Chapter 448: ? Potions class

Outside the office of the professor of spells, Franklin was waiting alone for Mike in the office, and as for Clark, he ran to study.
Hogwarts students in sixth and seventh grades have a lot of free time. Part of the reason is that many students are disqualified from elective courses due to their grades. [零零看书00kxs] But more reasons are The courses are too difficult. Most professors have taken the initiative to reduce the density of courses and the progress of teaching, so that students can have more time to absorb and digest current knowledge.
Many students with poor self-control began to act wantonly after gaining so much free time. Their attention shifted from studying to novels, shopping, wizard chess and even love, especially love. Hogwarts six or seven The ratio of couples among students in grades is high and scary, and unlike Muggle society that breaks up after graduation, most of these student couples can enter the palace of marriage due to the special and closed nature of the wizarding society.
In fact, a large number of couples in the wizarding society met on campus, such as Harry's parents, and the parents of Neville and Ron.
Mike even suspected that this might be a conspiracy by the Ministry of Magic to increase the fertility rate. After all, young people at this age would have little fun other than falling in love once they were free.
And they are not mature at this grade, so boys and girls don't know about restraint and safety measures, and they can easily kill them. In the end, they can only become parents early (abortion is illegal in the wizarding world!).
But there are also a small number of students who always focus their attention on learning, either because of family pressure, or because of their amazing self-control, but anyway, they are the future of the wizarding world.
Clark belongs to this category of people. In fact, it is very rare for him to save time to interact with Mike specifically, knowing that he will graduate this year.
And Clark's departure also made Franklin a bit boring. He had been waiting here for almost half an hour. He really couldn't figure out what on earth was between Mike and Professor Flitwick that needed to be talked for so long.
Franklin leaned his back against the wall and stared at the office door blankly.
The next moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, Franklin's spirits refreshed, and his pupils just reunited and he saw Professor Flitwick rushing out of the door at a terrifying speed that almost turned into an afterimage, and he ignored the door. Franklin rushed directly to the stairs.
Immediately afterwards, Mike walked out with a smile. He saw that Franklin was looking at Professor Flitwick's back with a stunned look, and explained first:
"Professor Flitwick, he is almost late for class."
Franklin glanced stiffly at the clock hanging on the wall, and muttered:
"He seems to be late, right?"
"Oh, is that so? That's really bad."
"It's pretty bad. Only students are late for class. This is the first time I heard of the professor being late."
Mike chuckled a few times by Franklin's amusement, and when his mood eased, he took Franklin back to the Ravenclaw lounge.
Since both of them gave up a lot of elective courses, they had no classes for the whole morning.
Mike would not waste such a long period of free time. After returning to the Ravenclaw lounge, he went straight to the secret of Freemasonry, and began further training on the spell in the spell practice square.
As for Franklin, he went to the Quidditch Stadium to train.
Because the previous captain finally graduated, now the captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team has become Cedric’s fiancee Qiu Zhang, but Qiu Zhang, who is already in seventh grade this year, is obviously more willing to put his mind on In terms of study, she delegated many powers of the team, including the selection of players.
The reason why Franklin passed today is to discuss with the other senior players how to make the selection of new players this year.
The two returned to Hogwarts for lunch until noon.
During the period, Franklin talked to Mike about their schedule for this year and claimed that they would be able to regain the Quidditch trophy this year.
This made Mike a little speechless. He smiled and shook his head, but saw that the surrounding students were happily talking to each other. Several lower-grade students even used sausages as swords at the dining table to fight each other. The whole restaurant was flooded. With joy and laughter.
This scene made Mike a little bit emotional.
Now the entire wizarding world is terrified because of Voldemort's return, but Hogwarts is like a protective spell to firmly protect these students in it, so that their lives will not be disturbed.
It would be a pity if such a place is destroyed.
Mike thought so.
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After the lunch break, Mike finally ushered in the first class of his new semester-Potions.
The teaching location for this class is still the basement near Slytherin College. When Mike and Franklin came to the corridor in front of the basement together, they discovered that there were already a dozen people gathered here talking and laughing.
The arrival of Mike and Franklin quickly attracted their attention, and several Ravenclaw students immediately leaned in and greeted Mike excitedly.
After greeting them, Mike looked at the crowd again and found the trio of salvation in a corner outside.
Harry's condition looks better than yesterday, at least he has a smile on his face now, and Hermione is constantly looking at his potions textbook, while reading it and muttering plausibly. He would close the book from time to time, raise his head and close his eyes and mutter to himself, as if he was reciting the text.
As for Ron, he was still careless. He was chatting excitedly with a short-haired black boy next to him. Mike guessed that the topic between them must be Quidditch.
"Hey, Harry."
Mike smiled and greeted him. The latter was taken aback when he heard the words, and then a brighter smile appeared on his face.
"Mike! You also chose the potions improvement class? Oh! Seeing what I said, you would definitely choose."
"I also guessed that you will definitely choose Potions after the admission criteria for the potions improvement class is lowered." Mike said with a smile, "I also guessed that you must not have prepared a textbook."
"Uh, it's true. Although you reminded me during the summer vacation, I still didn't expect that I could continue to take potions class, so I just...but don't worry, Professor McGonagall said I can ask Si Professor Lagerhorn borrows it temporarily."
"I think you probably don't need to borrow it from him." Mike said, took out a wrinkled book "Advanced Potions Making" and a brand new balance from his pocket. "This is The second-hand books I picked up a few years ago, I think you can use them."
"Thanks...thank you."
Harry took the book, but the smile on his face was a little stiff.
Looking at the broken page that was almost falling apart (it was not so broken, but it became like this after being read by the Freemasonry), Mike quickly reacted, knowing that Harry had misunderstood, and quickly explained :
"Oh, sorry Harry. I hope you don’t get me wrong. I gave you the old book because it contains a lot of previous notes from a certain senior. I think they should be able to help you. There is no other meaning. Uh, or you can use it. I’ll hold it for a while, and then write to Lihen Bookstore to order a new book."
The expression on Harry's face suddenly stretched, and he said with some guilt and embarrassment:
"Sorry Mike, you know, I didn't mean that."
"It's ok."
Mike and Harry looked at each other and smiled, and Ron also leaned over at this time, his expression was a little disappointed, because he didn't have a textbook, but obviously Mike didn't prepare his share.
After a long time, he took a deep breath and asked:
"Mike, you mean you already got this book? But...why? I mean this year's potions class hasn't started yet? You don't need to..."
Before he finished speaking, Hermione, who was reciting the text, chuckled. She glanced at Ron with a slug look, and said disdainfully:
"That's why your potions are not excellent, because you will never try to preview something you haven't learned yet."
Ron was flushed by what he said, but he didn't dare to attack here. He could only wait for Hermione with big eyes like round bells. Hermione was staring at him in the same way, and the eyes of both of them didn't blink. , As if whoever blinks first loses. Harry's expression on the side was also a bit awkward, because he was the same as Ron.
At this moment, I don't know who shouted that class is about to start. Hermione and Ron guessed that they ended the stare challenge, rubbing their dry eyes and following the crowd into the underground classroom.
As soon as he walked into the basement, Mike saw a big chubby belly. After a closer look, he realized that it was Slughorn. He stood by the door of the classroom enthusiastically, welcoming every student who came to class.
He seemed very happy watching the students returning to him.
Especially when Mike and Harry greeted him, he laughed so that the walrus beards were shaking constantly.
The potions classroom at this time has also changed a lot from before. It was originally dark and gloomy. Snape is like a light-phobic bat. The students are forbidden to light open flames in the classroom, even if it is true. To illuminate, you must also use extremely low temperature magic flames. The light emitted by the pale green flames is cold. With the glass jar specimens placed on the surrounding shelves, the potions classroom has become alive. A cemetery laboratory of a medieval horrible necromancer.
Now it’s different. Slughorn’s taste is obviously different from Snape’s. Not only did he remove those shelves, he also arranged many magic lights emitting warm yellow lights around the classroom to illuminate the entire classroom. It's warm. At this time, the potions classroom was still filled with a lot of water vapor. If it weren't for the strange smells in the air, Mike would definitely think of it as a large bathroom.
He took a closer look and found that there were several cauldrons in the classroom that were just bubbling. The strange smell and steam in the classroom came out of it.
There were already a few Slytherins sitting here in the classroom at this time, and it was obvious that they had come here first with a geographical advantage.
Unlike ordinary courses in the past, the potions class is taught by the four major colleges together, because potions is too difficult, and the cost of Jin Jialong is too much, not to mention the past Snape period, even now Ragerhorn took the initiative to lower the admission criteria for the potions course and not many people were willing to come to the class.
Mike, Franklin and others quickly walked into the classroom. They passed through a cauldron, but when they passed a golden cauldron near the Gryffindor table, everyone stopped.
Because the smell in this cauldron was so good, Mike even smelled the unlit scent of Cuban cigars in it, which made him take two puffs after quitting smoking for a long time.
The expressions of the others were similar, all of them were intoxicated. Harry and Ron even closed their eyes and lifted their heads to suck.
This made Mike immediately alert, after all, these people are not addicted to cigarettes, and it makes no sense to indulge in the smell of cigars.
He immediately looked at the golden crucible, and when he saw the spiraling white steam above the crucible, Mike showed a dazed expression.
The ecstasy is boiled in this cauldron!
Mike swallowed his saliva, and finally took a sharp sip of the intoxicating fragrance, which forced Franklin, who was still unwilling to leave, to the long table at Ravenclaw.
"Hey! Mike, what are you doing? I want to smell it for a while~EbookFREE.me~ Franklin complained dissatisfiedly, but when he heard that Mike's eyes rolled, he asked with a weird smile:
"Really? What did you smell just now?"
"What is the question you are asking? Isn't that what Porterby's magic hair softener asked?"
Mike said dazedly:
"Why do you smell the softener? Also, how do you remember the smell of your hair without the softener at all?"
"This is because of Klin..."
Franklin's words were generally stopped, but Mike still understood what he meant. He looked at Franklin teasingly, and the latter's dark face was also rarely blushed.
At this time, the others were all seated. Harry and Ron and the others were sitting directly beside the golden cauldron near the water platform. As for the others, they could only reluctantly return to their seats in their colleges.
And seeing everyone in their positions, Professor Slughorn returned to the podium with a smile.
"Okay, okay," Slughorn said to everyone through the steaming steam, "Dear students, please take out your balance, medicine packs, and your "Advanced Potions Making"...Oh! Thanks to Harry, Professor McGonagall told me that you seem to have no textbooks. Don’t worry, boy, don’t worry at all. You can use the ingredients in the storage cabinet today, and you can also lend you balances and old books."
"Um, thank you for your kindness." Harry said vaguely, "but I now have a textbook, which Mike lent me. But Ron hasn't, can you lend it to him?"
"Is that so?" The expression on Slughorn's face was a little lost. He slanted his eyes and glanced at Ron. Then he said in a flat tone, "Well, Romi, get it now, Chu The locker is over there."