione and Neville After the potion left, a certain forgotten plush bear patted his ass and jumped off the table next to the podium.

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(No way, some bad little master forgot Tibbers here when he had something to eat, so now he can only walk back to the room on the top of the castle by himself... Fortunately, this Hogwarts Castle is a magic school, there are many kinds of messy spells such as transfiguration or transformation spells, even if Tibbers is seen by others, there is no need to worry about attracting crowds.)

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