Chapter 391 The Old Bat's Victory

( ) "……Next."

Snape handed back Sokas' enhanced salamander blood to him, and then took the test tube from Helen's hand. The whole process was unremarkable, as if to say that Sokas' production was not worth it A word of general.

"...Professor Snape," Sokas didn't immediately go back to his seat, but couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, is the salamander blood that I've boosted up just 'qualified'?"

Snape glanced at him with a "why are you still there" look of impatience on his face.

He originally wanted to warn again about "No questions are allowed in my class", but it seemed that it was a bit troublesome to think about it, so he simply snorted, and then turned his gaze back to Helen's test tube.

"..." Sokas hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Then, professor...is my efficiency increase not enough?"

Seeing that he didn't intend to go back, Snape couldn't help but frowned, and shot Sokas directly with cold eyes.

"Why, do you think you've done it perfectly?" He looked at Sokas and sarcastically mercilessly, "What are you going to use it to increase the magical properties of the salamander blood? Vitality Tonic or blood-enriching potion? I said that this is to be used in the enhancer, right? Do you understand the specific function of this enhanced salamander blood?"

"Uh..." Sokas' face stiffened after being reprimanded by Snape.

"Helen Schoen, did you do this?" Snape turned his head suddenly, shook the test tube in his hand, and said impatiently, "You come and tell him the role of salamander blood in the enhancer!"

"Ah... oh..." Helen pursed her lips, glanced at Hermione below again, and then explained carefully, "In the formula of the enhancer, the function of the salamander blood is to 'activate the mixture. ingredients', so the synergistic range of salamander blood is not the bigger the better..."

As she spoke, she glanced at Sokas from time to time, as if she was worried about whether her words would arouse the other party's dissatisfaction.

Seeing her stammering, Snape clicked his tongue impatiently.

"...Continue talking!"

"Oh..." Helen nodded, and said with a bitter face, "If the increase in salamander blood is too high, then the degree of strengthening the user's strength of the final enhancer will be greatly reduced, and instead it will become a slight healing effect. Effective potion."

When she had said all she had to say,

Hermione, sitting in the back seat of the classroom, nodded in satisfaction.

"Simply put, it's a waste! A huge waste! Do you understand?" At this moment, Snape knocked on the desk and said, "Do you still have doubts about your 'qualified' evaluation? In my opinion , if your boost effect is bigger, I can downgrade you!"

"...I'm going down." Sokas was stunned, and after sighing, he turned around and went back to his seat with some disappointment.

"So……"

Snape turned his head again, and after glancing at Helen, he suddenly shifted his gaze to the back of the classroom.

"Miss Schon, can you tell me—what kind of evaluation should I give to the test completed with the help of others?"

He said he was speaking to Helen, but his eyes were fixed on Hermione.

No, no... It seemed that Snape was not looking at Hermione, but Harry who was sitting next to Hermione, looking at Sokas with inexplicable eyes.

"I... um..." Helen lowered her head slightly, and muttered, "I think it should be, no—"

Before she finished speaking, Hermione suddenly raised her hand and met Snape's vicious gaze straightly. Of course, she "thought" she went to meet her, but in fact Snape didn't look at her at all.

"Helen did it by herself! No one helped her!" Hermione said loudly.

"Tsk tsk..." Snape clicked his tongue unhappily, "Miss Knowles, put your arm down, I didn't ask you!"

To be honest, Snape didn't want to argue with Hermione at all.

In his impression, there were obviously some unspeakable stories between Hermione and Maca. And it was precisely because of Maca's relationship in it that Snape couldn't help but want to avoid having a bad relationship with Hermione.

Maca promised him a "godson". Who knows if Hermione will become a "godson" in the future? After all, before Maca actually gets married, everything is still unknown!

However, today Hermione seems to be planning to fight to the end for Helen.

"Professor Snape! I don't think Helen is wrong, she should get an evaluation corresponding to the results!"

"Hmph, then tell me, what is the ratio of this tube of enhanced salamander blood?" Snape asked irritably, "Do you think I can't see it? Without McLean's guidance , even you, a 'knowledgeable lady', can't calculate the ratio with such high precision!"

It seems that between "don't admit defeat in front of Potter's son" and "don't get into a fucking dispute with the future godson", Snape struggled several times, but finally chose the former.

"...do I need to go on?" Snape asked coldly.

Amidst the dazed expressions of the whole class, Hermione gave in anticlimactically.

"Go back to your seat!" Snape said impatiently, waving at Helen who was stunned to the side.

"Ah...uh..." Helen hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Then... do I need to be downgraded?"

"If you want." Snape glared at her, and then ignored her, "...what are you all standing there for? Have you finished preparing the enhancers? Why don't you speed me up!"

At the back of the classroom, both Ron and Harry looked at Hermione, puzzled.

"...What happened just now?" Ron asked strangely, "You just sat down obediently after Snape said a few words? Isn't this like you?"

"Exactly?" Harry also followed suit, "How can that old bat be sure that you can't do it? No matter how difficult the calculation is, it won't fail you, right?"

Hermione pursed her lips and scratched at her tangled hair in annoyance.

"You don't know—" she explained awkwardly, "I realized after Snape said that the exact calculation of the ratio cannot be obtained only from the contents of the book."

"why?"

Helen also came back, and when she heard Hermione talking about what happened just now, she immediately turned around.

"Because if you want to find an accurate calculation method, you must understand why the enhancer was created." Hermione whispered, "You know the Riem cow?"

"A magical animal with golden fur that looks like a giant cow?" Harry recalled. Didn't talk about them..."

"It seems that you have prepared well." Hermione nodded and said, "The blood of the Riem cow has the effect of increasing strength, which can greatly increase the strength of the drinker. However, they are too rare, so there are The Potionist created the enhancer by simulating the blood of the Riem bull."

"But... no book mentions this!" She seemed to be frustrated by the incompleteness of those potion books. "The origin of the enhancer was speculated by Maca. If there is no Maca , I definitely can’t deduce this point based on the formula of the enhancer alone, let alone use this point to improve the accuracy of the ratio calculation.”

"... Maybe Maca was researched together with Snape!" Ron subconsciously said what he was thinking, and Hermione couldn't help but feel even more depressed when he heard it.

Ron's guess is likely to be wrong, because he had already told Hermione this "little story" when Maca was still in Hogwarts.

"So, what is the relationship between you and Professor McLean?" Helen asked enthusiastically, "According to what you said, isn't he very powerful?"

"Of course it's amazing!" Ron nodded repeatedly, "Otherwise, how could he be a professor at Hogwarts at this age?"

"Yes!" As soon as Maca was mentioned, Hermione regained her spirits, "Helen, don't you know? Maca is only the same age as us. If you had come two years earlier, you could have become classmates with him too. La!"

"Huh?" Helen asked in surprise, "Really?"

"Of course it's true..." Harry said with some emotion, "You know, you missed a lot!"

"...what did you miss?"

Harry looked up abruptly at the cold voice that broke in mid-conversation, and happened to meet Snape's darkly sarcastic eyes.

The eyes of the two briefly crossed, and Harry quickly lowered his head to focus on his cauldron. However, the liquid inside had condensed into a cloudy jelly, exuding a pungent smell like burnt rubber.

"Our Mr. Potter, another zero score." Snape waved his wand and completely emptied Harry's cauldron, "A piece of the correct configuration steps of the enhancer will tell you where you went wrong and why. Make it clear, leave the next class to me—do you understand?"

"Understood." Harry replied angrily, holding his breath.

In addition to this extra essay, Snape was sure to give homework shortly before get out of class ended - he never missed an opportunity to give homework.

Plus there was Quidditch team training this evening, and the next Potions class was the day after tomorrow. This meant that he might have to stay up all night for two consecutive nights!

"...Also, chatting during class time, isn't it?" Snape raised his chin and squinted his eyes, making no effort to hide his distaste for Harry, "It seems that you still need to study the school rules-Gryffindor, Another ten points."

Seeing Snape suddenly turn around and stride away like the wind, Harry couldn't help but sighed forcefully.

"Today's class is simply terrible!"