A Hogwarts Esoteric Leader

"Humph!" Snape snorted coldly and slapped the roll call on the podium.

The atmosphere of the classroom, which had just relaxed, immediately became tense and thin.

"I know some of you don't think potions are great." He stepped down from the podium, his long black cloak dragged on the ground, moving like a snake, "because this class requires little wand waving, and no need for The great magic cannot burst out with dazzling light and shocking sound effects."

He looked at Univer, looked him in the eye, and said, "So you really look down on this class because it doesn't work to your strengths, Geriel?"

Unieff didn't refute, although he didn't look down on it, but he did put the potion at a lower level.

There are many things he has to do, all kinds of messes are in front of him, and the goal is beyond his reach.

Snape said, "I don't expect you to—"

"And you..." He swept towards everyone again, "You can truly understand the beauty of the slowly simmering crucible with white smoke and bursts of fragrance, you won't really understand the liquid flowing into people's blood vessels, That kind of magical power that makes people's hearts and minds blur..."

"Most of you will even suffer in this class...but it's the foundation of raising prestige, brewing glory, and even preventing death...I don't think you'll think it's easy to do that ."

The whole class was silent.

They don't know whether it's glory or not, but they already know if it's easy or not.

However, Hermione almost moved to the edge of the chair and leaned forward, seeming to agree with Snape.

"Geriel." Snape still didn't let Unieff go, "Of course you may have a very high level of potions, so that you don't have to take my class at all, maybe I should test you first to avoid misunderstanding, of course now It's not too late."

Unieff felt a little embarrassed. No matter how mature his mind was, the limitations of his identity and strength prevented him from escaping from the position that Snape arranged for him.

But he still had some confidence, not to mention the formula of life and death water, the source of bezoar, the difference between the boat-shaped aconite and the wolf poison aconite, as long as it was the content that appeared in the two textbooks, he would definitely be able to answer it.

However--

"Geriel, what would I get if I added moonstone powder to hellebore syrup?" Snape asked.

Yunev was slightly taken aback.

Hellebore, he naturally knew, is a flowering plant that is mostly poisonous and can cause symptoms ranging from dizziness to cardiac arrest.

But he didn't know what the hellebore syrup was for.

As for moonstone powder, I don't even know what it is.

Unieff glanced at Hermione, Hermione's reaction was similar to his.

"This is not the content of the first grade..."

"So you don't know, do you?"

"Of course I don't know."

"I thought you knew everything." Snape curled his lips. "The combination of moonstone powder and hellebore syrup can be made into a demulcent, and this potion must be made in a strict order. So you know yourself What went wrong?"

"You should do Potions class in Potions class," Unieff said.

"It looks like you're still a little smart, but I hope you'll use it in the right way." Snape returned to the podium and picked up the quill. "Ravenclaw takes another point. "

"Why?" Eugene couldn't help asking. Although he didn't care much about the Academy Cup, Snape's deduction was outrageous.

Snape raised his head: "Didn't you already know you were wrong?"

Yunevo was speechless.

The potions class continued. Although the questions asked were completely out of line, in practice, they were still instructed to mix and prepare a simple potion to cure boils.

Perhaps as he himself said, what should be done at any time.

Snape walked around the classroom, watching them weigh dried nettles and crush the fangs of snakes.

Although the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff have some talent for concocting potions and have not had any major accidents, they have been caught with a lot of small problems.

Even Hermione was singled out for a flaw - when she cooked the tentacled slug, she let the tentacles touch the bottom of the pot, leaving a little burnt mark, which should have no effect on the potion's effect, but was criticized anyway for "careless".

Unieff completed every step with extreme care. He was undoubtedly the most important person to take care of. Snape stared at his cauldron for a long time, giving him the feeling that he was ready to deduct points all the time.

But in the end Snape walked away without saying a word.

Extra points are absolutely impossible.

Potions class lasted until eleven o'clock, and these two short hours exhausted all the little wizards. Snape demanded full attention and always interrupted (pointing out mistakes), which made them very uncomfortable. contradiction.

At the moment when the get out of class bell rang, everyone wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but they didn't dare to let out the air.

It wasn't until Snape finished assigning the one-foot-long thesis assignment and spit out the word "get out of class", that a stone fell in their hearts~www.readwn.com~ and began to pack up their things.

Unieff stepped forward and asked, "Professor Snape, I want to ask you something, do you have time?"

Snape frowned, "No time."

He didn't give Univer a chance to speak again, he walked out of the classroom and walked away.

Yunevo sighed, he thought he could say a few words, but he refused so bluntly.

In the end, he was still not strong enough, and Snape didn't take him seriously.

I had no choice but to go to lunch.

At the dinner table, Hermione summed up the gains from the Potions class, but Snape's strictness didn't hit her at all.

She even thought it was right: "Potion preparation is indeed a precise science, it may not matter if the primary potion is sloppy, but at the advanced stage, a little mistake may cause the whole pot of potion to go to waste, Snape It's for our own good that the professor is so strict."

"But deductions are outrageous," complained Padma Patil, the little Indian witch sitting next to Hermione, "We were bottom on the first day of school. I feel like we're far from the Academy Cup. ."

"It will be added back." Hermione said affirmatively, "This afternoon is a good opportunity. Professor Binns, who teaches the history of magic, is a wise man. As long as he behaves well, he will definitely get extra points."

"How did I hear he was a ghost?" Padma asked.

"He's a ghost, but not ordinary," said Hermione. "I saw him in 'Hogwarts, A History,' where he was said to have been at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when it was founded. He's very old, but he's well-informed, quick-witted, and clear-headed, and that's why he's been hired as a professor of the history of magic at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Then isn't he over a thousand years old?" Padma was a little surprised.