The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"I thought she was really powerful, now I'm a fool!" There are always people who can't control their mouths.

At the same time, Harry and Ron were so nervous that they wanted to stand up and watch. From their perspective, it seemed that there was really no reaction in the cauldron.

Snape's ears moved slightly, no matter how small the voice was, he couldn't escape, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Totally stupid!"

After speaking, he walked to Sissy's side, filtered out the residue in the liquid medicine with his own hands, and put it into a glass bottle.

At this time, the medicinal liquid is still warm, and the strange thing is that even if the bottle cap is not closed, the liquid seems to be wrapped in some transparent substance, and it will not evaporate in the slightest.

Even if the lights in the classroom are not too bright, the pearl-colored brilliance is still beautiful and eye-catching.

Snape held the bottle and swayed around the classroom, and the children all craned their necks to see that the potion could have such a luster, and the doubts in their hearts dissipated the moment they saw the potion up close.

If this is considered a failure, then I really don't know how to describe what they can produce.

Seeing the gleam in the eyes of the cubs, no one dared to doubt anymore, Snape stroked his chin in satisfaction.

"Two students raised questions just now." The satisfaction on Snape's face suddenly froze into ice, "Very well, Dean and Pansy, in response to your bravery, Gryffindor and Slytherin, each buckle 5 points."

what?

The students of the two colleges all stared wide-eyed, their hearts agitated, but they had to shut their mouths tightly, not daring to make any more noise.

Otherwise, it would be my turn to be the next one to compete for points for the academy.

Dean wanted to bury his head under the table, and he didn't say anything excessive, but his mouth was too fast and hit the muzzle of the gun directly.

Needless to say, Pansy, she was the one who buckled the most in this class. At this time, she was clenching her teeth, her nails were going to be dug into the flesh, she couldn't swallow the breath.

Malfoy's head is about to smoke, and his teeth are grinding, Pansy—you wait for me, five points and five points, you are very capable, I worked so hard in the last class to get three points, Very good, heh, very good, I remember you.

"Professor Snape must have gone crazy today. I'm used to deducting points from Gryffindor, and deducting points from Slytherin so readily..."

The little lions were deducted points together, but they still felt a little relieved in their hearts, especially Harry, who also felt a little pleasing to the eye looking at Snape.

On the other hand, Pansy attracted everyone's hatred by her own strength, and everyone dared not attack in class, but after school, it should be very exciting.

Seeing Pan Xi's unconvinced and unable to do her, Sissy felt extremely happy.

Well done, Professor!

Little Pansy, you can't control your mouth, what are you in the eyes of the professor?

What's more, you can do it. If there is no medicinal material given by the professor, I can't make such an effect, okay?

Sissy raised her chin and put her hands behind her back. She had long disliked Pansy.

Look at her, she looks shabby enough by herself, and her mouth is even more so and disgusting.

I don't know if their family is trying to preserve their pure blood, and they don't care about the other party's genetics in the matter of marriage.

Look at the Malfoy family, they are also pure blood, they know that they want to find a combination of skin, white and beauty like Narcissa, and the baby born will naturally look good.

Hey, poor people must have something to hate, Sissy shook her head thinking of this.

Snape sneered and said, "I don't remember teaching you this way. Do potions have to emit smoke and fragrance to be successful? How did you hear it in class?"

"The success signs of different potions are different. Some will produce smoke and fragrance, and some, such as forgetting the potion, think about its effect."

"Think about it, what would happen if a successful forgetting potion emits smoke. Do you think the pharmacist who invented the potion would have a brain structure as simple as yours?"

Snape frowned tightly, he was really unwilling to explain such a simple and easy-to-understand reason.

A smoky forgetting potion that makes people forget after finishing it.

"What are you still doing, why don't you write this down?"

The more Snape watched them, the angrier he became, and his temples throbbed when he thought of dealing with all kinds of unexpected incidents during their pharmacy later.

"Eugenie, go back, it won't be safe here later."

When he turned his head to look at Sissy, Snape felt his headache relieved a lot, and spoke gently.

Sissy nodded vigorously, looked at Seamus in the crowd with apprehension, and sighed for the children around him who didn't know the seriousness of the situation.

"Okay Professor, I'll go now." Sissy packed up the things on the table, smiled sweetly at Snape and walked out of the classroom.

Snape nodded slightly, turned around again, and already changed back to that gloomy face that should not be approached by strangers, and said with great reluctance: "Let's start making."

There was an uproar in the classroom immediately. After seeing Sissy making live, the children couldn't wait to do it themselves.

Soon there was a jingling of bells, and the sound of the collision of pots and pans sounded from everywhere, so lively.

Snape hid his face and didn't want to see it, but he had to pay attention to the progress of the students and try to prevent some dangers from happening.

Looking up, ghosts, hot eyes.

Goyle sneezed while weighing out the snake fang powder, which sprayed Crabbe in the face.

Snape strode forward, swiped the powder out of his nostrils and tossed it aside.Although it does not contain the snake's venom glands, the powder is also poisonous.

Just after dealing with Goyle's side, Neville on the other side did something stupid. Terrible green smoke rose from his crucible, and the bottom of the crucible was instantly melted.

Snape didn't have time to scold Goyle, and ran straight to deal with Neville's mess.

The concoction had already flowed from the big hole at the bottom, and the surrounding students couldn't escape. Small holes had been scalded on their shoes and robes, and they had to jump onto tables or chairs to escape.

Neville also wanted to climb up the table, and accidentally touched the hot cauldron with his elbow. He withdrew his hand suddenly, but accidentally knocked over the whole pot, the medicine juice splashed all over his body, and his face was burned There were densely packed small sores.

"Fool!" Snape couldn't hold it any longer, growling.

With a wave of his wand, he wiped away the dripping potion and the acrid green smoke.

"Did you throw the porcupine quills in the cauldron before it was removed from the fire!"

Looking at the small sores on Neville's face that were about to burst, Snape still cursed angrily.

"I also talked about it in class, and Eugenie also demonstrated it. If you still want to make such a low-level mistake, what do you guys think?!"

Neville cried harder.