Chapter 39： 5 points for Ravenclaw

Sean is relatively confident in his memory, and he is also familiar with "Thousands of Magical Herbs and Mushrooms" and "Magic Potions and Potions", he is very sure that this kind of potion is not mentioned in it.

"I don't know, Professor," he answered honestly.

"It looks like you didn't replenish your barren knowledge during the summer vacation." Snape narrowed his eyes. "Let's try again, this—"

It was a pot of pale blue liquid, and a white mist rose up, lingering within the range just above the crucible.

I haven't seen it either... Sean's mouth twitched.

"I don't know... Professor."

"this-"

"I don't know, Professor."

Hermione on the side raised her hand high, but Snape completely ignored her.

Harry should have known, but he would never take the initiative to answer - Snape wouldn't call names, he was used to deducting points from Harry for all kinds of small details.

"Wallup, it looks like you don't even know the reason why stupid birds fly first." Snape sneered, "Let me tell you - the first potion is a lightening agent, which can improve the speed and responsiveness of the user. Hurry up, the second pot is Eagle Eye Potion, it can greatly improve the vision range of the user, this is a powerful healing potion, any injury can be relieved, except for mental trauma."

Students who knew Snape's temperament voluntarily took out their notes without waiting for him to speak and wrote them down quickly.

"Sit down, Wallup - two points for Ravenclaw, I told you last school year to use your brains during the summer."

Sean sat down helplessly, Snape is definitely a public revenge!

When the rustling sound in the classroom stopped, Snape introduced other potions, and finally he stood in front of the Fuling Elixir: "In this class, we will make the hair growth potion."

He glanced at the crowd with gloomy eyes, and said slowly and reluctantly, "The person who can make the potion perfectly will get a small bottle of Fuling Elixir."

This time, the students were all surprised. They and their companions looked at each other in disbelief, and even made a noise.

"Quiet!" snapped Snape angrily. "Mr. Headmaster thinks you need to be motivated, otherwise, I will never give out a prize—do you think you are qualified?"

"There is only one chance, only the perfect potion can be rewarded, and you will never see it in the future!"

After Snape said this, everyone quickly flipped through their textbooks. Snape's requirements must be outrageously high. The "perfect" in his mouth is not so easy to achieve, but everyone is holding a bit of luck, what if?

Sean also became serious, but he had Snape's notes!

However, would this be considered cheating by the old bat?

With this thought in mind, Sean's movements still didn't stop. Although the elixirs Lily promised to give him were already in the process of brewing, no one would think too much of good things, maybe they could still be used. Send it.

Snape walked through the basement classroom, and from time to time he had to find someone to pick on and scold him, and Harry and Sean were the focus of attention, including but not limited to the heat of cooking the herbs, the posture of holding the silver knife, and the tip of the nose being too close to the cauldron. etc.

"Wring out the water from the fresh filament aquatic plants..." Sean looked at the operation steps in the textbook.

The filamentous waterweed is an aquatic plant that grows in caves at the bottom of the lake. This hair-like thing has a lot of water. Hermione on the side tried to suckle, but the filamentous waterweed was still wet.

Sean remembered the note in the notebook: You can put the water weed into a ball in the pounding pot, pound it with a copper rod, and then take it out and squeeze it dry.

He took the medicine jar on the side and did the same, and was surprised to find that after being smashed by the copper rod, the wet filament water plants squeezed out most of the water with just a little force.

Sean tried to remind Hermione, but Snape kept staring gloomily at him after seeing his action, the meaning of which was obvious: I'll deduct points if you tell anyone without my permission.

The helpless Sean had to continue to brew his own hair growth medicine, and with the help of the notebook, his progress was very smooth.

By the time Snape called to stop, his hair growth potion had completely turned into a greasy, transparent liquid, exactly as it was written in the book.

Snape checked everyone's potions, and when he walked to Sean's side, he seemed to be struggling with something, and finally just glanced at the potions and walked away with a cold snort.

He didn't pick faults or praise, and directly ignored Sean's perfect hair growth potion.

After class, no one got that bottle of Fuling.

"Sean, I bet Snape couldn't cook it better than you himself, he just didn't want to give you the Flux," said Hermione indignantly.

Although the sudden enlightenment of Sean's potion surprised the girl, the potion would not lie. She thought that her friend had suffered a great injustice.

Sean smiled and didn't speak. His hair growth potion was basically the same as what Snape taught him. It was normal that the old bat wouldn't reward him.

Moreover, he also guessed a little bit of Snape's thoughts. I'm afraid, this phlegm was not prepared for them at all...

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Daisy was a little uneasy when she stepped into the potions classroom. She had heard about Professor Snape these days. Except for Slytherin, almost all the students in other colleges were picked on by him.

This made Daisy a little worried. She had spent most of her life lying in a hospital bed. Although her mother was a very good potion master, she had never even touched the cauldron.

And, as Harry said, he was constantly being picked on by Snape, which made Daisy even more nervous—Mum had said that Harry's talent for potions was excellent.

Xiaobaihua and the friend she just made sat honestly at the edge of the classroom.

"Bang!" Snape's appearance was as pressing as ever, and the first-year students immediately became nervous.

What a scary teacher... Daisy whispered in her heart.

After Snape finished his usual opening remarks, he picked up the roll. UU reading

"...Daisy Potter."

"Yes, yes, Professor!" Daisy stood up nervously, and accidentally touched the corner of the table, causing her brows to frown in pain.

Snape's voice was as gloomy as ever: "...be careful in the future."

"Okay, Professor." Daisy rubbed her arm.

However, this Professor Snape does not seem to be as scary as he imagined? Xiaobaihua muttered in her heart.

"...Miss Daisy," Snape used a somewhat odd title, "when will the worriers be picked?"

Daisy's eyes lit up, and she was familiar with the lamentation. There were many plants in the garden of Ms. Bagshot.

"Pick by moonlight, Professor."

Snape nodded invisibly. "Yes, five points for Ravenclaw."