The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

John was really not prepared to tell Snape that he had refined the Dreamless Sleeping Potion.

It doesn't make sense.

After all, he's really not interested in things like credits.

And he didn't think Snape would really give them points for something like this.

After coming to Hogwarts for so long, he had a relatively detailed understanding of Snape.

This potions professor not only has a sharp tongue, but he is also petty.

He protects his own shortcomings, but he is actually not generous to the students of his own college.

When his students make mistakes, he will punish them more harshly and speak more viciously.

It can be said that John has a deep understanding of this. After all, he worked under Snape and made mistakes not once or twice.

However, when John arrived at the office, he discovered that something was not right with Snape.

In the past, Snape's expression was always gloomy, as if someone owed him a large sum of Galleons.

But today, there was a faint smile on Snape's lips.

Seeing John come in, he even nodded kindly.

This strange and unusual behavior made John a little uneasy.

He put down his tool box and immediately got to work.

His attitude was even more serious than usual, for fear that Snape would catch him wrong.

Snape, on the other hand, continued to stare at John with that 'amiable' look.

What John didn't know was that Snape had actually been following them secretly on the night of the Midnight Duel and witnessed Harry's humiliation with his own eyes.

This made him, like Draco, so excited that he didn't sleep all night. Afterwards, he extracted a copy of that memory so that he could reflect on it in the future.

Later, when he met Draco asking for leave for John, he agreed directly without being angry at all.

At this moment, he saw how John was pleasing to his eyes.

After all, John, as his other self, taught Po Te a lesson!

But soon, Snape's smile gradually disappeared.

Because he smelled a strange smell from John.

"Hmm...valerian root, belladonna and lavender...have you made the Dreamless Sleeping Potion?"

Snape frowned and said, "Don't you know that the refining process of Dreamless Sleep Potion is corrosive? You made such a dangerous potion yourself without reporting it?!"

John didn't expect Snape's nose to be so sharp. Considering that the punishment for lying might be heavier, he simply said directly:

"What you're teaching me is that I was reckless."

Snape did not answer, but looked John up and down, and then stretched out his hand when he saw that John did not appear to be burned.

"Uh, what is this?"

John said with some confusion. Upon hearing this, Snape's eyes widened and he said:

"Where is the potion you made? You are my student, don't tell me that you can fail in making such a simple potion?"

John curled his lips and had no choice but to hand over a freshly filled bottle of Dreamless Sleeping Potion.

Snape didn't say any more nonsense, just uncorked the bottle, first fanned it to smell the smell, and then tasted it lightly with a silver spoon.

"The smell is wrong, the taste is wrong, but the effect is still there. What did you add to it?"

Hearing Snape ask this, John also laughed.

He was quite proud of his creativity and directly told how he changed the smell and taste of the medicine.

Upon hearing this, Snape's facial muscles twitched.

He knew very well that John had an amazing talent in potions just like him.

Especially similar to him in not sticking to textbooks and daring to innovate.

But the problem is that the innovations he made and the changes to the traditional formula were almost all for the purpose of improving the potion's effect and refining efficiency.

Where's John?

This guy actually used this ingenuity on such a meaningless thing as improving the smell and taste of potions!

Seeing John's triumphant look, Snape's lungs almost exploded with anger.

"Stupid! So stupid!" Snape roared, "I really wonder if you were taken away by a troll! No, no, no! Saying you are a troll is simply an insult to the troll, even if Even a troll can't do something stupid like racking your brains for smell and taste! You've completely wasted your talent!"

"I don't think this is anything stupid!"

John couldn't help but get angry when he heard Snape belittle his masterpiece, "In my opinion, refining potions and cooking food are the same thing. They both require slow stewing over high fire, a lot of patience, and finally let The user eats it. The only difference is that the effect of the potion will be more abundant. In this case, why can't we find a way to make the potion taste better?

As a cook...well, as a potion master, we can't just focus on how to improve the effect and efficiency, but we should also find ways to optimize the taste of the potion!

This is what a new generation of potion master should do! "

Snape felt like he was about to have a brain hemorrhage.

The potion business that he loved was actually mixed up with things like John and cooking.

This is simply a stain on his faith!

'no!I will never let my other self go astray like this! '

Snape thought like this and felt a sense of mission arise spontaneously.

He said to John with a serious face:

"There's a big problem with your thinking, and I have to correct it!"

As soon as this statement came out, John immediately wanted to refute it.

But Snape took the lead and said:

"So starting from today, you will not only handle the materials, but also be responsible for assisting me in refining the potion! I hope that in this process, you can truly appreciate the charm of the potion, instead of confusing it with humble cooking!"

Hearing this, John was stunned.

Snape asked him to assist in refining potions, which was basically teaching him step-by-step how to make potions.

He had just confronted Snape.

How come Snape not only didn't become angry, but also taught him how to make medicine?

The more John thought about it, the more he felt that something was not right with Snape today, and couldn't help but ask:

"Professor Snape, isn't this your style? Were you killed by a troll?"

"You fucking mua——"

Snape roared angrily, his hand already ready to reach for his wand.

But in the end, he held back.

"Just wait and see! John Shafik! You will regret it soon!" Snape gritted his teeth, "Many of the potions I usually make are poisonous, and if you make a mistake and the potion is refining If you fail, I will pour all the magic potion into your mouth! Let you feel the taste of life worse than death!"

After saying this, Snape's lips turned into a sinister smile.

He felt that he was extremely cruel!

However, John's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

He couldn't help but murmured:

"There is such a good thing in the world?"

You know, drinking the magic potion is actually absorbing magic power, and the efficiency is several orders of magnitude higher than normal.

Therefore, Snape wanted to torture him and force him to drink the poison that failed to be refined. In essence, he was helping John improve his magic talent!

After all, even if the potion fails to be refined, there is still some magic power in it.

And Snape couldn't really poison him.

In just a few seconds, John even figured out how to get stuck in the loop.

He deliberately made a bad potion - Snape fed him a poisonous bad potion - he went to the school hospital to take an antidote to relieve the negative effects - when he came back, he deliberately made a bad potion again...

If the cycle repeats like this, how quickly can he improve his magic talent?

John couldn't even imagine it!

Now John just hopes that Snape will not be timid and must stick to his beliefs!