Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

"Leo, go." Shelley's owl flapped its wings a few times and flew toward the window.

The potions class in the morning was taken with Slytherin. The classroom was set up underground and the environment was very cold.

There are rows of long tables in the classroom, with equipment placed on them. There are many glass bottles filled with animal specimens on the side shelves. The light is dim and the candles flicker.

Shelley walked to the Gryffindor side and looked at Hermione, who turned her head to the side.

"I'm sorry..." Shelley naturally sat next to Hermione, "I shouldn't have said that."

Hermione turned her head and glanced at Shelley, her eyes confusing.

"bump!"

Professor Severus Snape suddenly opened the door and strode in. He was dressed in black robes, with long black hair, a hooked nose, and sallow skin.

During the roll call, his words seemed to have no ups and downs, accompanied by pauses from time to time, which was suffocating.

When he read Harry Potter, he paused for several seconds.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the air, and his eyes were dark and empty, making it impossible to see the end.

As Shelley expected, Snape targeted Harry at every turn.

"Potter, what will I get if I add daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion?" Snape asked suddenly, his tone low.

Hermione raised her hand, Shelley followed suit, and he thought he heard Hermione snort.

Snape ignored them completely and sat directly in front of Harry, staring at him.

Harry looked confused.

"So, let's change the question. If you were looking for a bezoar, where would you start?"

O_o

Hermione and Shelley continued to raise their hands.

"What is the difference between Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane?" Snape continued to ask, looking at Harry with an extremely deep look.

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painful love

Makes me miserable

How can I relieve my pain?

I have two identities

in darkness

I live for love

Never regret until death

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At this moment Harry had no idea of ​​the hidden meaning of Snape's three questions.

"Let me tell you, Potter, narcissus root powder and mugwort can be mixed together to make a very powerful sleeping potion, which is a dose of water of life and death. Bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a cow. It has extremely powerful The detoxification effect. As for Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane, they are the same plant, and they are also collectively called Aconitum. Do you understand? Why don’t you write these down? "

……

"One point from Gryffindor!"

"One more point from Gryffindor!"

"Five points from Gryffindor!"

After class, Harry and Ron paid Hagrid's invitation to visit him in his cabin.

Shelley, on the other hand, chased Hermione who left right after class.

"Don't follow me."

"where are you going?"

"library."

"What a coincidence."

……

Hermione had been avoiding Shelley for the past few days and had flying lessons on Thursday.

This time I'm going with Slytherin.

On Thursday morning, at breakfast, Hermione annoyed Harry and Ron by going on and on about some flying instructions she had gleaned from a library book called Quidditch: The Origins.

Shelley listened silently.

Neville looked hungry. He was afraid that he would make a mistake again later.

Owls swarmed in, and Neville received a memory ball.

Hermione said, "I read in a book that if you forget things..."

"The smoke inside will turn red." Shelley said, and Hermione looked over.

Shelley looked directly into Hermione's eyes, and Hermione turned her furry head shyly.

She was still struggling with the love letter thing, while Shelley was wondering whether or not he should write a love letter to Hermione.When she really receives the love letter, will she be angry...

"The problem is, I don't remember what I forgot?" Neville fell into deep thought, trying desperately to figure out what he had forgotten.

Draco Malfoy passed the Gryffindor table and snatched the memory ball from his hand.

He is a Slytherin student, and I heard from Harry that Malfoy had a hard time getting along with him.

As expected, Shelley saw Malfoy's arrogant attitude and wondered where his sense of superiority came from.

At this time, Professor McGonagall noticed this: "What's going on?"

Malfoy threw the memory ball back on the table. The memory ball rolled around, and Neville grabbed the memory ball again.

"We'll see." His two little followers, Crabbe and Goyle, followed him dutifully and hurried away.

"Don't mind them."

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During the flying class, Gryffindor and Slytherin students stood in two rows facing each other, with twenty broomsticks neatly placed between them. Professor Rolanda Hooch walked among the young wizards, looking very energetic. .

"Welcome to the first flying lesson! What are you waiting for? Hurry up and stand to the left of the broomstick."

The little wizards stepped forward. "Come on, move faster."

"Put your right hand directly above the broom and say, up!"

"Up!" The little wizards all followed suit. Harry Potter was truly gifted, and the broom flew directly into his hands.

Malfoy, who came to provoke him before, also succeeded, and he smiled proudly.

But most wizards' brooms were not very obedient, and most of them just spun around. Ron's broom hit his face, and Neville's didn't even move.

Shelley looked at the old brooms in front of him with scattered branches, wondering how long these brooms had been used.

"Try a few more times and bring some emotion."

"Up, up, up, up!"

Hermione even read out the four tones of Chinese, which made Shelley feel the color of his previous life.

Are you practicing your Chinese pronunciation?But this one looks super cute.

Finally, it was Shelley who got the broomstick into his hand before Hermione did. "How about it?"

"Huh, you're just a little faster than me. Aren't you one of the last ones to pick up the broom?" Hermione put on a arrogant face again, and her fierce eyes made Shelley stop showing off. .

After some time, Neville finally got his broom, again under the sole guidance of Professor Hooch.

"Students who got the broom, now I want you to ride on it." Professor Huo Qi continued: "When I blow the whistle, I want each of you to kick the ground hard so that your broom can fly up in the air. Stop for a moment."

"Rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and drop straight back to the ground. Listen to my whistle—three—two—"

Neville jumped up nervously in advance, and the broom flew straight up, getting higher and higher.

People on the ground could see Neville's pale face. He was scurrying around in the sky, his broom completely out of control.

As soon as Professor Hooch took out his wand, Neville flew towards the crowd. Everyone dispersed and hid on both sides.

Now Neville is up in the sky again, oh no, he's fallen down.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" Shelley pulled out his wand and cast a levitating spell.

Neville's descent slowed - but he still landed face down on the ground.

Professor Hooch bent down and looked down at Neville. Her face was as pale as Neville's.

"Well done, Shelley, five points from Gryffindor." She helped Neville up and whispered, "Okay, it's okay kid, your wrist seems to be broken."

"Next, I will take Neville to the infirmary. I hope everyone puts their brooms down where they are. Otherwise, if you don't even touch the edge of Quidditch, you will be expelled from school!"

Professor Huo Qi helped Neville towards the infirmary.

Malfoy playfully held the memory ball belonging to Neville: "Did you see his face? If he grabs this, he will remember to land on his butt."