Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

As Professor Snape finished the theoretical part, the students took action to avoid offending Professor Snape who was in a bad mood.

Harry, who was sitting in the first row, rummaged through the potion base materials in the bag, while Hermione set up the cauldron.

The two are old partners in various classes. Unless the professor divides into groups, the two will cooperate to complete the task.

Their tacit understanding is very high.

But Professor Snape slowly walked to the side of the two, and said in a soft and normal tone:

Miss Granger, I think with your talent, you can complete this potion by yourself.

Always following Harley is really a waste of your talent, and it also limits your progress.

As for Harley, the difficulty of the shrinking potion is too low for you.

In this class, I need you to think about some additional questions. Why can you add leech blood when you add too much mouse bile, but there will be problems when using toad blood...

Professor Snape quickly raised a few points, then walked away.

Soon, Professor Snape's slow and deep voice sounded from the back of the classroom:

Mr. Longbottom, do you sell crucibles at home? Otherwise, how can you stand up to your extravagance?

Miss Sluston, are you going to develop into the entertainment industry like your uncle Orsino Sluston, and use potions to play your unique symphony?

Otherwise why the sound of you cutting daisy roots is so rhythmic, but the cut daisy roots seem to be chewed out by a dog!

...

Professor Snape is in a really bad mood today, even worse than usual. Harry went to the cabinet to take out his cauldron, and whispered to Hermione while lighting the fire.

Hermione nodded in agreement, with a bit of worry on her face: Professor Snape is much more angry than usual. It seems that Gryffindor is going to lose points again today.

But it's normal. After all, at the opening dinner, he looked at Professor Lu Ping's eyes and wished he could kill him.

Although I don't know what happened between the two professors, but between them, hehehe...

Under such circumstances, it's no wonder Professor Snape is in a good mood!

Harry shook his head and said nothing more. She was also aware of this problem, but pretended to be confused.

With Professor Snape who taught him so much on one side, and dear Uncle Remus on the other, Harry felt that he should pretend to be blind for once.

...

When Gryffindor and Slytherin were in the middle of class, Malfoy swaggered into the dungeon, his right arm still wrapped in a bandage.

However, Professor Snape didn't even look at him, he just waved his hand and asked him to find a place to sit down.

Malfoy put his cauldron in the last row with a playful smile, next to Ron's and Neville's.

Soon, Malfoy's voice was heard from the back of the classroom: Sir, I need someone to help me cut the roots of all these daisies, because my arms...

Although Professor Snape was in a bad mood, he waved his hand in agreement every time.

After wandering around the classroom and venting his anger, Professor Snape slowly returned to the first row and stood beside Harry.

Now, Malfoy no longer asked Professor Snape to order Ron and Neville to help him.

After all, he couldn't influence Professor Snape to teach that nasty Potter a lesson, which was what he liked the most.

While brewing the potion, Malfoy quietly skimmed towards the front row, causing him to ignore certain things around him.

I don't know if it's been too long with Seamus, Neville has learned some of Seamus' qualities.

When Neville reached the third-to-last step and began to add daisy roots to a cauldron and stir, an accident happened.

The cauldron exploded!

The moment he heard the bang of the cauldron, Neville slid directly under the table.

After staying with Seamo for so long, no matter how silly the child is, he has learned how to protect himself.

And all the Gryffindor boys were sitting around, everyone was used to this, and it could even be said that they formed a muscle reaction, turned off the engine with ease, and burrowed under the table at the same time.

Seamus even muttered strange, my potion hasn't exploded yet, but his movements were not slow at all.

Only Malfoy was still sitting there stupidly, being doused by Neville's half-finished potion.

Aww! Malfoy yelled, with tears in his eyes, fell to the ground in pain, rolling wildly.

And something even more terrifying happened. When many potions failed to be brewed, they might have similar effects as when they were successfully brewed, but they were not so stable.

Although the potion of shrinking body that Neville and Ron jointly brewed failed, it also had a certain effect.

For example...returning certain parts of the body to their youthful state.

All the little wizards who stretched their heads to look at Malfoy after confirming their safety clearly noticed that Malfoy's platinum-blond hair... all retracted into their heads!

Malfoy entered the state of his grandfather ahead of time, and at the same time achieved the iconic achievement of middle-aged and elderly wizards in Britain-bald!

Many girls shrank their heads in horror, and looked at Neville and Ron with fear in their eyes.

Fortunately, the previous explosion was far enough away from him, so it didn't splash on his head.

Otherwise, think about the possible scenarios... It would be better to kill them!

When Professor Snape rushed over and temporarily stabilized the burns on Malfoy's body, Malfoy ignored the pain and forgot to pretend to be disabled.

He clasped his head in both hands in horror, touching his round head like a hard-boiled egg, and let out a more miserable scream than before.

My hair!

Then he passed out directly.

Professor Snape glared at Neville viciously: You will continue to be with Seamus in the future, and sit in the seat I stipulated!

Everyone put out the crucible and stay where you are, lest you do any more stupid things!

Immediately afterwards, Professor Snape waved his wand, Malfoy floated behind, and the two hurried towards the school hospital.

Naturally, the Gryffindors would not let go of this great opportunity and began to laugh wildly at Malfoy's stupidity.

The Slytherins retorted. Although they were not very confident, they could not be cowardly.

If the bell for the end of get out of class hadn't rang in time, and Professor Snape remotely controlled magic to give the end of get out of class instruction on the blackboard, there might be another fight in the classroom.

...

By lunch time, Malfoy's bald head had spread throughout the school.

Many young wizards were trying to find out the details from the onlookers at the time, and guessed whether Malfoy could get his hair back.

think about it! It would be comical if Malfoy's still-handsome face were to lose his platinum-blond hair and be left with a reflective poached egg.

Please Merlin forgive us, but it's really funny!