Chapter 11 Potions Class

Harry thought so, but when he saw Ivan constantly feeding Scabbers the beans in his hand, he couldn't help but say.

"Ivan, if you continue to feed me like this, Banban will almost die."

After hearing what Harry said, Hermione, who was planning to continue asking questions, was also diverted to the spots on Ron's hand.

The mouse that was originally skinny and had its hair tied together has now changed its appearance.

After running around in the dormitory and getting covered in dust, Banban was cleaned hard by Ron with a brush. Coupled with being fed for the past few days, Banban has obviously gained a little weight.

"How could it be? This amount of feeding is normal. Banban was already starving and lost weight before, so he should need a snack!" Ivan insisted and handed a piece of multi-flavor beans to Banban's mouth again.

"Besides, this is also an expression of my apology." Ivan said again.

Banban's performance was ungrateful at all. He glared at Ivan angrily and arrogantly pried Ivan's hand away with his little paws.

It wasn't until Banban realized that his little claws couldn't withstand Ivan's strength that he took a bite of the multi-flavored beans brought to him.

After all, it’s all in your mouth. No matter how angry you are, you still have to eat, right?

I can't resist anyway

Well, actually, if you try it carefully, the multi-flavor beans are quite delicious except for a few flavors.

Noticing the weakening of Scabbers's resistance, Ivan couldn't help but sigh that Peter Pettigrew had been struggling for so many years, and if nothing else, his mentality was quite stable.

He was obviously being chased by the people he was most afraid of a few nights ago, but after just one night he was able to continue feasting.

Even though that chase was in a dream

But this also means that Peter Pettigrew didn't know about the dark magic of fear spell. Maybe he just thought that Ivan used some magic to turn his dream into a nightmare.

After all, Ivan, a little wizard, had no reason to know what happened eleven years ago, let alone know that Sirius' Animagus was a black dog.

"What if I get too fat?" Ron asked worriedly, looking at Banban who was receiving "special care" from Ivan.

"It doesn't matter, Banban doesn't have to deliver the letter, and if he gets fatter, he won't run around." Ivan comforted him.

Ivan secretly thought that if it weren't for Peter Pettigrew, Voldemort's resurrection plan would not be so easy to succeed.

When the time comes, he will be fed to a fat ball, and Ivan wants to see if Scabbers can run away when faced with the pursuit of Crookshanks and Sirius.

Several people were chatting while walking towards the basement where the Potions class was located.

When they entered the classroom, Harry and Ron believed the rumors that Snape was a dark wizard a little more.

The entire classroom is not big, but the atmosphere is a bit gloomy and terrifying. There are some glass bottles around, and the bottles contain blue-green liquid. In some cases, you can vaguely see the bodies of some animals soaked in the liquid.

In addition, the classroom was built underground. If he hadn't known that this was Hogwarts, Ivan would have thought it was some dark wizard's secret laboratory.

"Come to your seats, we have to be careful in this class!" Ron said.

At this time, Ron no longer had any doubts about George's previous words, and hurriedly pulled Ivan, Harry and Hermione to sit down in their seats, so as not to give Snape a reason to deduct points.

However, Ivan knew in his heart that even if they had a peaceful class, Snape would make up an excuse to find trouble.

Bang~

After the young wizards from the two colleges sat down, the gloomy door was suddenly pushed open, and the sound of the door panel hitting the wall echoed in the classroom.

Not long after, a thin figure walked in from the door. His sallow skin was covered by a long black cloak. His cold eyes swept over the young wizards until his eyes touched Harry for a brief moment. He paused for a moment, and his aquiline nose made him look like a giant human-shaped bat.

Snape walked all the way to the stage, waving his wand with his right hand, and the curtains around him were automatically drawn down. Without the sunlight shining into the basement through the windows, the classroom immediately became much darker.

When the light became dim, Ivan clearly noticed that Snape's tense expression relaxed slightly.

After the potion master finished all this, he picked up the roll call and looked around at the little wizards below who were subdued by his aura.

"Next, I will take roll call and hope no one dares to disappear in my class!"

Snape's deep voice began to echo in the classroom. The normally naughty little wizards were all quiet. At this time, only Draco Malfoy of Slytherin could laugh.

"Neville Longbottom."

"Ivan Hals"

"Harry Potter"

When he read Harry's name, Snape's calm tone fluctuated slightly,

"Ha~ By the way, I almost forgot." Snape's face was expressionless, but there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his words. "There's a new celebrity in our school!"

The little wizards around him all looked in Harry's direction when they heard this, and Draco and the two followers even snickered privately.

Harry was a little uncomfortable being targeted for no reason, but what he didn't know was that this was just the beginning.

Snape turned his head away from Harry and looked at everyone.

"You are here to learn the subtle techniques of making medicine."

"Since there is no silly waving of wands here, many of you are not convinced that this is magic. I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of pharmaceutical technology."

Snape paused for a moment before speaking in a drunken tone.

"Think about it, when you use a large steamer to simmer medicinal materials, the potion slowly boils, and white smoke curls up... and the liquid flowing in the veins of the human body, that liquid with incomparable subtle power... can simply make your Get drunk and mesmerize all your senses...I can teach you how to can fame, brew glory, and even say...prevent death...as long as you don't be as stupid as the idiots I taught you before. "

After Snape finished speaking for a long time, he suddenly spoke again.

"Potter, what will happen if you add narcissus bulb powder to wormwood juice?"

Harry looked confused.

What is Narcissus? What is mugwort?

Harry looked at Ron for help, and Ron had the same confused look on his face. Hermione raised her right hand high, but Snape only pretended not to see it.

Ivan was far away and could only open his mouth and spit out the words life and death water and sleeping pills silently.

Harry was a little anxious, but Snape's forcing gaze prevented him from looking further at Ivan. Naturally, he couldn't guess what Ivan was saying. He could only spit out a few words with difficulty for a long time.

"I don't know Professor!"

Ivan helplessly held his forehead with his hands. He had tried his best.

Even if he told Harry the answer in advance, it would be useless. Unless Harry could memorize all the books about potions, Snape would have many ways to target Harry.