[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

"Quiet." Snape said coldly, and when all the students had taken their positions, he closed the classroom door behind his back.Snape walked quickly to the podium, looked at them all sternly, and said, "Before we start class today, I thought it necessary to remind you - next June, you will be taking an important exam, and by then you Will show how much I've learned about potion making and use. While there are a few people in this class who are really mentally retarded, I hope you all manage to barely 'pass' your OWLs, or I'll be - pissed off. "

After speaking, Snape's eyes fell on Neville's face.Since Neville was sitting right in front of Jane, Jane could clearly hear Neville gasping for air in shock from Snape.

"Of course, after this year, many of you won't be able to take my classes anymore, and I only pick the best students for my NEWTs Potions classes. That said, some of us will have to say Goodbye." Snape pursed his lips slightly, eyes falling on Harry's face.Then he continued: "But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell. So whether you plan to take the NEWTS exam or not, I suggest that you all concentrate on studying well and meeting the requirements I have set for me." Higher pass levels achieved by OWLs students."

While listening to Snape's words, Jane wondered what would happen if she didn't reach the "higher passing level" that Snape called - she thought that Snape might not let her go any further. into his office.

Snape stood on the podium, glanced at all the students, and said in a soft voice: "Today, we are going to prepare a potion that often appears in ordinary wizarding examinations: palliative." He tapped the blackboard with his wand Suddenly, a line of words appeared on the blackboard: "It can calm down and relieve irritability and anxiety. Note: If the ingredients are sloppy, it will make the drug taker fall into a deadly, sometimes irreversible lethargy, so You need to be more mindful of your behavior." Snape waved his wand again, and several lines appeared on the blackboard: "Ingredients and preparation methods - on the blackboard -" Then, with a wave of his wand, the locker's The door opens: "Everything you need—in the locker—you've got an hour and a half, let's get started."

Jane stood in front of her cauldron, carefully brewing the potion according to what Snape wrote on the blackboard.Since they were not in groups of two this time, Jane seemed a little flustered while cooking.Snape wandered around the room, occasionally stopping by a student to leave a mean comment.Especially when passing by Neville's side, even before Snape opened his mouth, Neville had already made a lot of mistakes with shaking hands.

Jane was crunching moonstone powder when Snape came to her.She was so flustered stirring the cauldron and calculating the weight of the moonstone dust that she didn't realize Snape was standing beside her.Until Snape said coldly: "If you have eyes, I don't think it's difficult for you to find that what I wrote on the third line is to add moonstone powder after you boil it for 7 minutes, Jean."

Jane paused for a moment, and the hand that was about to add the moonstone powder stopped immediately. She glanced sideways at Snape, who had a bad expression, and smiled sarcastically.

Snape walked away and continued to observe the other students' work.

When there were 10 minutes left, Snape suddenly said, "Your medicine should emit a faint, silver-white steam now."

At this time, Jane found that the cauldron in front of her was indeed emitting silver-white steam, and the color inside looked great.But for this kind of complicated potion, not everyone is as successful as Jane, except for Hermione.Jane saw gray smoke rising from the cauldron in front of Harry, and green sparks flying from Ron's.Seamus frantically poked the point of his wand at the flames under his cauldron, for they were about to go out.Looking at Hermione, Jane suddenly felt that maybe only Hermione had the so-called talent in potions: if Snape hadn't reminded her of the time, maybe her cauldron would have been in a mess.

At this moment, Snape walked up to Harry, with a mocking smile on his face: "Potter, what is this?"

"Mediate," Harry said nervously.

Jane knew that Snape was going to trouble Harry again—since he knew Snape's identity as a double agent, she knew why Snape always liked to target Harry—he had to give Voldemort An illusion, let everyone know that he hates Harry.

Sure enough, Snape began to whisper softly, "Tell me, Potter, can you read?"

Draco Malfoy, who was in the same classroom, laughed out loud, taking the opportunity to add insult to injury.

"I know." Harry's voice sounded extremely depressed, and his hand gripped his wand tightly.

"Read me the third line of the operating instructions, Potter." Snape didn't seem to notice Harry's suppressed anger at all, or it should be said that he wished Harry could yell at him, maybe so He can have more opportunities to deduct points.

Harry stared, carefully reading the words on the blackboard: "Add moonstone powder, stir counterclockwise three times, boil for 7 minutes, then add two drops of hellebore syrup."

"Have you done everything in the third, Potter?" Snape asked.

"No." Harry said quietly.

Snape didn't let Harry go easily: "I'm sorry, please say it again."

"No," said Harry, raising his voice, "I forgot to put the hellebore."

Snape nodded in satisfaction: "I know you forgot, Potter, which means this crucible of rubbish is useless." Then, he waved his wand lightly: "Disappears without a trace."

Suddenly, the potion in front of Harry disappeared in an instant.

Snape finally left satisfied. He walked back to the podium and looked at the students who had prepared the potion: "Those who have carefully read the operating instructions, put your potion samples into a short-necked bottle with a large belly, carefully Sign your name and take it to my podium for examination. Homework: Twelve-inch paper on parchment on the properties of moonstones and their use in medicine, due Thursday."

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Harry was the first to leave the classroom.Jane knew that he must be very angry now, especially during this period of time Harry seemed to have been under a lot of pressure, and his mood had never been better. Now that Snape deliberately made things difficult for him, his mood may have fallen to the bottom. .

Jane, Ron, and Hermione arrived in the Great Hall, where Harry was already eating lunch.

Jane sat next to Harry, looked at the raining ceiling and said, "It's not a beautiful day today."

Harry didn't speak, just ate his food with his head down.

Hermione reassured Harry, "That's really not fair, your potion isn't nearly as bad as Goyle's, and as he was filling the bottle, the whole thing splashed all over the place, and his robes were all over the place." It's burning."

"Yeah, no wonder," said Harry, glaring at the plate in front of him angrily. "When has Snape ever treated me fairly?"

For a moment, none of Jane, Hermione, or Ron answered Harry's words.Although Jane knew the reason, she couldn't tell Harry because she was worried that it would cause trouble for Snape.Snape's identity was too dangerous, the less people knew the better, so even though Harry misunderstood Snape, she still didn't say anything.