toast life

Severus is really kind!Although that mouth is indeed poisonous.

Look at the knife work of the Savior, is he really a house-elf who has been a house-elf in the Dursley's for many years?Tsk tsk tsk, cooking can do this?With such rigorous pharmacology, it is impossible to tell the difference between a piece and a piece. Could it be that he did the same thing when he was doing housework?No wonder it gets scolded...

There is also Hermione Granger who is known as "Miss Know-It-All". She is quite cautious, but isn't she too cautious?Just a few words, a few steps, she actually had to read it dozens of times, and read it again every few seconds. It's not necessary to strive for perfection, is it?He missed the best time to put down the ingredients... He guessed that if she entered the kitchen, she would have to buy fine weighing tools to measure and re-measure for oil and salt, and read and re-read the recipes, right?

And Weasley, who bears the title of "poor family", is frizzy and perfunctory in everything he does as if he is being forced...

And also...

Roy leaned against the wall at the back of the potions classroom and secretly watched the group of lion cubs, appraising and shaking his head from time to time, then turned to look at the quiet little snakes, facing them The potion preparation steps are quite satisfactory, but I tried my best to make elegant gestures and almost laughed out loud... Pfft, what a group of cute children...

In fact, it’s no wonder that he prefers little snakes. No matter whether he has the memory of accepting Voldemort or not, anyone who sees a group of disobedient and noisy little devils will have a headache. A quiet and obedient child is more pleasing. Ah~

And due to the unavoidable noise in the classroom when making potions, when he materialized into an incorporeal body and entered through the wall from outside the potions classroom, no one except the sensitive Snape One person didn't notice any movement in the rear, and his unintentional ghost cultivation had already achieved a little success in the crown. He didn't give people a cold feeling like the ghost of Hogwarts, so he After staying for quite a long time, no one felt that they looked back——

Of course, part of the credit for this should be attributed to the Potions Professor. Given his strictness and penchant for confinement, few people would dare to desert during the Potions class...

After seeing Snape's cautious and watchful gaze secretly cast over him during his inspection tour, Roy nonchalantly showed his shining white teeth that could rival Lockhart, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year, and turned towards Snape. Grinning, Snape froze for a moment, looked away with some tangled eyes, and continued to shoot at a lion who didn't follow the steps of the course. Roy raised his eyebrows and continued his "Small Animal Observation Diary"...

I am the original Yu, the boundary line between the death of the pirates and the whole family

"boom"!

Several metal fragments splashed with countless liquids of strange colors with a loud noise, and the child who was hit was quickly laid down, moaning in pain, the whole body was covered with dark brown blisters, and the blisters burst. The pus flowed all over the body again, and the contaminated parts of the body began to fester...

"Neville Longbottom! Did you follow my instructions? What kind of genius idea did your slimy head give you to make such a pot of poison to murder your classmates? Or did you Strange hands and feet so clumsy that you can’t even move?! Tell me, how many crucibles have you blown up? The owner of the crucible shop should give you a certificate of honor for improving sales performance by yourself! You Why don't you blow yourself up too?! Gryffindor will deduct [-] points!"

After Snape's emergency first aid was found to be ineffective, he sarcastically deducted points viciously, and then transformed several stretchers to find a few uninjured students who were far away and sent the injured to Madam Pomfrey in the medical wing.

The speaker does not intend, the listener intends.

Roy looked at the source of the confusion—the little fat man with a pale face and a round face who wanted to cry but had no tears—

"Dead...is it..."

Crucible Killer V5

The author has something to say: I am silently saving this article, I hope you will collect more... As if it just appeared, Roy walked briskly towards the students who were sent away from the wounded and gradually restored their order. In the strange and suspicious looking eyes, in the surprised look of knowing who he is and can't explain clearly, and in the invisible staring with secret vigilance, he walked up to the "genius" in his opinion. In front of a fat boy with a round face.

Yes, he really thinks he is a "genius". Why can he make such a different potion with so few simple steps, so few and so few common potion ingredients, and obviously doing the same homework as others? What about the "things" that can be called dangerous goods?Moreover, those "things" don't know if they can be called "magic medicines".And what surprised him the most was that these derivatives did not hurt him as much as the other children who were touched—this made him have to call him a "genius"...

A born Crucible Killer!

Looking at the round-faced little fat man who was about to cry but was trying not to cry and tremble under the professor's vicious stare, Roy kept a 30° angle of smile interestingly and walked slowly When he got to his side, he didn't speak, and ignored all kinds of gazes and doubts, and leaned against the wall in a chic posture, watching all this closely.

The point was still the little fat man—Neville Longbottom, the child who was said to be born at the end of July like Harry Potter.

His appearance was too abrupt, because no one knew him except those who were present last night, so when he came out, everyone inevitably stared at him with puzzled eyes, especially the young man from the Snake Yard. Snakes, the family-owned inquiring eyes seemed to stare at him from head to toe clearly, which made Roy couldn't help laughing.

Since last night, he has not been able to figure out the purpose of the Dark Lord, and at the same time, it is difficult to reveal his true identity. When the master of potions saw everyone looking at the Dark Lord with amazement, he was afraid that they would anger the Dark Lord. He had no choice but to struggle with spitting out the venom viciously, calling the students back to their senses.

"What are you doing? Are your brains full of Achnatherum splendens? Why don't you use your brains and hands to boil a pot of potion again while there is still such a long time before class ends? Don't you The self-righteous genius has learned everything and can be distracted at will, right? Who can't hand in homework on time after class is over and will be locked up for a week!"

Very good, as expected of the number one scary professor at Hogwarts, as soon as his words fell, everyone looked away, hurriedly came to the cabinet where the medicinal materials were stored, and took the potion raw materials to be used again , and started to boil the potion again.

Only Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and the red-haired Weasley were still dawdling and worriedly looking in Neville's direction, not knowing what this strange Dark Lord wanted to do...

I don’t know if it’s because of what the girl said last night that made Harry hesitate. It should be the enemy who wants to fight to the death, but Harry is not interested in it. He often thinks about this strange Voldemort coming out of the crown. In a trance, but watching Voldemort's actions vigilantly from time to time, especially now that the distance between them is so close... and Hermione chose to wait and see when Principal Dumbledore didn't make any moves Attitude, after all, if there is danger, he probably wouldn't let such a person go around... And Ron, who was too impulsive to control his mouth, almost jumped out and pointed at Roy's face and yelled " Your evil &#￥" and other words were suppressed by Hermione with great foresight, and her mouth was blocked with a spell so that she could not make a sound. Otherwise, how could his Potions class be so quiet today?

But what is even more difficult is that so many people seem to be paying attention to this handsome "Voldemort". They have already been banned by Principal Dumbledore, and they can't point to the man in front of them and say that he is Voldemort. ah ah ah...

There was one more person who remained in his place, the Platinum Prince of Slytherin.

Of course, he has been taught by a potion master since he was a child, and it is no problem for him to cook a potion of this level. Therefore, before the explosion, he had already boiled the potion and packed it. Now, he just stays in his seat and waits for the end of class, holding a textbook, writing a few written homework, and "by the way" unobtrusively observing that very aristocratic man...

Looks...much to Malfoy's liking

Temperament... Very Slytherin, very high-ranking demeanor

Behavior……

The platinum little prince of the Malfoy family stared and protruded fiercely, with slightly parted red lips, he looked at Gryffindor across the aisle in disbelief, the one who had been lounging and smiling was leaning against the wall. The handsome man on the screen is actually instructing that tearful crucible killer to cook the potion!

and--

Merlin!Just guide as long as you guide, why are you still handing medicinal materials indiscriminately?And Neville Longbottom, do you have childhood dementia? You obviously don't know that person. Why did you blushed under his smile and acted so trustingly, obediently obeying his words? !He obviously smiled with ill intentions!That person, that person doesn't even dare to provoke the godfather at will, otherwise, if he comes in potions class casually, he will have good fruit...

Seeing the potion master's fear of handsome men, Draco Malfoy, whose tutor taught him to judge the situation, wisely decided to restrain his temper first.