I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 21 Mr. Sanchez, I leave the matter of the crucible to you. (Various requests)

"I didn't expect you to know so much about my story, Mr. Sanchez." A gloomy voice sounded strangely behind Owen.

He didn't turn his head, and said something 'stained' in his mouth.

Ding!

Trigger the Debuff that speaks ill of someone behind their back and will be bumped into by that person face to face.

He turned around reluctantly, and sure enough, he looked up and saw Snape's gloomy face.

"Ten points from Hufflepuff!"

"You deserve this, Mr. Sanchez."

Professor Bat's eyes are cold and empty, making you think of two dark tunnels.

No one could meet Snape's eyes with those eyes, at least not the little wizards, including Slytherin.

"Some people always like to make a splash and make a name for themselves." His slow, unique low voice was not loud, but it made everyone in the classroom hear what he said clearly.

"However, there is no shortcut to the beauty of this large pot simmering slowly, with white smoke and fragrance wafting out. Even if he is deeply loved by a certain professor."

"Really? Mr. Sanchez."

"Ah! Me?" Owen pointed to himself.

Why!No!

Shouldn't the accent and lines refer to Harry's exclusive?

Oops!

I'm Harry's stand-in!

"I think, Professor, if you are right, then you are right!"

"Shut up!" Snape yelled angrily with a sullen face.

Obviously, he doesn't understand what nonsense literature is.

He regards what he just said as a provocation!

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will put you in detention, Mr. Sanchez. Or fail the final exam? Repeat the grade? You can choose one."

Come, come, the ultimate magic weapon for students.

Let you fail the exam!

"Professor, just talk nonsense?" Owen said sincerely, staring at Snape with his round gray eyes.

"For example, I have a question."

"Hmph! It better be related to potions." Snape didn't stop him. After all, he was still a professor at Hogwarts. He only allowed Gryffindor to stop students from asking questions.

"Excuse me, professor." Owen quickly picked up a blank piece of parchment and a quill from the table, and turned into a tabloid reporter: "Why don't you like to wash your hair?" (And underwear~)

"Does this have anything to do with the fact that shampoo in the wizarding world is an invention of the Potters?"

"Would you accept it if it was a Muggle product?"

"How about trying Adolf? It's miraculous in treating hair loss!"

???

Harry on the side was suddenly startled. Shampoo from the wizarding world?

Was it invented by them?

"Mr. Sanchez, you have hearing problems at a very young age. Maybe you should go to the ward of the hospital above." Snape said sharply.

"What I just said seems to be related to potions." His face gradually darkened, his face was dark, and even a blind man could feel the cold and stern demeanor.

Owen shook his head, "Professor, first of all, I think instant hair softener is a potion product, and you are a professor of potions. How come this has nothing to do with potions?"

"Hehe." Snape looked on coldly, and then he gave the standard speech: "Five points will be deducted from Hufflepuff, and you will be detained for this class. Wash all the cauldrons, and you are not allowed to use wands. You are not allowed to eat if you are not finished. .”

Snape stood on the podium, looking down at Owen.Then he said slowly: "Also, I'm curious, where did you know the story about me?"

"Don't tell me Dumbledore told you."

The calm tone contained a bottomless danger signal.

Owen was sure that if his answer didn't satisfy him, Snape might do something to him.

Perhaps it was Legilimency, or—the Imperius Curse?

Anyway, he is proficient in those two magics.

However, it's really hard for Owen to answer this question.

He couldn't tell, most of the details were told to him by an acquaintance in Azkaban in Act One.

Besides, that version of the acquaintance——she was weird, and always gave Owen a sense of blush and heart-pounding little stories about her and James.

And the reason for her imprisonment was not atonement, because she really killed Peter Pettigrew.

The sickly and blackened Sirius is not much kinder than Owen, the evil leader.

In a sense, she is indeed a good person, fighting Voldemort all her life.

But not much good.

Because after being blackened, she blamed Dumbledore for all the crimes.

Become a famous anti-Deng fighter!

But this didn't bother Owen much, after all: "The whole Hogwarts professor doesn't know your story?"

He stared at his round eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised a teasing smile in his heart.

You're almost becoming the resident villain of the Hogwarts romance column.

If those professors don't say anything, will they be silent in their hearts?

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Hearing the sound, Snape was slightly startled, and immediately realized that as the youngest dean in the history of Slytherin,

The other professors are basically teachers from his student days.

His secrets are not secrets at all in the eyes of those professors.

After figuring out the whole thing.

Snape's face suddenly became ugly, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak.Turning his head, he walked towards the crowd like a gust of wind.

Then he spoke sarcastically.

Command the little wizards to prepare the magic materials needed for this lesson.

Prepare dried nettles, crush snake fangs, pick porcupine quills and more.

Owen only found it funny when he watched him spat out the names of those magic materials viciously from his mouth in an orderly manner.

He wants to beat me up!

He must want to beat me up!

Hey!

But I'm still just a child!

Beat me, won't your conscience be disturbed!

hey~

Ahem—but having said that, once you enter Snape's own professional field, you can clearly feel that he is indeed very good.Even excellence.

In one class, many of the methods for handling magic materials he mentioned were slightly different from those in the textbook.

For example: The textbook was about chopping up snake fangs, but Snape had them crush them.

Don't underestimate this change.

You must know that any magic formula is condensed and condensed by countless wizards and hundreds of times of trial and error for hundreds of years. Every step and every herbal medicine is what they think is the best combination.

This is just like Muggle chemistry experiments. There must be a tragedy you don't know behind those complicated rules and regulations.

Change a little bit, and the consequences could be catastrophic.

Frying pots are trivial matters, even if the finished product is exactly the same as the original one, but it is highly toxic.

That's why Hermione in sixth year persuaded Harry to put Snape's old potions book back.

She was a ruthless person who had made compound potion in the second grade.

There is only one reason for its success: all steps are completely followed by the textbook (in the restricted area).

But now, Harry suddenly found an old book from nowhere, and it brazenly revised several steps in the textbook.

Does this reassure her?

What if this is a prank by that senior?

What if this is a trap that the dark wizard left somewhere?

What if an unknown disaster will happen?

Nobody knows.

Therefore, Hermione would rather go through trouble than try operations that she considered dangerous.

Only Gryffindor's famous reckless man, Harry would believe in an inexplicable book.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhinginginginginginging!Why don't you let me fish?Isn’t it just reasonable labor in exchange for remuneration if you don’t fish?How can I make money!It’s uncomfortable! It’s uncomfortable!