Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

In the early morning of the second day, the sky began to drizzle. Augustus, Lilian, and Malfoy were discussing the main points of the fifth grade promotion exam under a dripping terrace. The September wind was bitingly cold, Standing up the robe, the bitter wind surged.

Regarding the Potions class owls exam, Augustus has no unnecessary worries. After the sixth grade, Potions in this world must be selected. After all, the general direction of alchemy in the two worlds is still different There are some commonalities.

The class bell rang, and the first period was Snape's class. Walking into the smoky classroom, the huge basement was already overcrowded.Even though half of the students who came to the class were students from Slytherin House, all the students were still in awe of the dean of their own house.

"Quiet." Snape said coldly, closing the classroom door behind his back.

In fact, he didn't need to order everyone to be quiet at all. As soon as the whole class heard the door closed, they immediately became silent, and all small movements stopped.Normally, the mere presence of Snape was enough to silence the class.

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"Before we start class today," said Snape, walking quickly to the podium, looking sternly at them all, "I thought it necessary to remind you that next June you will be taking an important exam, and by then You will prove how much you have learned about potion making and use. While there are a few people in this class who are indeed mentally retarded, I hope you will all barely 'pass' your owls, or I will be very angry."

Neville's face was quite pale, and his eyes were erratic.

Malfoy looked at Potter in the corner of the classroom. Given his distaste for Snape, after this school year, he probably would never see him again in Potions class. Of course, without relying on Snape to bully Harry It seems that the important program will be very boring.

"Of course, after this year, many of you won't be able to take my classes anymore," Snape went on, "I only pick the best students for my newts potions class, which means , some of us will have to say goodbye."

"Today, we are going to prepare a potion that often appears in ordinary wizarding level examinations: soothing feathers, which can calm and relieve restless and anxious emotions. Note: if the ingredients are careless, it will make the user fall into a dead state There is a severe, sometimes even irreversible lethargy, so you need to pay special attention to your behavior." Lilian straightened her body and tried her best to remember the precautions described by Snape. "Ingredients and recipes" Snape waved his wand, "on the blackboard" (the blackboard appeared) "everything you need" he waved his wand again, "in the storage cabinet" (the storage cabinet he said The door of the closet is flung open) "You have an hour and a half, start."

Is it a palliative?Glancing at the materials on the blackboard, Augustus pulled out his wand and pointed to the storage cabinet. Moonstone powder, hellebore syrup, and bezoar agent were several important ingredients. Stir clockwise three times, wait quietly for boiling, after 3 minutes, add two drops of hellebore syrup, weigh three grams of bezoar agent, cut into granules, and add to the crucible.

In the basement, countless steaming smoke billowed up. Snape walked to Augustus, looked down at the pale silver liquid and steam in his crucible, nodded in satisfaction, and a faint light flashed in his dark pupils. Undetectable smile.

"Very well, at this moment, the potion in your cauldron should be like Augustus now, showing a flickering silver-white steam." Snape's slightly penetrating voice echoed in the classroom.

Hermione raised her head, looked at the cauldron in front of Augustus, and compared her potion again. Except for a lighter color, it was almost the same.

Snape walked briskly past Hermione, looking down at Hermione's cauldron with hooked-nosed eyes, without commenting, which meant he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

At this time, Lilian's potion in the crucible is a little yellowish, indicating that there must be a problem in a certain step. I checked the previous steps several times, and the correct method suggested on the blackboard. If there is no deviation, it should be cutting the bezoar potion. In this step, the particles are too large, which will cause uneven heating of the entire agent when it is heated.In this way, he had to do it all over again, and emptied the cauldron angrily, and suddenly saw a sticky black solid in Malfoy's cauldron from the corner of his eye, and his mood cleared up a lot in an instant.

At Harry's cauldron, Snape stopped and looked down at the cauldron with a terrible sarcasm on his face. "Potter, what's this?" "Mediate," said Harry nervously.

"Potter, tell me," Snape said softly, "do you know how to read?" Draco Malfoy laughed loudly.

Lilian shook her head slightly, but Malfoy could still laugh. Didn't he pay attention to the pile he made?Potion?

"Augustus, tell Potter," Snape said with a blank expression on his calm face, "how did he come up with this pot of waste?"

Augustus glanced at the semi-solid potion that was emitting dark blue gas in Potter's crucible, "Obviously, in the third step, the hellebore syrup was not added to make the liquid solidify. The bezoar potion should be weighed in More than five grams, resulting in a darker color."

"Well, Potter, did you hear clearly, you did the two key steps that Augustus said?" Snape stared coldly at Potter's face.

Harry lowered his head and said softly, "No."

"I'm sorry, please say it again."

"No," said Harry, raising his voice, "I,"

"I know you've forgotten, Potter, which means this cauldron is useless. Disappears."

Harry's potion disappeared in an instant.He stood foolishly beside an empty cauldron.