Chapter 207: Potions

Just then, Hagrid walked into the auditorium.
He was wearing that long mole-skin coat, absently shaking a dead polecat with a big hand.
"How?" He stopped walking to the staff table and said enthusiastically, "You guys come to my first class! As soon as I have lunch, I will go there! I will get up at five in the morning and take all Everything is ready... I hope the class goes well... I finally become a teacher... It's..."
He smiled happily at Allen and the others, and continued to walk towards the staff table, still shaking the dead polecat in his hand.
"I don't know what he is preparing?" Ron said, a hint of worry in his voice.
"With Allen's suggestion, it shouldn't be too ridiculous." Harry hurriedly swallowed the last bite of the sandwich.
The classmates are all rushing to their first class, and there are gradually fewer people in the auditorium.
"What was your first class?" Penello asked Ellen curiously, Luna staring at him with wide eyes.
"Oh, potions class!" Allen didn't understand why they looked at her like this.
"My first class is Transfiguration. The classrooms are not in the same direction." Penello looked at his class schedule regretfully, then looked at Professor Snape on the teacher's bench, and whispered Alan, " By the way, Professor Snape's face is terrible, you have to be careful."
Allen followed her gaze. Professor Snape was staring at Professor Lupin, his face was not good, as if Professor Lupin owed him a million gold gallons. Despite his bad mood, Professor Snape was keenly aware of Alan's gaze, his eyes were like a knife, and he looked over in an instant. Meeting Professor Snape's eyes, Allen was embarrassed, but a very gentle and polite smile appeared on his face. Seeing it was Alan, Professor Snape nodded slightly, stopped looking at Alan, and started to enjoy his own breakfast.
Allen let out a light breath without a trace.
"He won't make you embarrassed." Luna's voice was still so dazed.
"I won't give him a chance to embarrass." Allen laughed.
"Who wants to embarrass you, then it must be himself in the end." Penello blinked slyly, then got up and left.
The potions classroom is underground, cold and gloomy. Glass jars are lined up along the wall with creepy stuffed animals. The cold water poured out into the pool from the odd-looking stone-faced mouth of the human face in the corner.
When everyone set up the crucible, Professor Snape walked into the classroom as if stepping on some spot.
"Today we are going to make a new potion, shrinking potion. Does anyone know what materials it needs? What is the effect?" Professor Snape's gaze swept across the little wizards.
Everyone was silent, afraid to touch his gaze-even though many Ravenclaws actually knew its ingredients, but due to the momentum of the Dean of the Snake Academy, no one wanted to look at him...
Except for one person, Alan of Ravenclaw, Professor Snape nodded Alan's name, thinking of Alan and his stare in the morning.
"To make a body reduction potion, you need to chop the daisy roots, peel the shrunken figs, cut the caterpillars into thin slices, and add a drop of mouse bile and a little leech juice. Its effect is to shrink the object. "Alan replied calmly, looking directly at Professor Snape.
Professor Snape stared at Allen gloomily, "Very well, Ravenclaw plus five points!"
Although many people knew that Allen answered correctly, it was beyond everyone's expectation that Professor Snape gave Ravenclaw a full five points so simply instead of being as stingy as usual, and the careful little wizard found that the potion The professor's brows are not as tight as before.
Everyone looked at each other. Did Allen impose a confusing curse on the professor?
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take your notes!" Professor Snape knocked on the podium dissatisfied.
The little wizards lowered their heads in unison, picked up the pens, and recorded. Next, under Professor Snape’s dangerous gaze, the little wizards carefully sliced ​​the roots of the daisies and carefully peeled the figs. Although Professor Snape looked at Allen differently, it did not mean that they could do it. Relax your vigilance in class.
Allen moved neatly to cut the roots of the little daisy into even and equal pieces. The Ravenclaws beside him were no strangers to them. When Allen put all the materials into the cauldron, most of them were small. The wizard is still fighting the caterpillars—especially the group of Hufflepuff students.
The soft caterpillar, squishy after cutting, looks very disgusting, Hufflepuff’s Hannah Abbot, constantly wiping the green juice on his hands, seems to be crying!
Seeing Professor Snape patrolling the cauldron on Ravenclaw’s side, Ernie McMillan secretly turned himself and Hannah’s caterpillars into frozen caterpillars. This way it’s easier to cut, and also Will not get hands dirty. Hannah smiled at Ernie gratefully, and Ernie winked at Hannah happily.
"Stupid!" Professor Snape said suddenly, his voice sounding extremely dangerous.
Ernie was taken aback and almost knocked over the cauldron. Professor Snape strode over to Ernie and Hannah~EbookFREE.me~ All the little wizards put down their work and looked intently. Guessing who was so unlucky.
"Hmm—what a good idea? Freeze the caterpillar and slice it!" Professor Snape picked up a piece of Ernie's cut caterpillar and held it high so that everyone could see it.
"Do you think you are smarter than all potions masters? Didn't you hear me speak clearly and can't change the properties of medicinal materials casually? How can I tell you to understand, McMillan?" Professor Snape Staring at Ernie, his eyes looked like a poisonous snake was about to attack.
Ernie flushed, trembling all over, and was about to cry.
"Sorry, Professor!" Hannah sobbed, "It's all for me, Ernie came up with such a way."
"If you are afraid of getting dirty, then get on the train and go home!" Professor Snape said coldly, "otherwise the medicine will be wasted."
"If get out of class is over and your potion can't be made successfully, then Hufflepuff will deduct 20 points!" Professor Snape walked away from them.
Hannah covered her face, and the other little wizards in Hufflepuff looked at her sympathetically.
"Oh, we don't have any caterpillars!" Ernie said desperately, and looked at the other classmates for help.
However, under Professor Snape's gaze, no one dared to act rashly.
"Professor, my shrinking potion has been successfully brewed." Allen raised his hand, and Professor Snape walked to Allen's cauldron.
From a distance, you can see the bright green potion in Allen's cauldron.
Professor Snape scooped some with a spoon, and then slowly poured it back into the cauldron. A smile appeared under his greasy hair, which shocked the little wizard who was watching here.