Chapter 652

The first day after school is still a sunny day, the weather is intoxicating, which is undoubtedly a good start for freshmen.

Of course, the learning content of grade one is still relatively loose, and most courses are mainly adaptive subjects. Compared with them, Harry and others who have just entered the sixth grade are much harder.

Yes, this year, they will have to formally face the n.e.w.ts course with increasing difficulty by leaps and bounds.

In the o.w.ls test at the end of last semester, everyone's grades were not bad, so that there was a lot of room for further study in this academic year. Since the professor of potions is still Slughorn, there are obviously many more students who continue to choose potions this year. You know, when Snape taught in the past, there were often Gryffindor students who met the achievement conditions who refused to study the n.e.w.ts course of magic medicine!

"... Harry, listen to me, the knowledge of magic medicine is very useful! It will be useful in the future, whether it is to apply for a job after graduation, deal with trouble in life, or even in danger! So I suggest..."

On the way to the potion classroom, Hermione was walking beside Harry and Ron, talking endlessly as usual.

"Hey, Hermione, I've got it." Harry said helplessly. "Haven't I already chosen? You see, I've come to class with you. Don't reiterate its importance to me."

"I don't think you've 'understood'!" Hermione glanced at him and said angrily. "Remember? I used all your review materials last semester, and I made the review schedule for you. Don't I know if you attach importance to this course?"

"Oh, Hermione, we'll learn well -" Ron on one side also came up. As Harry's good friend, he certainly can't watch each other nagged by Hermione. "As long as Slughorn is still in charge of the potion class, we can listen carefully, really! It's not like the defense class..."

"Listen carefully?" Hermione suddenly turned her head and stared at him. "Just 'listen carefully'? I tell you, you're looking down on the n.e.w.ts course, okay? I've previewed the textbooks for the last two years three times during the holiday, but even so, I can't say I understood them all... But you told me it's just 'listen carefully'?"

As soon as Harry heard this, he immediately understood why Hermione blocked them at the beginning of school - together, because she had been holding these words for most of her holiday?

"It's hard for you to write these words into a letter and send them to us during the holiday..." - of course Harry didn't dare to say them, but muttered in his heart.

So Hermione talked all the way until they all came to the corridor outside the potion class. Seeing that she finally closed her mouth like a conscience discovery, Harry and Ron couldn't help looking at each other, and then both breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, more than 30 students gathered in the corridor, which is actually a lot in terms of the number of students in Harry's class. However, it is surprising that among the more than 30 students, herchpatch accounted for eight. According to the proportion of previous years, this is a great leap!

Yes, although Hufflepuff college has always been characterized by the largest number of students, most of the little badgers are not good at magic medicine, magic incantation and other disciplines that are more inclined to intelligence and talent, such as herbalism, deformation and other subjects that need to be accumulated over time are their strengths.

It seems that as a wizard who came out of Hufflepuff, Maka's influence on the college has been gradually highlighted.

Of course, Ernie McMillan is probably the one who has been most affected in Hufflepuff college these years. Even though Marca is not really close to Ernie, Ernie always regards him as his best friend where Marca can't see him.

For Ernie, in addition to boasting about his relationship with Maka, he naturally had the idea of catching up. Although it shows that he knows that he can't catch up, it would be a shame if he was questioned as "Marca's friend" at the same time of boasting, isn't it?

At present, Ernie has also passed the performance requirements of the refresher class through his own efforts, and stands here with those students who have studied equally hard.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione," seeing the trio of little lions coming this way, he also took the initiative to welcome them. "It's really choking in Snape's class this morning, isn't it? But if I say that Snape really brings a corpse into class, I won't be afraid at all -"

"Oh, uh... Yeah!" Harry echoed with an awkward smile. "As far as your ability is concerned, there's really nothing to be afraid of."

Ernie often boasted and showed off when he had to say something. But on the whole, he is still a good guy. At least Harry, they don't hate being friends with him. Because only those who have worked hard know that behind Ernie's rhetoric, there is also a lot of struggle.

"Yes! You're right - there's nothing to be afraid of," Ernie laughed. "As old members of R.A., how can we be frightened by Snape's words? Ah, Hermione, what do you think will be different in the potion class later? It must be more difficult? I think..."

He also wanted to continue to show his confidence carelessly, but unexpectedly, the class bell suddenly rang and interrupted him. Then the door of the classroom was opened.

After a holiday, Slughorn's figure was obviously "Fuller" than that of last semester. Before he showed his face, his round belly came into everyone's view first.

"Aha, are we all here?" the bald old man walked out into the corridor with a smile on his face, and then looked around, "great, come on - come in! Just be casual in the classroom like last semester, class..."

The old man was as enthusiastic as last semester, and everyone he saw was a kind and gentle smiling face. Of course, there are always several people he likes better, such as Harry, Sabini with family background, Hermione with excellent achievements and amazing talents - these are his favorite treasures.

As soon as we entered the classroom, we soon found the difference.

According to the previous classroom practice, Slughorn first demonstrated the preparation process of a potion and described the potion theory at the same time. Today, however, several crucibles of different sizes have been placed in the center of the classroom. The rich steam has accumulated in the ceiling and looks like a whole cloud.

By the way, the smell in the classroom is not good at all.

"Sit down first, sit down first! Today is the first class of your n.e.w.ts potion course, and I think I must congratulate you!" Slughorn said with a smile, his beard shaking lightly, "Yes, at the end of last semester, everyone worked very hard. I have to say, you did very well, because you see - your efforts finally achieved results! That's not easy, I know... Congratulations on your promotion to grade 6!"

Before the words fell, most of the students clapped their hands. It is certainly a happy thing that their efforts can be appreciated by others, especially their efforts have been rewarded.

"Then," Slughorn continued after the applause calmed down, "I believe everyone has seen - there are several crucibles with different finished potions, two of which have just been completed today! I think you must be so confused. After all, I never put several potions in one class..."

With his words, several students nodded again and again - these are little wizards who usually like to study. Surprisingly, Hermione, who always leads this small group of students, didn't pay attention to Slughorn today.

In fact, the students near the golden Crucible on the far left were distracted... They seemed to be attracted by the liquid medicine in the crucible.

"... Oh, I think you don't mind standing away so that you can listen to me." Slughorn smiled and took two steps forward, turning the vent on the lid of the crucible in the other direction. "I know it smells wonderful, doesn't it?"

As the aroma moved away a little, Harry and Hermione, who were standing nearby, took a step back together, as if they had just recovered. Until now, they noticed that they were almost putting their nose to the exhaust hole. Their intoxicated look made other students laugh.

"Well, well, for the sake of your eagerness, I'll be more direct," the old man said, "The n.e.w.ts course is very difficult, but the contents mentioned in future courses are of great value. If you can absorb all the knowledge into your mind, they will belong to you - by the time you graduate, I hope you can prepare the potions in these crucibles independently."

At this point, Slughorn paused a little, then reached out and picked up the lid of the crucible on the far right. Everyone immediately saw that the liquid in it was constantly rolling, clear and transparent, as if it were just water in a crucible.

"Well, the first!" he raised his hand and motioned, "who can tell me what magic medicine is in it? If you can, you can also briefly talk about its efficacy."

Before the words fell, an arm that no one knew in class was raised quickly. In a trance, Harry even seemed to hear the whistling sound brought by the speed.