Chapter 93: Awakening (Part 1)

　　 "Look, our savior's friends are truly extraordinary." Snape looked at the bandaged Ron with his gloomy eyes, mocking and showing a vicious smile.
"Who can tell me, Gryffindor symbolizing bravery? Weasley, may I ask the respected warrior, did you steal the dragon's egg or pull out the teeth of the basilisk." Snape even used Respectfully, but everyone in the speech can't hear anyone, the students on the Slytherin side can't help but laugh, even the students of Gryffindor can't help but just desperately tolerate themselves not With a laugh, for a time, the potion class was filled with cheerful air.
Compared with the healing effect of the Muggle society, the wizards' methods were very immediate. Even for such a serious injury, Ron was able to participate in the course after only a few days of rehabilitation. Both Harry and Hermione advised him After a few more days of rest, Ron still insisted on choosing to come back to class. For the first two days, it was okay. Most of the students selectively forgot his farce, but in Snape’s potion class, here is He is at home.
　　Ron thought he was already mentally prepared, but when facing Snape's sarcasm, he was still angry, but he didn't know how to fight back.
"I think my friend has already received the punishment he deserves. Is it not in your teacher's capacity to do so? For example, it is fun to make fun of students. Professor Dumbledore would not be happy to see his students being punished by this It was ashamed." Hermione stood up, looked up at Snape, and said humbly.
Snape's laughter froze, as if pinched to his neck, his face darkened even more. "My behavior doesn't require you to point, Miss Masterstone," he said coldly. Added a sentence: "Bumping the teacher, Gryffindor deducts five points."
　　Hermione sat down carelessly, and Ron secretly whispered a thank you to her.
　　 went on like this for a while, the laughter of the students finally stopped, and the potion class began to enter the topic.
"Today we are going to learn how to make bone-reducing potions." Snape glanced lightly at his students and saw that most of the students were very attentive. He was still quite satisfied, and then he began to explain the configuration of this potion Methods and precautions.
"This is a very complex medicament, which requires many materials, and the requirements for the shape of the materials are also very high. The unevenly cut materials put into the crucible will also have an effect on the efficacy of the drug." Snape seemed unintentional He walked over to Ron again and said maliciously: "This warrior will not let others help you with this job, are you right? Mr. Weasley."
　　 "I believe you can cut it well." Snape patted Ron's shoulder "kindly".
　　 "Of course, Professor." Ron said slowly, only to see that he slowly used his intact hand to take out a box of cut materials from the bag. "Lao, you bothered. I was ready before."
　　Harry bet that Snape wouldn't be so bad even if he swallowed two big eggs in a row.
　　The three of them had long thought of Snape's possible troubles, and prepared precautions in advance.
Looking for boring Snape here, he continued to walk around, looking for his next target. He almost didn’t need to think about it. Neville was staring at him again. He came to Neville and said:
Yes Of students, I think some special measures must be taken to inspire his talents in potions, Longbottom, do you say yes?"
　　 "Yes, yes." Neville's Novo responded to Snape, apparently not realizing what trouble he would encounter.
"Then what happens to your pet after your potion is completed? I'm looking forward to seeing a tadpole, but I think the bigger one might leave a toad body." Snape stayed After the next sentence, he walked away, and strode back to the podium. He just came down from the podium, it seems that he was just looking for Gryffindor.
"Draco, you said there is a deep hatred between the professor and Gryffindor." Pansila whispered under Malfoy's sleeves, her pharmacy had now entered a stable waiting phase, so she could divide it slightly Under the gods, this type of secret girl is usually happy to pay attention.
"Don't gossip, do things with peace of mind, and, your potion has changed color, don't hurry to add figs, do you also want to boil a pot of poison out?" Malfoy threw some cut dais into the expressionless face There was no interest in answering this question in the crucible, but Pansy was reminded.
Pansy immediately put his head back in front of his crucible, and glanced at it angrily, "You lied to me again." The potion in her crucible was still gurgling with bubbles, showing bright green, which represented All you need to do now is wait.
"I just satisfy someone's desire to study hard this semester. Don't be distracted during class." Malfoy said seriously. The potion class is largely like an experimental class in Muggle society. Serious treatment should be a must Yes, a lot of experimental accidents happened in the distraction.
　　 "Okay~EbookFREE.me~ That's what you make sense, I can't ask if I can't make it?" Pansy turned his head over again and watched his own medicine intently.
After another ten minutes, Snape's voice resounded throughout the classroom. "I think the preparations just now should have been completed by everyone. Now I can start to cook it." Then he used a kind of sudden The tone said: "Mr. Longbottom, I will stare at you closely, lest you blow up our laboratory."
A burst of laughter came from a group of students in Slytherin. A lot of fine sweat beads appeared on Neville's fat round face. He was very nervous. He was not good at potions. He was tight by Snape. It's even harder to play closely.
　　 Hermione wanted to help him, but she and Harry also helped Ron to complete the potion, not to mention that Snape was still staring closely at Neville. She had no chance at all.
　　She guessed that Ron had just touched a nail to Snape before Snape started to target Neville.
　　 "I'm sorry." Hermione whispered in her heart, and then secretly put up a crucible next to it, and began to boil up a new potion. The recipe should be antidote.
"Very well, everyone should have completed the configuration of the potion now." Snape immediately declared the end of the class when he saw Neville's potion had turned into a black mud. "Now follow me The process taught you to clean up the desktop and myself. I don’t want anyone to poison myself while eating.
Snape’s eyes looked at Harry unkindly.
　　 (To be continued.)