I was expelled from Hogwarts?

I'm so stupid, really... I only knew that in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I followed Professor Black to deal with Boggarts... but I didn't expect to be retaliated by Professor Snape afterwards...

If Neville could speak now, this was probably what he wanted to say most.

Everyone was staring at Snape, waiting for him to deduct points from Neville, no matter which one stepped into the classroom first, or the left and right eyes, which one blinked first... It was Snape's usual reason for deducting points.

But Snape restrained himself unexpectedly, and was not too anxious.

When a cat catches a mouse, it never snaps its mouth so quickly, it needs to be tortured for a while.

Snape, who was the king of torture, began to explain today's lesson.

In this class, we are going to make a potion called Body Shrinking Solution. After taking it, the body of the drinker can become smaller or change into a younger form.

While introducing the shrinking solution, Snape cast a gloomy gaze on Neville. He wandered around the classroom, and finally asked suddenly in a slippery voice:

Longbottom, when making the shrinking solution, you need to peel the shrunken figs, what should I do?

Neville stood up tremblingly, he stammered:

Professor Snape, bake shrunken figs...under an alcohol lamp for thirty seconds...not twenty seconds...then the skin can be easily peeled off.

Snape seemed surprised that Neville could answer, he snorted softly, and continued to ask:

When adding the bile of the rat, if the juice is added in excess, how can it be remedied?

You can... add a small amount of leech blood... stir well... then add...

Snape stood beside Neville. He was a little proficient just now, but immediately started to get stuck. He scratched his cheek, trying to recall what Rove had asked him to recite a few days ago.

Rove couldn't help rubbing his forehead. He knew that Snape would definitely trouble Neville, so he helped Neville preview the textbook in advance, and sorted out a dozen possible questions.

Neville memorized it for several days, and he was still familiar with it last night. He didn't expect to see Snape today, and he forgot it again.

Snape stood there with his back to Rove, and Rove took the opportunity to turn to Neville, opened his mouth, and silently reminded him.

Oh, yes...bitter melon juice, Neville replied immediately.

Snape turned around abruptly, and Rolf sat on the chair expressionlessly, as if he hadn't done anything.

Snape didn't pay attention to his small movements, but sneered at the corner of his mouth and said:

Longbottom, I have answered both questions. I didn't expect you to be a wizard of potions... I need an assistant to help me deal with the piggies in this class, and you are the only one.

Neville looked confused.

Snape waved his wand, and the corpse of a piggie flew out from the medicine storage room. His lips twisted, showing a malicious smile and said:

Remember that if you want ten pounds of lean meat, cut it into simmered meat, and don't see any fat on it; if you want another ten pounds of meat, you should also cut it into simmered meat, and don't see any fine meat on it.

Finally, another ten pounds of cartilage is required, and it must be finely chopped, so that no meat is on it...

...

Neville really wanted to say, are you entertaining me? But he was afraid of being beaten, so he picked up the silver knife and started to deal with the piggies.

As for you... Snape turned to look at Rove, glanced at Shirley again, and said with a sneer:

It's time to split the golden mate, Swinton, you're paired with Hannah Abbott for this class.

Scamander... you brew the potion all by yourself, no problem, right?

What else could Rove say, but sat alone in front of the cauldron, while Shirley reluctantly moved to Hannah's side.

Snape stared at Shirley and Hannah, chuckled softly:

Before get out of class is over today, I'm going to give Scamander and Longbottom the shrinking solution you two made, and see what interesting things happen.

Perhaps in doing so, it will encourage both of you to take potion-making more seriously.

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Rove looked stunned, is Snape so vicious now?

Who is Hannah?

The idiot duo as famous as Neville, the classic crouching dragon and phoenix chick, and the potion brewed by her hands must be... amazing.

Can I drink that?

Many students laughed, unable to hide their gloating.

Snape looked around and said coldly: Don't worry, I will randomly select a few students among you to taste the potion I made.

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Remember, if the ingredients are sloppy, it will shrink some organs of the body of the person taking the medicine, probably permanently.

So, you need to pay extra attention to your steps.

Everyone looked at each other in horror. What if some special parts were permanently shrunk?

They all rushed to the storage cabinet, fearing that they would get bad magic materials and cause problems with their shrinking solution.

Rove was picking daisy roots and caterpillars, when Shirley quietly came over and whispered in the boy's ear, What should I do?

The potion level of the girl with ponytails was very average. It would be fine if she brewed the potion by herself, but with Hannah around, she couldn't control it at all.

Rove already had a solution. He pointed to a magic material in the corner and said in a low voice, After brewing the body shrinking solution, you can add some of that to the potion to remove the toxin.

Xue Li followed the boy's gaze, lowered her head slightly, then suddenly realized, and exclaimed: Wow, you are so smart!

That's right. Rove said triumphantly, A little Snape...what can I do?

Snape did not know when he appeared behind the boy. He took the potions textbook and knocked hard on the heads of the two of them respectively.

What are you two talking about? How many words are there that can't be said after class? How about I set aside a special place for the two of you to chat on the podium?

Ten points for Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw!

Rove and Shirley quickly shut up and returned to their positions with their respective magic materials.

Snape walked around the classroom, constantly berating the students.

Tell me, Miss Tussaud, has something penetrated into your thick skull and polluted your brain? Have you listened to my lecture... all it takes is a drop of rat bile!

And you two... didn't I say clearly that a little leech juice is enough!

I'd love to split your heads open and see if there's anything in there but black paste!

Snape snarled wherever he went, and as he passed Rove's cauldron, his hooked-nosed eyes cast a low-down glance without making any comment, which meant he couldn't find anything wrong with it. .

But passing Shirley and Hannah's cauldron, Snape stopped again with a terrible sarcasm on his face.

Their cauldron was sputtering orange sparks, and Hannah frantically poked the flames under the cauldron with the tip of her wand.

With Hannah's help, Shirley didn't pay attention, and there was a problem with the potion, which made her in a hurry.

But Snape didn't say anything, anyway, he didn't drink the potion, and he walked towards Neville again.

After cutting the inch bone, peel off the pumpkin seeds, remember to peel off the skin, and then grind it into a fine powder... If you can't finish it, you are not allowed to leave today.

Neville had a bitter expression on his face, the hand he had just chopped meat was still burning and hurting.

When the get out of class was about to end, Snape excitedly stopped and said, Okay, it's time to taste the potion.

Snape pointed to Justin and McMillan, telling them to taste their potion first.

After Justin took a sip tremblingly, his body remained unchanged, but his head suddenly became the size of a fist, and the proportions looked very scary.

McMillan's whole body was cold, his face was full of horror, he... couldn't feel his arms anymore, and the ammunition disappeared.

Snape's dark eyes lit up, Alright, let's look at Swinton and Miss Abbott's potions.

If it succeeds, Scamander will undoubtedly become smaller after drinking it, but if something goes wrong with the potion... hehe.

There must be something wrong with Shirley and Hannah's shrinking solution, because the perfect potion will show a bright and dazzling green color, but their potion is orange and smells like rotten eggs.

It is said that it is not poisonous, and everyone does not believe it.

Rove looked at the potion, but he didn't seem to dare to try it lightly. His hands trembled, and he said with fear on his face:

Professor Snape, if I drink this potion, will I give Hufflepuff points?

Of course, Scamander, as long as you drink two full cups. Snape took out a cup and said with a smile, I'll add twenty points to Hufflepuff.

After drinking, Scamander will definitely have diarrhea on the spot... It is still a good deal to exchange twenty cents for his embarrassment.

Rove seemed to have made up his mind. After scooping up two cups of potion, he quickly poured it into his stomach. He staggered and said with pain on his face:

This medicine is poisonous...

Twenty points for Hufflepuff, Snape said briskly, waiting patiently for Rove to fall, and then go down.

But Rove wobbled, but didn't pour it. He quickly drank another cup of potion, and finally clicked his tongue: It tastes really good.

...

The students of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw applauded. This is the real warrior.

Snape was full of doubts. He bent down, sniffed the potion with his hooked nose, and put some potion in his mouth with his finger. He quickly said angrily:

Who are you to steal my bezoar!

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(Thanks to the two big guys Drifting Moonlight and Nine-tailed Flaming Fox for their rewards)