hogwarts shady

Did Snape take the wrong medicine today?

Could it be that the good mood he had accumulated during the winter vacation was completely wiped out by Harry Potter last Friday?

Ryan frowned. He recalled the contents of the book and replied: "The first use is that dragon's blood is fertilizer for the magic plant dragon's blood grass."

Snape's eyes darkened.

"The second use is that part of the dragon's blood can be used as a topical medicine. Its strong vitality gives it a certain healing effect." Ryan continued, "However, most of the dragon's blood is also toxic, especially that of the Welsh Green Dragon. The dragon's blood cannot be applied externally."

Snape nodded noncommittally and said in a cold tone, "Continue."

"The third use is that it can be used to prepare powerful healing potions." Ryan said, "However, this is an older formula, and now relatively mild herbs are generally used to replace the efficacy of dragon blood."

The rotation of the looking glass sped up a little more.

Ryan sighed: "The fourth use is that dragon blood is the drawing material for almost all alchemy formations and magic symbols."

The temperature of the speculum began to rise.

Ryan frowned again, feeling something was wrong.

Snape's attitude was no different from usual. Why did the looking glass keep spinning?

Could it be that Old Bat has actually been angry with Shisanxiang and is full of resentment to this day?

The looking glass should have started turning last week in Potions class.

Sure enough, it's Potter's fault!

Forget it, give the old bat some face.

Ryan lowered his head and said, "Sorry, Professor, I forgot the rest."

"It seems that I still have high regard for your ability, Franklin." Snape sneered, "I have heard other professors say more than once that you are the most promising little wizard in Hufflepuff. Now it seems, That’s all.”

The direction of rotation of the looking glass suddenly returned to counterclockwise, and the speed also slowed down.

Ryan narrowed his eyes. Did the old bat feel so good so quickly?

Snape walked next to Ryan and whispered: "Let me tell you, Franklin. The fifth use, the base solution of the magic growth agent, is something that only fools would drink; the sixth use, the main solution of the skin hardener Materials, corresponding to the seventh use, are auxiliary materials for skin softeners; the eighth is the soaking solution for wand core materials, especially dragon heartstrings."

This can maintain the vitality of the core material, Ryan added in his heart.

Snape paused for a moment and continued: "The ninth type is to relieve vampire thirst; the tenth type is a dye for magic cloth; the No. 11 type is the additive for most magic inks. And the No. 12 type is to make Ingredients for stove cleaner.”

Ryan waited quietly for Snape to deduct his points.

Snape suddenly said: "Why don't you write this down?"

The little wizards quickly started writing.

Snape showed a look of disgust and said coldly: "Sit down, Franklin. Although I don't expect that your big brain can hold much, I still hope that your ability can be worthy of questioning." my behavior.”

He turned around and walked back to the podium with an indifferent tone: "We are starting to learn how to configure energy potions."

Ryan sat down with some confusion. Snape's words today were very strange.

And he hasn't deducted his points yet.

Sure enough, my uncle is here, Ryan confirmed in his heart.

Snape asked a few more people to stand up and answer the question about the formula of the energy potion, and every time a young wizard stood up, the counterclockwise rotation of the speculum on Ryan's chest would speed up.

This made it difficult for Ryan to concentrate. He always felt that there was a cold gaze floating back and forth among the little wizards.

Snape's cold air technique seems to have improved again.

"In groups of two, come to the podium to receive the materials." After Snape wrote the key points on the blackboard, he began to patrol among the young wizards.

"Kona, what are you doing?" Snape asked coldly.

"I'm pouring Horklap juice, Professor." A Ravenclaw boy replied tremblingly.

"If your eye has no use for you, please throw it away, Mr. Corner." Snape said slowly, "Item three on the blackboard."

There it says: Hokrapu juice must be diluted before it is poured into the crucible.

Kona hurriedly turned off the cauldron's flame.

"Macmillan! You idiot!" Snape had already walked up to Ernie and sprayed his face with saliva. "Tell me, what color is the energy potion?"

"Clear... clear light blue..." Ernie said awkwardly.

"I never knew you had color blindness, Mr. Macmillan." Snape said in a pitiful tone, "Let me tell you, the thing in your crucible is called turbid dark green. You are really a genius at boiling poisons."

Ernie blushed and lowered his head while holding back tears.

"Smith, what are you laughing at?" Snape looked to the other side with a compelling gaze.

Zachary Smith raised his head with some pride. He had turned off the flame, and the medicine in the crucible showed a relatively transparent blue color.

"Ah, it seems that someone has already finished it." Snape walked up behind Zacharias and sneered, "As I expected, the stupid fools came one after another. Tell me, Smith, the last entry on the blackboard is written What is it?"

Zacharias raised his head and muttered: "The cooking time must reach 15 minutes."

"It seems that your eyes are not blind." Snape waved his wand, and Zacharias's cauldron burst into flames. The potion quickly became turbid and gave off a pungent smell.

"This is your work, Mr. Smith." Snape said softly, "Do you dare to drink your own work?"

Zacharias quickly shook his head.

"Redo it!" Snape snorted, "Finrelly! Are your hands there just for decoration? Without Franklin, wouldn't you even know how to eat?"

Justin curled his lips and did not reply.

Snape walked step by step to Ryan and Justin. He glanced at the potion in the cauldron and frowned.

Ryan ignored Snape standing behind him. He concentrated on observing the changes in the potion in the crucible, sifting in some ground dry grasshopper powder from time to time.

"Justin, give me lavender." Ryan greeted.

Justin immediately grabbed the lavender from the table and handed it to Ryan's hand.

After melting the lavender into the potion, Ryan added three washed mint leaves to the crucible.

At this point, he waved his wand, causing the flames in the cauldron to turn to a simmer.

Ryan let out a sigh of relief, and then all he had to do was wait for 15 minutes.

"There is about one gram more grasshopper powder." Snape suddenly said, "And there is at least three grams less lavender. Do you know what this means, Franklin."

"This means the medicine may be less effective," Ryan replied.

Snape clicked his tongue and said in a sarcastic tone: "You should be glad that you didn't mix a poison. If the situation were reversed, with less grasshopper powder and more lavender, you would get a pot of mania. Potion, many people died from exhaustion.”

Ryan nodded: "Thank you for the reminder, Professor."

Knowing this, he deliberately put less lavender in it, because it was one thing for the medicine to be ineffective, but it was another thing to mix it into poison.

But Ryan was not going to argue with Snape anymore, and the speculum on his chest finally became quiet just now.

This is for yourself to save your life, not for Snape's emotional thermometer.