[HP] I was the scroll king at Hogwarts

"It's so cold." Looking at the various stuffed animals soaked in the glass jar, Harry shuddered. "We're going to have classes here in the future?"

Subconsciously, Harry didn't like Potions very much, and he noticed Snape's particularly cold eyes at the teacher's table during the opening feast.

"Stop talking!" Ron sat facing the podium, looking more nervous than Harry.

Hermione was also sitting upright, but unlike Ron, half of her face was facing the doorway, as if she couldn't wait to shine in class.

There was an eerie silence in the Potions classroom after Ron finished speaking, until Snape walked into the classroom.

Just after class, Snape picked up the roster, his voice was deep and low, even though he was just reciting the name, it still gave off a sense of sarcasm.

"Oh, yes." He stopped when he read Harry, "Harry Potter, a famous character."

Any fool could tell that he didn't like Harry, or even hate him.

"You have come here to learn the precise science and rigorous craft of potion-making." Snape said in a low voice, but with a strange air, "because there is no foolish wand waving here. , so many of you won't believe it's magic. I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of that simmering cauldron with white smoke and fragrance wafting out, you won't really understand the flow into people's veins A liquid that makes the mind swell, the mind to confuse. I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death - but only if you are not one of the dumb fools I often encounter Just do it."

There was even more silence in the classroom after Snape had finished speaking, something Harry suspected Snape would repeat every year because he was so fluent.

Harry looked at Ron and saw that he was getting more nervous.

"Malfoy," Snape said suddenly, pointing to a dozen booklets in the upper right corner of the podium, "pass these out."

Malfoy held the manual down with his head held high, and his two friends, Crabbe and Goyle, took the initiative to take the manual and distributed it like little followers.

There was some commotion in the classroom, and many people were whispering to their companions, as if they all knew what these manuals were.

"Damn it, I knew I couldn't hide from it." Ron cursed in a low voice, "It's better to let me die than to endorse me."

"Endorsement?" Harry looked at the manual he had just picked up. "It looks very thin."

Ron rolled his eyes, staring at the manual as if he was going to burn it in the next second, "It's thinner but harder to memorize."

Hearing the wailing sound in his ears, Harry curiously opened the black-covered manual.

["Hogwarts Potion Handling Safety Manual"

[-]. General Safety Rules

1. When performing potion operations, you must abide by the brewing specifications of the corresponding potions, strictly implement the operating procedures, and make various records.

2. Keep the desktop clean and dry, and clean up waste materials in time.

3. Students in the middle of the operation are not allowed to leave the operation table, and are not allowed to brew dangerous potions alone.

……

Compiled by: Severus Snape, Alice Hall]

Generally, the author of the book is marked on the first page, but this manual is uncharacteristically, not only the name is written on the last page, but the words are ridiculously small.

"Why is Alice Hall everywhere?" Harry swallowed.

And isn't potion just a matter of boiling all kinds of strange things together?What does this so-called safety manual have to do with potion learning?

"Of course I know there are fools who think it's not helpful for potions learning at all." Snape stood on the podium, looking down at the students below, "but I need to point out that since the safety manual was used, the potions class The casualty rate has dropped by at least 70.00%.”

"Potter!" he said suddenly, "If you are the savior, there must be something special about you. I hope you can memorize the entire manual in your next class."

"Sir, it's impossible..."

"One point deducted from Gryffindor for contradicting the professor."

Harry wanted to continue to defend, but Ron grabbed his cuffs. He had no choice but to glare at Snape, expressing his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

"It seems that Mr. Potter thinks he is very talented." Snape raised the corner of his mouth. "So, what will I get if I add daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion?"

Harry froze, he looked at Ron, who also looked blank.Hermione raised her arms high.

"It seems that fame is not everything." Snape sneered, "Let's try again, if I asked you to find me a piece of bezoar, where would you find it?"

"I don't know, sir." Harry replied in a low voice, and he saw Hermione halfway out of the seat with her hands up.

"Very well, it seems that you are so arrogant that you haven't read a single book before the start of term." Snape said slowly, "Then tell me, what's the difference between Aconitum acanthus and Aconite chamaejasma?"

"I don't know, I think Hermione knows the answer, why don't you ask her?"

Snape looked at Hermione who was already standing up excitedly: "Miss Granger, I have seen students who are smarter than you, so you don't have to be so anxious to show yourself."

Hermione lowered her head amid the laughter of the Malfoys, and Harry noticed that she sat down with red eyes.

"The rest," Snape ignored Harry, "in two weeks, those who fail to memorize will be disqualified from the final exam."

It's not fair, Harry gritted his teeth.Snape had given the others two weeks, and he had less than a week.

"The first class of the first grade is for you to familiarize yourself with and recite the manual as usual." Snape dragged his long cloak around the classroom, "I hope you can at least memorize the first part of this class."

……

Although Spider's End is remote, the town of Cokeworth in which it resides is thriving.The market in the town center has a complete range of goods, and the key point is that it is cheaper than the urban area. As long as you can bargain, you will definitely get a good shopping experience.

Considering the problem of magic power and funds, Alice gave up Diagon Alley, got up early, and decided to show off her skills at the market.

"Sister, is there any other color for this rocking chair?" Alice pointed at a pink rocking chair at the open-air booth with a sweet smile.

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman, and the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes burst into laughter when Alice called her: "Don't, I'm forty this year, and I can be your mother."

"Why, my sister looks very young." Alice stared at the woman carefully for a while, then sighed, "I wish I could look like this when I was 40."

"Oh, why is your mouth so sweet?" The woman looked at Alice with a smile, "I have milky white at home, but girls should like pink. It was my daughter who clamored to buy it, but now she is married , It’s useless to stay at home.”

"Because the overall style of the room is simple." Alice opened her eyes and said nonsense. If she bought a pink chair and put it in the living room, the professor would definitely kill her.

"I see." The woman pondered for a while, "Either I bring it here tomorrow, and you come to me at this time tomorrow."

"Okay!" Alice pointed to a brown desk and asked, "Can this one be cheaper?"

"No problem, I will definitely give you the lowest price." The woman readily agreed, "But can you move it by yourself?"

"Okay. I'll come and take these two tomorrow." Alice waved her hand to the woman, "Thank you sister, I wish my sister a prosperous business!"

What follows is much easier.Sofa covers, rags and mops, bowls and chopsticks, seasonings... After buying a bunch of miscellaneous things, Alice tiredly decided to fight again tomorrow.

Then she couldn't walk in front of a stall.

"Little girl, I think it is destined for you."

"but……"

"If you like it, buy it. The most feared thing in life is to miss it."

"Excuse me, are you still there tomorrow?"

"I'm sure it's there, but it's not certain whether it's still there."

"That……"

"Look at its eyes." Seeing that Alice was still hesitating, the stall owner directly stuffed the little white cat into her arms, "The blue ones are so similar to your eyes!"

"Meow, meow~"

Alice fell.

"I'll pay the deposit, can you stay for me for two days?"

……

After a week of school, many people have gradually adapted to campus life, and the number of owls at breakfast on Saturdays has also dropped sharply.

But in this way, the owl on Snape's desk was even more eye-catching.

"Who's going to write to that guy?" Harry was biting into the bacon with two huge dark circles under his eyes.

He memorized the safety manual last night, only to wake up sadly not remembering anything.

"Everyone has friends," interrupted Hermione, who was sitting on the other side. "Respect your teacher."

Ron was very dissatisfied with Hermione: "What's the matter with you? And he said that about you yesterday, why are you still talking for him?"

Hermione turned her head angrily, ignoring Harry and the two of them.

At this time, the teacher's seat was calm, and Flitwick was the most excited.

"Is it Alice's letter?" He thought of the letter he received not long ago, "Alice asked me about the operation and storage of magic power before, but unfortunately I don't know much about it."

"Did she have any new research ideas recently?"

"No, it's a private matter." Snape looked at the parchment in his hand with a strange expression.

A two-page letter, one line of greetings, three lines describing what furniture I bought, half a page praising how cute the kitten is, and the last page is a complete cat application form.

The application form describes in great detail the advantages of keeping a cat, possible problems and solutions.

The left sleeve was ripped, and Snape looked down and saw the owl who was obviously waiting for a reply.

Seeing that it had successfully caught Snape's attention, the owl slowly raised its left foot, on which was tied a quill that automatically dispensed ink.

Seeing that Snape above began to reply, Harry looked at the silent and abnormal Ron: "Whose letter is it?"

Ron looked complicated, but he still gave the answer: "Alice Hall."

"Her!" It was Hermione who answered, and she couldn't help turning her head when she heard this, "How could you recognize such a powerful person's owl?"

"There is some friendship in the family." Ron replied vaguely, and he looked at Harry slightly flustered.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, he really panicked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Harry suppressed his retching, "I've been memorizing books all night, and now I'm a bit psychologically disturbed by hearing this name."

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