Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 167 Dorsetshire Fluorescent Bee

On Saturday evening, in the large classroom on the third floor of the castle, the fire and candles were all extinguished, and there were only a few balls of light floating around the knees of the students to provide illumination in the room. The atmosphere was cold and dreamy.

There was an extra projector directly in front of the classroom, and a large photo of wizards was displayed on the white curtain—of course, it was called a projector, but it could not be equated with the electricity-driven machines used by Muggles.

The students looked at the picture displayed on the curtain with sympathy. In the picture, a witch was foaming at the mouth and dancing. After struggling for a while, she fell face down on the ground and turned into a pool of blood in a few seconds. skeleton.

Snape stood by the curtain, using his wand to control the projector to switch pictures.

"This is a highly poisonous potion that can turn victims into bones. It is light yellow in color and has a strong sweet smell. When it is combined with desserts or drinks, it can emit a special fragrance that lures the target to take it. Your Majesty, so I don't recommend you to attend any inexplicable banquet."

The tip of his staff flicked, and an empty, unremarkable room appeared on the screen.

"Exile Potion!" He said in an emphatic tone, "This was originally a failed product in the research process of invisibility. It was used as poison, and people who took the Exile Potion by mistake would turn into living ghosts—but it was different from ghosts. Unfortunately, they collapsed to death within three months, and the potion was permanently banned by the Ministry of Magic after causing eight unaccounted disappearances."

When talking about these insidious black magic poisons, Snape showed an expression of satisfaction that he couldn't hide. He glanced at the solemn students with a smile, and asked slowly: "May I ask if you have studied it?" Invisibility?"

The students shook their heads, Snape curled his lips, and said in an arrogant tone: "I think so, you won't learn things that are not tested in the exam, if you are interested, go to Lihen Bookstore and buy a copy of " The Invisibility Book of Invisibility"..."

Snape continued to explain all kinds of black magic poisons, and the students listened with frowns, especially the fourth grade students who had two classes of potions this week. I am in my third Potions class this week.

Soon, another picture appeared on the curtain. A man with blood-red eyes watched in horror as his hands turned into claws. He quickly lost his mind, ate his wife and children alive, and finally used his claws again. Grabbed his own throat to die.

"It's the Dire Wolf Potion," he said. "This potion is distilled from werewolf saliva. It tastes strongly of blood. Unless you're all dull-witted fools, it's hard for you to be careless." 'Eat this."

Some of the students were listening in a daze, and some were taking notes in a daze. Everyone was looking forward to the practical class led by Peter, not another potion theory class. Only Harry stared at Snape with complicated eyes. With a bruised face, a quill is held stiffly in his right hand.

Snape's beak-like hooked nose turned around, and the black eyes above the bridge of the nose met Harry's green eyes. Harry hurriedly lowered his head, pretending that he was taking notes. He thought that Snape was lecturing. May notice him among 41 students.

"You should be reading books, not me," said Snape.

The air was suddenly quiet, and the students who were dizzy and listening to the class hurriedly lowered their heads and took notes.Snape glanced suspiciously at Peter who was sitting by the fire. The latter had a calm demeanor, not at all like a person who had confessed the fact that his colleague was a werewolf a few days ago.

"Next—" Snape waved his wand, "Life-extending potion, to be precise, it is not a real poison. This potion can temporarily extend the life of the user, and when the effect of the drug wears off, the user will die." Will fall into irreversible failure and die painfully in a short time.

"Life-sustaining potions were originally invented for noble purposes. In this picture, a dying old man took the life-sustaining potion to bid farewell to his loved ones. However, black wizards took advantage of its similarity with white fresh essence to poison Killing healthy wizards eventually led to life-sustaining potions being banned by the Ministry of Magic as Dark Arts."

Snape strode to the center of the classroom, slowly raised his wand-holding left hand, and the light returned to the room.

"Okay," he narrowed his eyes, "that's all for the theory part, I'm going to randomly ask you guys at the club meeting in the next Potions class, and if you can't answer, I'll be very... Angry. Let's get to the practical part—"

The students looked at Professor Snape helplessly, as if they were looking at a ruthless humanoid homework assignment machine. Just when they were worried that Professor Snape would conjure up 41 large cauldrons, Peter stood up from his comfortable seat by the fire. up.

"Practice!" Peter said happily, "tonight we are going to search for the most precious and miraculous potion ingredients."

The students got excited in an instant and looked at Peter expectantly. Peter shook the tip of his stick and turned into a bright red bee half the size of a palm.

He put the huge insect on the knuckle of his index finger and held it up for everyone to see.

"This is Dorset fluorescent bee." He explained, "This kind of bee has a very sensitive sense of smell. They love nectar with magical powers and can lock rare herbs from far away. Next, I need everyone to engrave a bee that belongs to Own Dorset glow bee."

The students sprang into action and Peter had the bee hover in the middle of the room so everyone could clearly see each of its legs and the down on them.

Snape whispered to Peter: "If there is nothing related to me here, I will go back first."

Peter stopped him, "Wait a minute, Severus, aren't you interested in potion ingredients?"

"So you plan to take 41 students and their bees to follow and manifest, and go to North Africa to hunt for rare plants..."

"No, the scope of our activities is limited to the campus."

"Sorry, I'm not interested," Snape said contemptuously, "I'd rather be looking for ingredients in my medicine cabinet."

"I guarantee that this is a herb you won't find anywhere," Peter persuaded enthusiastically, "Besides, I'm going to take the students to the depths of the Forbidden Forest. I can't protect 41 students by myself."

Snape seemed to be persuaded, he stopped walking towards the door, "Is Black there?" he said suddenly.

"he……"

"I'm only responsible for escorting the students safely through the Forbidden Forest," said Snape, "and then you can ask your dear Black to join you."

About 10 minutes later, the Dorset fluorescent bee engraved by many students has taken shape. Hermione's fluorescent bee is as proud as herself, flying back and forth at a leisurely pace. Beside her, Ron's fluorescent bee The bee had a little problem, and it went crazy and drew circles on the spot.

Harry gently released his fluorescent bee, watching it buzzing in mid-air with satisfaction, he sneaked a glance at Draco, and was relieved to find that Draco had accidentally crushed his fluorescent bee.

(End of this chapter)