Chapter 72

In the basement of Hogwarts.

Busy figures were walking around in the Potions Professor's private workshop.

here.

The lights are dim.

The air is filled with the unique aroma of a mixture of various herbs and magical ingredients.

"Devereux,"

Snape's voice was deep and strong.

"Please make sure every ingredient you add is accurately measured. We can't let this decoction be the reason for your next experiment to fail."

"Yes, Professor, I will be very careful."

Devereaux couldn't help but curl his lips.

Trying not to let Professor Snape's words affect his operations.

Carefully sprinkle a purple powder into the bubbling cauldron.

The last time the two of them brewed a potion together was a month and a half ago.

Devereux had so many good performances in the classroom.

He even invented the recipe for the potion this time!

In the end, Snape still treated him like a child.

Of course, it is true that he is still a child.

"I hope so,"

Snape continued.

Still that iconic teasing tone.

"After all, if you can't even master the most basic ingredient ratios, then I really don't know how you stayed as an apprentice for so long."

For your own mental health.

Devereux has now opened the wall of the heart.

Completely ignoring Snape's words.

when they work together.

Snape occasionally offered guidance or advice.

Of course it's more about making sharp comments.

Devereux can say that his resistance to Snape's taunts is about the same as Harry's in the later period.

After all, he had independently made a second version of Polyjuice Potion.

Moreover, many creations were made in the exclusive laboratory of the Room of Requirement.

Devero knows the ropes.

All ingredients are added.

The next step is to stir.

Three turns clockwise.

Two turns counterclockwise.

Then repeat three times.

Each step is critical to ensuring all ingredients are thoroughly mixed.

These tasks are naturally done by magic apprentices.

At first Snape wanted to demonstrate.

But seeing Devereaux pick up the tools very skillfully.

He raised his eyebrows slightly but made no next move.

As the decoction gradually takes shape.

Devereux paid close attention to the changes in the liquid in the cauldron.

Tonight he and Snape were making the first part of Polyjuice Potion.

Plan to make a sample for the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists.

Because of the special properties of Polyjuice Potion.

It must be developed around the full moon.

So the time is fixed and it will take a week no matter what.

Although Devereaux has previously developed a recipe that can take a shorter time.

But it actually has no real meaning.

In the final analysis, it has to be combined with the time of the full moon.

Stirring intervals.

Devereaux looked up at a very small window in the basement classroom.

It can be seen there.

Today is the night of the full moon.

Devereaux tilted his head.

I saw Snape looking at the full moon outside.

The corner of his mouth curled up.

Luckily, I was distracted and didn't get caught!

Devereux returned his attention to the potion in the pot.

Soon the color of the potion becomes darker and the foaming decreases.

This is a sign that the potion is about to be completed.

Devereux nodded slightly.

If there is no above reaction.

It could mean there's something wrong with the ratio of some ingredients.

"Okay, let's wait for it to cool down slowly."

Snape didn't know when he had come to his senses.

Come to the cauldron where the potion is brewed.

Pick up the huge pot lid and cover it.

He even picked up the wand and waved it.

"Quickly imprison him!"

Instantly, a silver light shot out from the tip of the wand.

Get into the gap between the pot lid and the big country.

Tightly connect the two.

Devereux estimated that even if Hagrid came, he would be able to open the iron pot now.

So Devereux skillfully put the large spoon he had just stirred into the sink next to him.

Start cleaning up.

Gudong! Gudong!

The sound of water gurgling.

In a silent underground classroom.

With his focused movements.

It seemed extremely peaceful.

However.

In this seemingly ordinary moment.

There was a strange feeling in Devereaux's heart that was not easy to detect.

Forehead.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Devereaux felt like he was cleaning up.

Snape seemed to be staring at him.

The feeling of being watched made him a little uneasy.

But he didn't dare to look back to confirm.

At this moment, Professor Snape stood behind Devereux.

The expression on his face was extremely complicated.

His brows furrowed.

The eyes showed unspeakable pain and struggle.

This emotion seems to be caused by more than just something at hand.

It's more like a manifestation of some strong emotion deep inside.

After a while.

Devereux picked up a towel and dried his hands.

All the utensils that need to be cleaned are organized.

The Potions Workshop was restored to its original neat appearance.

As for Snape's gaze disappearing halfway through.

Devereux looked back.

As a result, he was the only one in the empty classroom.

Professor Snape had long since disappeared.

Devereaux's face was covered in black lines.

"Damn it! Get off work early, right? What a black-hearted boss!"

He complained.

He put down the towel in his hand.

He raised his wrist to check the time.

"It's half past nine, almost ten, it's time to go back and have a good rest."

Deveraux stretched lazily.

He packed up and planned to leave.

He just walked out of the underground classroom.

The moonlight was like water.

The silvery white light sprinkled on the grass in front of the castle.

Snape was standing under the moonlight.

He was obviously waiting for him.

Deveraux sighed.

He couldn't help but hold his forehead.

He knew Snape wouldn't let him go so easily.

"Professor, do you have any other instructions?"

Adhering to the spirit of finishing work early and leaving work early.

Deveraux asked Snape directly.

But the other party did not answer his question.

Instead, he walked up and stuffed a thin stick-like object into Deveraux's hand.

He looked down.

It turned out to be his wand!

He thought it was with Professor McGonagall.

Wait...yes, why is my wand in Snape's hand?

"You should have heard about the school's dueling club, right?"

Snape suddenly asked.

Deverot was a little confused.

"Uh...yes, professor, yes, I heard about it."

"Hehe, that level of training is a drop in the bucket for you. If you don't want to end up in a miserable situation when facing dark wizards in the future, be prepared to accept my guidance - the real knowledge and skills of life-and-death duels."

As he said this, Snape's face showed a sneer that made Deverot's back cold.

"In addition to brewing potions every night, you will also need to continue special training in dueling. Come with me."

Snape didn't care whether Deverot could digest it or not.

He walked towards the depths of the castle on his own.

Deverot held the wand in his hand.

His mind was in a mess and he chased after Snape's back.

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