Son-in-law of the Hibiscus family at Hogwarts

The first class of school is Potions class!

Weston looked at the class schedule in his hand and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

It was so late yesterday that he didn't say a word to Snape at all, but looking at his teacher's face, he knew that today might not be an easy day.

Maybe, you might also experience what Harry Potter went through!Weston guessed, of course, maybe even scarier...

Damn it, it’s just one stab when you extend your head, and it’s just one stab when you shrink your head, and that’s it!Weston gritted his teeth and thought.

As the saying goes, if you sharpen your guns in battle, you will lose your happiness!Weston knew this very well and did nothing else all morning. He had been in the Ravenclaw lounge reading potion textbooks for each grade and other potion-related books in order to pass the test.

He knows how unruly his teacher is!

Sure enough, in the afternoon class, his premonition came true...

"You are here to learn the rigorous and precise subject of Potions!" Snape stood on the podium, his powerful aura and low tone immediately swaying the entire class.

"I don't expect everyone to understand the mystery of this seemingly non-magical course! There is no silly waving of wands or yelling of spells. More often than not, you are just trying to ignore the magic. Be calm and angry!”

"Perhaps, the charming atmosphere in the crucible can fill your brain, and the cold liquid can flow throughout your body through your blood vessels. This unique feeling may not be experienced by any of you!"

"I can teach you to forge honor and disgrace, and I can also teach you to be cheered, and even to prevent death! As long as you don't forget to bring your brains!"

"Of course, some students are already famous at a young age..." Snape said as he slowly walked down the stage. The whisper-like voice coming out of his mouth actually sounded a bit like A poisonous snake spits out letters.

"I think fame sometimes requires some ability to match it!" Snape walked to Weston's table and stopped.

He put one foot on the chair in front of the table, crossed his arms, and brought his face closer: "Tell me, Mr. Delacour, what do I need to do if I want to treat scabies?"

"You can use the pus from the bubble stem or scabies medicine! Professor!"

"What materials are needed for scabies medicine?"

"Dried nettles, snake tooth powder, horned slugs and porcupine quills. If the scabies is not too severe, you can omit the horned slugs, but the amount of snake tooth powder should be tripled! Professor!"

"Very good. What kind of potion can be brewed using the slough of the African tree snake and the powdered horn of the bicorn?"

"You can brew a poison! If you add a few more medicinal materials, you can make a polyjuice potion!"

......

Just during this question and answer, 15 minutes passed quickly.The little wizards did not feel bored, and they all stared at it for a while.

For people of this age, whether they are wizards or Muggles, they are all children, and their hearts have always been that playing is more important than learning.

Therefore, when they discovered a being whose knowledge reserve far exceeded their own, while they admired it, they also wondered why this guy knew so much!

To them, this is something extremely difficult to understand!

"Very good, it seems you haven't relaxed since you returned!" After asking for a long time, Snape finally let Weston go temporarily.

He turned back to look at the whole class and suddenly shouted loudly: "Do you know it all? Or do you still have not brought your brains with you? Do you even want me to teach you how to take notes?"

After hearing this, the students hurriedly took out parchment paper and quills, and began to take notes in a hurry.For a moment, the classroom was filled with the sound of quills scratching across parchment.

"Well done, you are indeed my outstanding student!" Snape turned around and praised loudly.

"Thank you, teacher!" Weston responded humbly.

"I'm telling the truth, Weston!" Snape went out of his way today and began to praise Weston, which Weston was not used to.

The students were stunned!Although he has not been in school for a long time, the old bat's reputation as a poisonous snake is already well known, and I have never heard that the professor has been so kind!

Should I say that he deserves to be Weston?

"Then, for your excellent performance——"

Come on, come on, the first extra point of school!The Ravenclaw students' eyes lit up.

"Ten points for Slytherin!"

well?Is this wrong?The students were all confused, even the Slytherin students didn't understand!

Sure enough, one shouldn't expect anything from him!Weston had the urge to cover his face.

In the following time, Snape once again wowed the audience...

"Oh, yes, excellent medicinal processing skills, five points for Slytherin!"

"..."

"Keeping observation skills and superb techniques, five more points for Slytherin!"

"..."

"Perfect result, such a charming sapphire blue, crystal clear! Well done, Weston, even I couldn't have done it better! Without a doubt, twenty points to Slytherin!"

Brother, please be gentle!Weston wailed inwardly.He couldn't stand the resentful looks from the Ravenclaw students!

How can we destroy one of our enemy's spies?

I guess all the little Ravenclaws feel like this...

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the bright smile on Snape's face faded slightly. He said to Weston, "Looking forward to your better performance!" and announced the end of get out of class.

It’s over, let’s cool down!Weston took a breath of air, these words were too harsh, and the damage was absolutely huge!

Sure enough, the eyes of the Ravenclaws were all fixed on him, and there was a feeling that if you dare to have sex with me, you will die together.

"Weston——" A faint voice sounded from behind Weston.

Weston stiffened, turned around mechanically, and smiled awkwardly: "What's the matter, Penelo?

Penello shook his head, showing a distressed look, and sighed: "Tell me, did the Sorting Hat sort you into the wrong house?..."

"No, probably!" Weston said uncertainly.He was also a little confused. After all, strictly speaking, he was the descendant of Snape and should belong to Slytherin. For some reason, the Sorting Hat assigned him to Ravenclaw.

"Maybe something went wrong! I heard my father say that antiques are only for looking at, not for use! The same must be true for the Sorting Hat!" Kudo Shinra presented her wonderful reasoning.

"Maybe!" Weston smiled bitterly, "However, I am already in Ravenclaw House, so I can only accept this result, can't I?"

"It seems like this!" Penello thought of this, and his eyes became resentful again, "Thanks to someone, Slytherin got nearly fifty points at the beginning of the semester! Can't you be more restrained... ..."

"I'll try my best!" Weston nodded with a wry smile.

Simple children, you will be happy if I restrain myself, but I will die...