[HP] Five Poisons

The big devil appeared QAQ!

The little fat man trembled three times in an instant.

"Looking up new words." After speaking, he remembered that the little fat man had said about Professor Snape's ruthlessness, thought for a while, then raised his head and explained, "In order to learn from you, Professor, and better understand the greatness of Potions."

"I can understand that you are planning to inherit my mantle?" Professor Snape looked at the exaggeratedly thick dictionary with a smile on his face. "Oh, I'm almost moved to tears, Mr. Merchi."

"It's my honor, professor." Chi Mo raised his head and looked at the dark-faced professor sincerely. "Thank you very much for your attention. Although I don't know half of the words above, I will check them out before get out of class ends~ Please rest assured, professor."

Snape's nose was almost crooked, "Can you rest assured that you will learn the 26 letters again in my Potions class?"

But someone just responded so cheekily, "Oh~Professor Snape, you are really understanding."

"Two points off Hufflepuff, for Mr. Merchi's eagerness to learn, and his modest attitude." Snape's lips twisted into a sneer.

"Professor, you are really a strict teacher~ But please rest assured, I will bring them back again." Chi Mo didn't mind, tilted his head, and looked sincerely at the potions professor whose face was darker when he heard the words, "Like Yes, the perfect tranquilizer for this class?"

"Wow. Let's wait and see, Mr. Merchi."

Snape turned around and left immediately, leaving only a billowing black robe behind.

Chi Mo shrugged and continued what he hadn't done just now.

"Are you crazy?" the little fat man stammered, "That's Professor Snape! The Great Devil Professor Snape!! How dare you boast to him? You will be caught and sliced ​​in the cellar by him !!!”

"Because my English is not good."

Little Fatty: "=Dish=?!" Brother, are you kidding me? !

For the next half an hour, the little fat man silently watched Chi Mo's unremitting search of the dictionary, and finally understood the content of this chapter.

Putting down the pen and drying the ink, Chi Mo looked at the dense potion book written by his own annotations with a sense of accomplishment, and said to himself, "So Fang Zi is like this~"

"Stop the ink, they are half done!!!" The little fat man looked at Chi Mo, who was not in a hurry, and was doing his own thing, "We don't want to finish too much!" Okay, but we have to make a medicine." Yes, the little fat man never believed that Chi Mo could really make a qualified tranquilizer from the very beginning—just kidding, there are not many people in Ravenclaw who can learn from Professor Snape. He got points, and I heard that only Slytherin's Malfoy got it—it is said that his potion score is the first in the school.Well, the authenticity has yet to be verified.

Chi Mo laughed lightly, "Sharpening a knife is not a mistake for woodcutters, Fatty."

As a disciple of the Five Poisons Sect, how could he lose to these half-way monks in refining medicine?

The fat man who only knew his mother tongue couldn't understand Chi Mo's muttering, but he wasn't in the mood to care about those now. "Can you really do it? I've already dealt with the slugs and blood-sucking weeds...or should I make another one myself? In case we don't have any potions to hand in TAT~"

Swipe through the pile of processing materials of different lengths and thicknesses at the little fat man's hand.Chi Mo smiled and shook his head, it's not his style to treat raw materials like this.

Seeing Chi Mo shaking his head, the little fat man felt his heart go cold for a moment, isn't it true?what to do?Is it true that he can only complete the tranquilizer by himself?But he doubts whether there will be something suspected of tranquilizers in the end... I hope there will be no strange things in the homework handed in at the end...

He straddled his shoulders and resigned to his fate to get the tentacles of the Brazilian tree worm, ready to chop them into cubes.

However, one hand took the material faster than he did.

The little fat man looked listlessly at his companion, "Let me deal with it... shall I?!"

The small brown eyes were opened wide, and the mouth was opened into an "O" shape because the owner was too surprised.

He stared dumbfounded at Chi Mo's unusually skillful handling of the raw materials. They were really slices, dices, and pieces!Each piece is as precise as it was pressed out of a mold.There was a slight smile on the lips of the young man who lowered his head to handle peppermint. The whole set of movements was flowing like clouds and water, without the slightest stagnation. It looked like a moving painting.

The little fat man opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

There was a lot of movement at their table, which quickly attracted the attention of others.

"Merlin...so fast..."

"It's so neat, right...how did he do it?"

"It took him less than a minute to process such a large portion of Yabala fruit?! This is impossible!!=1=!"

"..."

The little fat man swallowed his saliva, and retreated to the side unconsciously, fearing that his fleshy body would hinder Chi Mo...

Snape, who was standing at the other end of the classroom, glanced at the young man who was immersed in his own world, and snorted. Potions can't be made by making such a noise to please others.

Look back.

"Idiot!" Snape growled, swiping his wand to wipe away the potion that was spilling on the ground, "Why don't you put your head on the fire like a slug?! Eh?~"

Potions class was once the little fat man's nightmare, but this nightmare has finally come to an end today.

The little fat man watched Chi Mo complete the production of a tranquilizer in one go with almost admiration.Obviously they wasted so much time at the beginning, but they finished it before the bell rang for the end of get out of class!finished! ! !

"You will be my idol from now on! A more dazzling existence than Viktor Krum!" The little fat man worshiped his freshly baked male god with a starry face. "Idol~ Is there anything I can do for you? Ah~ please let me tidy up the table for you~~~~"

"No need." Chi Mo shook his head with a smile, and he has long been used to tidying up the follow-up. "Let's go and hand in the homework."

"Yellow-green liquid? The slime on a slug is prettier than what's in your bottle!"

Regardless of the mourning of the homework owner, who was so cold and ruthless, he wrote a big D on the notebook.

"——!" Forced by Professor Snape's reputation, even the wailing was silently swallowed into his throat, and the curly-haired boy ran out of the classroom sadly.

The others looked at the boy's back with concern.

"next."

The devil's voice sounded again.

The girl with two scorpion braids paid tribute to the big devil tremblingly.

"Fine sand-like particles - I think our Miss Clinton must have fallen in love with stirring, so she stirred more than ten times, huh?~"

The big devil twitched the corner of his mouth, and marked an A on the notebook.

"QAQ!!!" Great!Passed!Thanks Merlin!

……

Seeing the team getting shorter and shorter and getting closer to the big devil, the little fat man's straight waist gradually shrank back.What Mochi said to Professor Snape just now... I feel that things will not go as smoothly as imagined...

Three.

two.

One.

Finally it was their turn.

Chi Mo smiled and handed over the tranquilizer with both hands.

Taking the bottle of the perfect sedative with a sullen face, the corners of Snape's mouth became more rigid.

"Although the process was a bit bumpy, fortunately, the student lived up to your professor's expectations and successfully produced a successful tranquilizer." Chi Mo politely expressed his gratitude to Snape. "I believe that under your wise guidance, Professor, our Potions class performance will be improved to a higher level."

The object of the compliment had a dark face and fiercely wrote an O on the paper.The quill carrying too much force pierced the parchment, leaving a ferocious semicircle.

……

"By the way, when did you become able to speak such a large string of English so fluently?" The little fat man only thought of this question after he entered the common room.

"Because of Professor Snape's brilliance~"

Little Fatty: =Dish=!

The first thing I did when I got back to the dormitory was to take a quick shower and change my clothes.

Although he has handled materials that are more disgusting than slugs, but since he has the conditions, he will naturally not wrong himself. The sticky skin secretions are really not something people like.

There is a cup of steaming milk tea and a small plate of cookies on the desk.

Pick up a piece and taste it, it tastes like vanilla.

He pulled out the chair and sat down, ready to enjoy a wonderful afternoon tea, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found that there was an extra notebook on his desk.

The calm and majestic black cover is printed with low-key and luxurious silver dark lines, where the finger touches, it is a piece of delicate softness.

kindness?Leather?

He turned this seemingly valuable book in his hand. Compared with the heavy dictionary and the notebook filled with the master's experience and skills in learning spells, this book in his hand is worth a lot. It's so frivolous and pathetic.

He curled his lips, opened the cover, and couldn't figure out what that guy gave him this time - Ruo Na was the only one who could freely enter and exit this room, except for him as the master.

House-elves, who are strict in nature, never move into the room without the owner's permission, so the owner of this notebook is also obvious.

"Blank?"

Chi Mo quickly flipped through the notebook in surprise, and found that it was really a blank notebook, embarrassing.

Frowning slightly and staring at the notebook for a long time, Chi Mo thought uncertainly, could it be that guy thought he was too poor to afford a notebook=-=?

It's not right, if you really want to give it away, with that guy's rich and powerful posture, he should give it away anyway.

Chi Mo touched his chin, picked up the quill pen inserted in the pen holder, signed a slightly distorted signature, and stared at the page carefully to see what changes it would have.

About 2 minutes later, under Chi Mo's handwriting, new ink marks appeared.

It was a very beautiful cursive handwriting, appearing in the blank space——

Good day.