The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

After finishing the first project, Hogwarts returned to the previous study, but they were not happy after all, because the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang didn't have to go to class...

Potions class on Thursday morning, Little Badger and Eagle Sauce walked dejectedly to the dark and damp underground Potions class classroom.

When they just took their seats, Snape walked in through the door at the same time as if timing the timing. He dragged his black robe and walked through the aisle on the other side of Wayne.

Snape's hooked nose sank, and his dark eyes quickly scanned the classroom:

All the required instruments were neatly placed on each table, and it had to be said that this really made him feel a little happy, which was the rigorous attitude of wizards towards potion science;

Besides the required textbooks and notebooks, on the other side was Cyrus and Hermione's updated Potions textbook... which had many differences from the fourth year textbook.

Speaking of this, Harry said that this has helped him a lot, at least, he no longer has to worry about Snape, the old bat, making things difficult...

Although Snape would still think of other tricks to deduct points from Gryffindor, at least Harry would be more relaxed.

"Huh...it's very suitable for you to be lazy!" Snape said softly, "But thanks to Miss Granger and Mr. Cyrus, I can give you a book that you trolls can understand... ..”

Cyrus felt as if he was trying to disassociate himself from the new Potions textbook. If it wasn't for the extremely high sales volume, perhaps he and Hermione would think that Snape was expressing 'dissatisfaction'.

But from the beginning to the present, Professor Snape didn't say anything other than the occasional satire on the simplicity of the new Potions textbook.

The silver balance on Snape's podium had disappeared, leaving only a more accurate mechanical scale.

"Wayne Hopkins! What kind of potion is the mistletoe berry... Close the book, don't read~" He suddenly turned his head and asked a question while explaining the ingredients of the potion.

Why didn't you ask Cyrus?Hehe... He is a person who participated in the compilation, how could he not read these most basic knowledge points.

"Uh... Infatuation water?" Wayne looked helplessly at his girlfriend Fawcett, combined with the associations in his mind, said bumpyly, "Probably about the column of love potions..."

"Did your Muggle head get mixed up? Five points off Hufflepuff...Apparently some people can't remember even with something more convenient." Snape stood in front of Cyrus , as if the firepower would be transferred at any time.

But Hermione was a little proud, the toe of her upturned shoe got stuck on Cyrus' heel.

She seemed to think that Professor Snape was somehow, a disguised endorsement, because Snape said it was something that was more convenient, obviously, it was a product of change.

(The New Potions is a product of change, not 'change')

"Turn to page 38 and draw a note...Mistletoe berries are ingredients for common antidote and potion of forgetting." Snape said with empty hands, "Don't think that mistletoe is the same as Muggles. Same..."

It was easier for Snape to say it now... No, more accurately, it should be faster.

Because of "New Potionology", they only need to use a quill to dip ink, and simply draw a line under the knowledge point, without adding various fonts to the textbook.

Snape didn't need to write any extra nouns on the board....

Especially when it came to the step of 'making potions', Snape found that many people followed the most correct steps and dosage of materials in the textbooks to make it. After one class, no one failed....

Of course, there is still a gap compared to Cyrus and Hermione, but it is only the difference in impurities and effects.

"Phew~ This book is really life-saving..." Anthony and Michael of Ravenclaw were cleaning out their schoolbags, trying to find a way to bring back the amnesia potion they had made, "Fortunately... Ravenclaw didn't deduct points! "

"I heard from Cyrus and President Hermione that it's not just them, but another person edited it...I really love him to death!"

After class, Snape listened to the exclamations accumulated by the students, and put Hermione's perfect potion of forgetting in a showcase beside him with a sullen face.

"You are very welcome....Professor!" Cyrus smiled smugly.

get out of class was over now, and when he hadn't made any mistakes, Snape couldn't deduct points from him, and even if he did, it would only be a difference of one or two points...it doesn't matter!Big deal herbal medicine class and transfiguration class added back!

"That's just the 'person' they imagined, and it has nothing to do with me." Snape paused for a while, and said slowly.

"It is undeniable, Professor, that your more advanced ideas on potions and better instruments are very popular..." Hermione was also happy because she helped them, "We succeeded!"

Snape didn't put his name on it, so no one would think of him.

A professor who tried every means to deduct points from the other three academies, with a gloomy face every day, as if everyone owed him a hundred thousand Galleons, how could he have dedication to the magic world?

Although Cyrus and Hermione didn't know what other entertainments the professor had, at least it was certain that potions were what Severus Snape was best at.

He may not help someone unconditionally, but he will definitely be interested in potions related...

No matter how Professor Snape denied it, from the moment "New Potionology" was released, he had been inseparable from Cyrus and Hermione, and he had unknowingly boarded their "thief ship".

Snape looked into his eyes, and finally said leisurely: "It's already the end of get out of class, what are you doing here? Wait for me to treat you to lunch...if you like horned slugs"

The only thing he can confirm is that the two people in front of him are not using him...

They seemed to really want to help him, really wanted him to be the shining star in Potions, the brightest constellation.

"Then...cough...Professor, goodbye~" Cyrus looked at Snape who was as indifferent as ice, and didn't know what to say, so he had to leave temporarily with Hermione.

In the afternoon, it was Gryffindor and Slytherin's Potions class. He looked at the bottles and jars that automatically flew to the cabinet next to the wall with a blank face, and finally muttered to himself, but it turned into December's moist air.

He couldn't understand it, for money?But the price of the book is as low as the gift; for fame?They could even refuse the original Order of Merlin, [-]nd Class, for Muggles.

As if everything was just for fun.

The Transformation class that afternoon was about the 'Disappearing Curse'.

"Although this should be taught in the fifth grade, but considering that it is one of the most difficult spells in the OWL exam, it is better to give priority to the difficult ones." Professor McGonagall sent everyone a snail and an ordinary spell. paper.

A small living thing, and an ordinary dead thing...

"But where did the disappearing thing go?" Hermione bit the tip of her pen, as if talking to herself, and asked the professor, "Could it be a different form of reverse summoning, and it went somewhere else?"

Cyrus sat beside her with his head tilted, turning his head to look at Hermione's profile.

When Hermione was serious, she exposed her mouth from behind the scarf, and would involuntarily bite the nib of the quill when she was thinking. When her eyes moved to the side, Cyrus would immediately turn her head.

As if she didn't want her to find out that she was peeking...

"Turning into nothingness, that is to say, turning into everything" The snail in front of Professor McGonagall's desk seemed to disappear out of thin air, without any movement.

Then came the question, Cyrus raised his hand and asked her: "What if the target is a bottle full of poisonous gas? If it becomes everything, wouldn't it be the same as leaking?"

"Uh...good question, five points for Hufflepuff." McGonagall easily filled up the points deducted by Snape, "The poison gas is extracted, and the Vanishing Curse... just makes them turn into the most basic composition of "

Professor McGonagall added: "'Leak' means that it spreads out in place, but the Vanishing Charm makes the target 'world'-based...that is, they are everywhere, in the most primitive way back into the world”

This is what Cyrus found most curious about the spell.

"WT...then isn't this stronger than the Killing Curse?" Padma was still immersed in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class after the morning Potions class.

"Let go of those dangerous thoughts! Usually, the requirements for life forms that exceed the size of a mouse will gradually increase. When it comes to ordinary people or wizards, it is almost impossible!" Mag was quite frightened.

A snail is an invertebrate and not very challenging, while a mouse is a mammal and is much more demanding.

Who would compare the ordinary Vanishing Curse with the Killing Curse! !

Although judging from the way of expression, the Vanishing Curse is indeed more terrifying than the Unforgivable Curse, but so far, in the magic world, there is no use of the Vanishing Curse to turn a person into 'nothingness', otherwise...

Welcome to the family of the Unforgivable Curses with a fourth member - the Vanishing Curse!

'But there must be some pattern in it...if it's easier for invertebrates, what about the giant octopus in Black Lake? 'Cyrus quietly recorded his thoughts in his notebook.

He instinctively guessed that the restriction of the Vanishing Curse on life must be the embodiment of the vitality of individuals!

For example, the giant squid/octopus, which are also invertebrates, must be more unlikely than ordinary mice and kittens, because the vitality is higher than the former...

It's not just about distinguishing between difficult and easy in the form of ordinary life forms.

"In short, before you practice the disappearing spell, you should at least practice the cross-species transformation spell to the same extent as Cyrus~ because the knowledge points between the two are interlinked."

Professor McGonagall seemed to have forgotten that he was a Hufflepuff, just looking at the golden hairball in front of her, she couldn't help raising her hand and rubbing it...soft, soft...but soon, she put it down.

Cyrus perfectly transformed the guinea fowl into a guinea pig. The conversion between different species of mammals is of course related to the size and level of vitality.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, but Professor McGonagall did not announce the end of get out of class as usual.

"There's good news. The Yule Ball is only open to students above the fourth grade...but you can also invite students from the lower grades as partners. By the way, remember, the gowns and robes must be neat and clean!"

If Cyrus is not mistaken, when Professor McGonagall looks at him, there will always be a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, which is very subtle.

"But the Yule Ball can also make us relax! After all...we don't have anyone here to lead the dance except Cedric," Cyrus said vindictively, "everyone can...let their hair go and relax~ "

Hermione froze for a moment, and when she saw Professor McGonagall's eyes gradually becoming sharper, she knew that Cyrus was on the verge of death again.

Apparently, he meant Professor McGonagall's little round temples...

"Little Cyrus...Actually, it's not just--a warrior--" She gritted her teeth and said word by word, "--Maybe Dumbledore will think about it, about Hogwarts Will Ci's future master of spells also go up to lead the dance!"

"It's not fair! I mean...it's against tradition!"

He had never heard that in the dance party of the Triwizard Tournament, there were people other than 'Warrior' among the lead dancers...

"Hermione, if Dumbledore has any—new—suggestions, I will pass them on to you." Professor McGonagall ignored the golden tabby cat, and after giving him a cold look, he turned to Hermione. .

After she left the classroom, Hermione and Cyrus both blushed and sat on the chairs in a daze.

"You're the one who talks too much!" Hermione slapped him.

"Don't worry, Principal Dumbledore will definitely not have such strange ideas..." Cyrus was opposed by the cat classroom, "This is about a traditional dance!!"

"Prepare yourself! I will be scared to death by you!"