Chapter 36 Potion and Mala Tang
The quiet History of Magic class was filled with questions one after another. The lively scene was like a fan meeting.
Not to mention Professor Binns, even Professor McGonagall, who happened to pass by, was dumbfounded.
She had taken the History of Magic back then, and she was also dazed, half asleep and half awake, to understand what the course was like.
But hearing unreasonable laughter from the classroom, she almost thought that these little wizards had completely sent away Professor Binns who was in a ghost state.
Otherwise how can you be so happy?
Indeed, as the little wizard expected, Professor Binns is always confused. He can't tell the name of the student from the college he belongs to. He always gets it wrong, but he doesn't seem to be confused...
Because he could always yell with precision and power: "Two points from Slytherin!"
Seems like it's all Slytherin's fault!
What a hatred, what a resentment.
It's not that they didn't "accidentally injure" the other three houses, but when Slytherin's points deducted were far ahead, only the Snake Academy was injured.
After one class, under the fierce attack of the little Gryffindor wizard, Slytherin was deducted a full one hundred and fifty points.
When get out of class was over, everyone was spreading the word about this trick for scoring points, and many students were also looking forward to History of Magic.
Rove became even more famous. Even the portraits in Hogwarts Castle had heard his name. He wanted to meet this little wizard who made big news every day.
The fat lady of Gryffindor even changed the password to "Scamander", because she remembered a portrait named Scamander, and the two had a good night on the fire dragon.
But the price of this fame was bad, and during lunch in the Great Hall, Professor Snape looked away from Harry's eyes and turned to Rove.
This school year is a critical year for Slytherin, they are aiming for the seventh consecutive championship.
"Seven" is a magical number. In the history of Hogwarts, there has never been a house that can monopolize the house cup for seven consecutive years.
Professor Snape wanted to challenge this record and add to his little resume.
As the six-time winner of the Academy Cup, Slytherins are of course powerful, but the secret of their strength lies not in scoring...but in deducting points!
Professor Snape is like a ruthless point-deducting machine. He walks around in class every day dragging his robes, crazily deducting points from other colleges.
In previous years, he only worked hard after Christmas, but this school year, in order to ensure that there are no accidents, he started to score crazy at the beginning of the semester!
[As long as the scores of other colleges are deducted, Slytherin will be the first one naturally]
It has to be said that the effect brought by this concept is still immediate. In just a few days, Slytherin has firmly occupied the first place, and has opened up a big gap with the second place Ravenclaw. gap.
But now, after a history of magic class, the Snake Court dropped to third place, which was only higher than Gryffindor's fourth place. How could Snape not be angry!
As for why the Gryffindor score is so low?
Of course it was Professor Snape's precise attack, especially Harry was deducted fifty points in the first class.
Rove felt innocent.
Both the Deathly Hallows and the Peverell brothers are real, so he's interested in the reality of Reaper.
It just so happened that Professor Binns talked about Gilgamesh's search for Death, and Rove wanted to have a friendly academic discussion. Who would have thought that Professor Binns would deduct points and catch Slytherin as a snake.
Rove didn't do it on purpose, but as the instigator, he unintentionally started the era of Slytherin's big point deduction...
Coupled with the disputes caused by Malfoy at the beginning of school, with Snape's character, the new and old grudges must be counted together in Potions class!
While eating in the auditorium, many students came to comfort Rove, as if his death sentence had been announced in advance.
Even Harry came over and comforted him with his own tragic experience, be strong and don't give up hope!
Harry was able to speak for himself, because he was asked a lot of questions by Snape in the first class.
When Harry answered, he also kept Ron's suggestion in mind, don't open your eyes to look at Snape, but he was found to be sleeping in class, and five points were deducted;
When Harry opened his eyes, Snape glared at the professor again, intending to intimidate him, and deducted another five points;
When Harry opened his eyes and didn't look directly at Professor Snape, he was deemed to be contemptuous of the professor again, and he made an ugly face at him, and another five points were deducted!
When Harry accidentally smashed the potion flask, five points were deducted for vandalism; and when Malfoy smashed the bottle just a minute later, five points were added.
The reason was that Malfoy assisted Snape by destroying the defective vessel and avoiding a teaching accident.
So in the history of magic class, Harry was the student who asked the most questions, just to give back to Snape for the damage he had done to his young heart.
On Friday afternoon, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw ushered in Potions class, which was held in a basement.
The decoration of the whole room is also as far as possible from the underworld. The air is filled with the smell of formalin, just like a mortuary. There are large and small glass jars along the walls, soaking lifelike animal specimens.
There are human skeletons hanging on the wall, and the lifeless empty eye sockets of those skulls are facing the students. When the little wizard approaches, the skulls will suddenly let out a "Jie Jie" laugh.
In the corner, there is a mummy, wrapped in cloth strips, revealing a withered face, two blushes, pale face, the inscription on it reads:
daily necessities.
"Professor...what's the matter with the mummy..." McMillan raised his hand tremblingly before class began.
Professor Snape didn't get angry, but patiently explained uncharacteristically:
"This is a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts a few years ago. He borrowed my room to brew the potion... But the steps were wrong, which caused the potion to fail, and he turned into a mummy after drinking it."
"Potions... are they so dangerous?"
"No, it's not that dangerous..." Snape dragged his voice and sneered, "As long as you're not the stupid idiots I often meet, you're pretty safe."
Many students swallowed their saliva, they obviously have a clear understanding of their own intelligence.
"Of course, even if you're an idiot, I promise I won't turn you into mummies." Snape grinned and said:
"But whether you will lie in the school hospital or not is not up to me. It depends on how much smarter you are than the trolls."
The little wizards were all silent, and Rove glanced at Neville, who was beside him, and found that his lips were pale and his whole body was trembling.
"Are you okay?" He opened his mouth and asked silently.
Neville just shook his head, but the shaking got worse.
Snape started to pick up the roster, and when he clicked on Neville, Neville let out a long trembling sound of "Ah" because he was too frightened, just like the heroine in a romance film who got stuck in the washing machine.
Snape stopped, staring at Neville with his black eyes, and said coldly: "Mr. Longbottom, if you dare to make that sound again, be careful..."
Neville was so nervous, he really wanted to say "yes", but when the words came to his lips, he trembled into ecstasy:
"Ah Professor Snape!"
Everyone didn't dare to laugh out loud, for fear of being turned into a mummy by Professor Snape, and then hung on the wall as a new daily necessities, but they endured so hard that their faces were distorted.
Snape dragged his robe, walked slowly to Neville, stared at him, then the professor suddenly turned to look at Rove and said:
"Scamander, why didn't you stop Longbottom? Seeing your classmates make a fool of yourself, can you show yourself off?
Five points for Hufflepuff! "
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"Why, disagree?" Snape said in a low voice, "Yes, Rolf Scamander, the grandson of the famous Mr. Newt Scamander... I hope you won't be harassed by Hogg like your grandfather." Watts fired."
Snape showed a strong aggressiveness from the very beginning. He waved his robe, strode back to the podium, and said in a hoarse voice:
"You are here to learn the ancient, precise and rigorous craft of potion preparation."
"What is a potion?"
"Broken internal organs, coagulated blood, entangled tentacles, twisted plants, shriveled limbs, mutilated brains, scarlet fruits... rolling in the opposition of red and white, silent in the blend of yellow and brown... this It's a timeless, beautiful art."
Rove licked his lips, for some reason, he remembered Malatang and Hot Pot
hungry!
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