Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

What powder and what solution?

Harry stood up unexpectedly, his mind going blank...

"I don't know, sir."

Hermione's arms were raised high, but Snape ignored him.

"Tsk...is this the savior? It's funny enough. So Potter, if I asked you to find a piece of bezoar, where would you look for it?"

Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle beside Jerry were shaking with laughter, and Harry's voice was slightly trembling.

"I don't know, sir."

At this moment, a voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

"Sorry, Professor..."

It was Hermione, who stood up without Snape's permission.

"Oh?" Snape immediately looked over with cold and empty eyes, "Miss Granger? I remember I didn't seem to let you speak... Because you interrupted the professor's speech and disrupted the order of the class, Gryffindor deducted five points. .”

If another girl were stared at by Snape like this, even if she was a few years ahead, she would probably be scared to tears.

Hermione was frightened at first, but after seeing Jerry looking at him from a distance, she forced herself to look at him.

He's just a bad-tempered, slightly biased professor... Hermione repeatedly warned herself that if she couldn't even deal with such a relatively safe professor, let alone deal with Jerry and the darkness hiding behind him. Powerful.

Hermione took a deep breath: "I'm extremely sorry, Professor." She said quickly, "Narcissus root powder and mugwort solution can prepare the water of life and death, but this is the content of the sixth grade class. Bezoar is extracted from the stomach of cows A stone with strong detoxifying properties, this is fourth grade stuff.”

"I don't have a problem with you, but I thought you could ask some questions that are more in line with the first-year curriculum."

I don't know how many years no one had dared to contradict Snape in public like this, which made him unable to react for a moment and just stayed in place.

There was silence in the classroom, both Gryffindor and Slytherin looked at the petite girl in awe.

For a long time, Snape's lips moved and he said word by word: "Miss Granger, can I understand that... you are teaching me how to do something?"

"No, sir." Hermione bowed her head respectfully, "Just some reasonable suggestions."

Snape looked a little dazed. In the girl in front of him, he seemed to see the shadow of another person - the same cleverness, the same talent, the same fear of power...

No!That person is dead, you killed her!

Snape came back to his senses, and he forced himself not to look at the girl's burning gaze: "I hate it when people question my teaching methods, even the principal... Next time you let me hear such words, just give it to me Get out and never come in again!"

After saying that, he ignored Hermione and Harry and went straight to the podium: "Turn to page [-] of your textbook. Today we are learning a simple potion to treat scabies. Believe me, anyone with a normal IQ can It can be configured before get out of class ends..."

Harry suddenly felt a tug on his sleeve. It was Ron.Only then did he react and hurriedly sat down.

For a moment just now, he even thought that Snape was going to deduct [-] points from Gryffindor!

Now, is it all over?

He didn't even get the slightest penalty!

"Man, she's really cool, isn't she?" Ron whispered to him.

Harry looked at the girl's back and nodded sincerely: "Yeah, it's so cool!"

At the same time, Harry also had some changes in the Potions Professor who didn't seem to be a good person.

The other party doesn't seem to be the kind of guy who is completely unreasonable?

But immediately, Harry overturned his idea.

Snape wrote all the steps on the blackboard, then divided them into pairs and followed the steps to prepare the scabies potion.He walked around below, pointing out their mistakes.

After a while, Gryffindor was deducted more than ten points, but Slytherin was not deducted a single point.

That wasn't fair, he had just witnessed Crabbe and Goyle's team squash their slugs and had to go get another one.

Snape was standing beside them at the time, but he walked over as if he hadn't seen them.

He looked at Hermione expectantly, hoping that she would stand up for justice like she did before.But the girl is now concentrating on the crucible in front of her. The liquid in the crucible has now turned into a clear blue, which is a sign of imminent success...

"She should be given ten points..." Harry muttered, and heard a scream in his ears.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

Harry reacted and realized that he was just about to add a handful of porcupine quills to the crucible, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

This is the dangerous behavior that Snape emphasized repeatedly just now!

He saw Snape walking towards this side with a happy expression on his face, and immediately felt an ominous premonition...

His premonition was correct, Snape stopped in front of him as expected: "Potter, it seems you didn't take what I just said to heart... What a pity, Gryffindor will deduct another point..."

Halfway through his words, Harry saw his expression change. It was an expression of pain and disbelief.

Behind him, a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared, and a loud whistle - Harry thought for a moment that he had cast some curse on himself.

What came next was Neville's painful cry, and Harry noticed that Neville had burned out his cauldron at some point, and the potion flowed all over the floor, and some of it spilled on Snape. Water was dripping from his robe.

Neville, who was soaked in potion, now had red and swollen scabies on his arms and legs.

Harry finally understood what was going on with Snape's painful expression, and he was a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, Snape stood in front of him, otherwise he would have been the injured one.

"Idiot! You put the porcupine quills in the pot without taking it off the fire, didn't you?"

Pain and anger made his expression extremely distorted. Neville was so frightened that he even cried much less.

"Professor, this is the healing potion I prepared..." Malfoy smiled proudly. His potion was now an almost transparent light blue, representing almost perfect quality.

But his smile only lasted for a short moment, and he saw Hermione handing a glass bottle to Snape.

It contained a completely transparent, water-like potion.

That was exactly what Snape mentioned, the product of perfect steps.

Hermione handed the two bottles to Snape and Neville respectively, and said softly: "Professor, can you help me see its effect?"