Chapter 207： Potion Lesson (modified)

Just then, Hagrid entered the auditorium.

He was wearing that long moleskin coat and absently flicked a dead polecat with a big hand.

"How is it?" He stopped walking towards the staff table and said cheerfully, "You come to my first class! I will have it after lunch! I will get up at five in the morning and put all Things are ready ... I hope the class goes well ... I, finally became a teacher ... really ... "

He smiled happily at Harry and then nodded at Allen, and continued to walk towards the staff table, still flinging the dead polecat.

"I don't know what he is preparing for?" Ron said, with a hint of worry in his voice.

"With Allen's suggestion, it should not be too outrageous." Harry swallowed the last bite of the sandwich in a hurry.

The students are rushing to their first class, and the number of people in the auditorium is gradually decreasing.

"What was your first class?" Penello asked Alan curiously, Luna stared at him with wide eyes.

"Oh, Potion Lesson!" Allen didn't understand why they looked at her like this.

"My first lesson is Transfiguration, we are different!" Penello looked at his class with regret.

"By the way, Professor Snape's complexion is very bad, you have to be more careful." Penello looked at Professor Snape on the teacher's bench and gently told Allen.

Allen followed her gaze, and Professor Snape was staring at Professor Lupin with a bad look, as if Professor Lupin owed him millions of gallons.

Despite his bad mood, Professor Snape was keenly aware of Allen's eyes.

He looked like a knife and looked at it instantly.

And Professor Snape's eyes met, Allen twitched, but an extremely gentle and polite smile smiled on the face.

Seeing that it was Allen, Professor Snape nodded slightly, stopped looking at Allen, and began to enjoy his own breakfast.

Allen gasped without a trace.

"He will not embarrass you." Luna said in a trance.

"I will not give him a chance to embarrass." Allen laughed.

"Who wants to embarrass you, then the last one must be himself." Penello blinked slyly.

The potions classroom is underground, cold and gloomy.

There are glass jars along the wall, and the animal specimens soaked in it are creepy.

The cold water pours out of the pool from the mouth of the sculpted human face stone in the corner.

When everyone put the crucible racks well, Professor Snape walked into the classroom with great vigour.

"To make a new magic potion, shrinkage potion today. Does anyone know what materials it needs? What effect?"

Professor Snape glanced over the little wizards.

Everyone is silent, and dare not touch his eyes.

Allen except Ravenclaw.

Thinking of Allen and his gaze in the morning, Professor Snape ordered Allen's name.

"To make a slimming agent, you need to chop the roots of the daisies, peel the shrunken figs, slice the caterpillars into thin slices, and add a drop of mouse bile and a little leech juice. Zoom out. "

Allen answered calmly and calmly, looking directly at Professor Snape.

Professor Snape stared at Alan somberly, and the little wizards of Ravenclaw looked at Alan worriedly.

"Very good-Ravenclaw plus five points!" To everyone's surprise, Professor Snape actually gave Ravenclaw extra points!

And the careful classmates found that his brows were not as tight as before.

Everyone looked at each other. Did Allen cast a confusion spell on the professor?

"What are you waiting for? Get your notes quickly!" Professor Snape knocked on the podium dissatisfiedly.

The wizards lowered their heads in unison, picked up the pen, and recorded it.

Next, under the dangerous eyes of Professor Snape, the little wizards carefully cut the roots of the small daisies and carefully peeled the figs.

Everyone realizes that although Professor Snape looks at Allen differently, it does not mean that he can relax his vigilance in class.

Allen cut the roots of the small daisies into small and even pieces neatly, and the Ravenclaws beside him were already surprised.

Wait for Allen to put all the materials into the crucible, and other students are still fighting against the caterpillar.

Soft caterpillars, sticky after cutting, look very disgusting.

Hufflepuff's Hannah Abbot, constantly rubbing the green juice in her hand, looks like she is crying!

Seeing that Professor Snape had been visiting the crucible on Ravenclaw's side, Ernie McMillan secretly transformed herself and Hannah's caterpillars into frozen caterpillars.

It's much easier to cut like this, and it won't stain your hands.

Hannah smiled gratefully at Ernie, and Ernie blinked at Hannah happily.

"Stupid!" Professor Snape suddenly said, his voice sounded extremely dangerous.

Ernie was startled and almost overturned the crucible.

Professor Snape strode towards Ernie and Hannah.

All the little wizards put down their work and looked at the probe, guessing who was so unlucky.

"Well-is it really a good idea? Freeze the caterpillar ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and slice again!"

Professor Snape picked up a piece of caterpillar that had been cut by Ernie 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 plainly and can't just change the properties of medicinal materials? How can I make it clear to you, McMillan?"

Professor Snape stared at Ernie, his eyes looked like a venomous snake about to attack.

Ernie blushed and shivered, and she was about to cry.

"I'm sorry, Professor!" Hannah beside her sobbed, "It's for me that Ernie came up with such a way."

"If you are afraid of getting dirty, take a train and go home!" Professor Snape said coldly, "Otherwise it will only waste medicine."

"If your pharmacy cannot be successfully brewed after class, then Hufflepuff will lose 20 points!" Professor Snape walked away from them.

Hannah covered her face, and the other wizards of Hufflepuff looked at her sympathetically.

"Oh, we don't have caterpillars anymore!" Ernie said desperately, looking at other students for help.

However, under Professor Snape's eyes, no one dared to act rashly.

"Professor, my slimming medicine has been successfully brewed."

Allen raised his hand, and Professor Snape walked to Allen's crucible.

From afar, you could see the bright green dazzle in Allen's crucible.

Professor Snape scooped it up a little, and slowly poured it back into the crucible, with a smile on his face, which surprised the little wizard who was paying attention to his chin.