novelslam Chapter 588 Which killer stole my potion!
Chapter 588 Which killer stole my potion!
Chapter 588 Who killed a thousand swords stole my potion!
One class gave everyone a deeper understanding of Professor McGonagall, especially her 'witty' and 'thought-provoking' quotations.
William decided to record the phrase "You can still sleep at your age!"...and make it into a ghost alarm clock and sell it.
After any student listens to it, he will definitely wake up immediately and then paint the wall with dung.
According to the tradition of Hogwarts, there will always be some surprising tricks on the first day of school.
This time is no exception.
At noon, a shocking news began to spread wildly on campus:
Neville issued a death declaration to Professor Snape!
Hogwarts is a paradise for rumors, many times, a small detail can spread outrageous rumors.
For example, last year it was rumored that Professor Snape was a werewolf, Black Ney... and other outrageous news.
So, this thing sounds like nonsense, and it looks like a fake.But unfortunately, this time it is indeed true.
Neville said to Professor Snape in Potions class:
Be careful!When brewing potions in the future, watch your cauldron...don't blow it up!
This is full of warnings, and it makes people shudder to hear it.
Everyone was stunned, and the Gryffindor students were also frightened. They didn't expect Neville, who was always honest, to say such a thing.
Sure enough, the honest man was driven into a hurry and would do anything.
If it's just this sentence, everyone can still understand it.Maybe it's really just Neville, who cares about our lovely and charming Sri Lanka?
Unexpectedly, just in class, Neville also burned three crucibles on the spot and blew up the chamber twice.
Snape's hair was greasy and his hairline had risen a millimeter.
That is to say, he had experienced the Marietta incident back then, so he had experienced many battles, failed to be recruited, and fell under the crucible that exploded.
Otherwise, he would already be lying in the school hospital, being ridiculed by Madam Pomfrey.
After class, Neville looked for William with a sad face.
"That's what Percy said. He said that foreign crucibles are not thick enough, and they are easy to blow up.
I just care about Professor Snape, let him be careful. "
Neville really just cared a little.
But with that sentence, plus the bombing, it's no joke.
So, Professor Snape unceremoniously punished him with detention, to disembowel a vat of horned toads.
And only with your hands!
Next time, just use your mouth.
The students knew that Professor Snape was in a bad mood.In the class in the afternoon, everyone was honest.
Professor Moody also came inexplicably, wandering around the door of the basement classroom.
Snape seemed extra cautious about Mad-Eye, obviously avoiding his eyes.
Whether it's the magic eye or the normal eye.
The students whispered, remembering that in the first grade, Professor Snape entered the palace twice... was imprisoned in Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic.
Moody was still an Auror back then.There may have been some special stories between the two.
Is it torture to extract a confession, or a prison school... These are two completely different concepts.
"Quiet," Snape said coldly.
He slammed the classroom door behind him, keeping Moody out.
He didn't need to order everyone to be quiet at all. As soon as the door was closed, the whole class fell silent and all small movements stopped.
"Before we start class today," Snape said, walking quickly to the podium, looking at them all sternly.
"I think you need to be reminded that next June you will be sitting an important exam."
"At that time, you will prove to yourself how much potion knowledge you have learned from me.
Although, there are some students in this class who are really mentally retarded, so stupid that they stand shoulder to shoulder with trolls... Even I can't teach them well.
But I still hope that everyone can be in O. W． Barely 'passing' the Ls exam, otherwise I'd be... very angry. "
For six consecutive years, O. W． In the Ls exam, the professor with the highest passing rate of students, Snape still has this confidence.
That's right, don't look at Professor Snape's hot appearance, but he is also an "excellent young teacher" at Hogwarts.
It's completely different from a bastard like Trelawney... who has the second lowest passing rate.
As for who is the first...it must be Professor Babji of Muggle Studies.
"Of course, after this year, many of you will no longer be able to take my classes," Snape continued.
"I only select the best students to enter my N.E.W.Ts Potions class... and those obvious idiots must say goodbye."
Everyone held their breath.
Snape sneered: "It's not that I don't want to teach, but because some people's intelligence is not enough to support him, and he continues to wander in the wonderful field of potions."
The students straightened their backs, as if they wanted to show that they were not that "someone".
After Professor Snape finished taunting, he began to teach the brewing process of the palliative.
William had configured this potion during the time loop in the first grade.
The palliative can calm down and relieve irritability and anxiety, and completely calm down.This 'sage mode' is very good for learning.
But if the ingredients are sloppy, it will make the drug taker fall into a deadly lethargy.
Therefore, Professor Snape requested that at the end of the lesson, all students should taste a small drop of their own potion.
This proposal makes everyone more focused and cautious.
It doesn't matter if you sleep deeply, you are afraid of being poisoned to death by yourself.
"The ingredients and recipes are on the blackboard." Snape waved his wand. "Everything you need is in the locker."
Everyone lined up and got up honestly to get the potion.
Professor Snape squinted, staring at the crack of the door.Moody hasn't left yet. With his magic eye, he can penetrate the door panel.
William went to the locker and found that it was full of materials.There are also many pimple vine pods, all of which are wrinkled by blisters.
These are obviously Professor Sprout's cuties, who were "picked up" by Snape and put in the storage room.
Since there are so many, it's still Professor Sprout's stuff, so it's not a big deal for William to take some, right?
Besides, he didn't take much...only a few dozen plants.
Qiu followed suit and took it too, putting it in the ring with the Untraceable Stretching Charm.
Marietta followed suit with...
When the Kitty Hawks closed the door of the storage room, the good guy... the first floor was empty.
It's just that Professor Snape didn't see it, he was still staring at Moody from a distance, and was sniping at him.
The two had hard anal sex.
An hour later, a faint, silver-white steam appeared in William's cauldron.He finished brewing the potion.
Professor Snape just glanced at it and left without speaking.
In McGonagall's words: This kind of student should not be placed in the classroom, affecting the mentality of other students.
Clouds of dark gray gas are bubbling out of Qiu's cauldron, with a strong smell of rotten eggs.
If you drink this stuff, even if you don't get poisoned to death, you will get stink to death.
Qiu looked at his friend as if asking for help, William glanced at Snape's back, and quickly waved his wand.
Her cauldron automatically stirred counterclockwise, and then the hellebore syrup in the test tube slowly dripped into it.
The rotten egg smell is gone and the color is starting to change.
But Marietta was not well. Her cauldron was glowing green and making a popping sound, as if it was about to...explode.
Everyone knows...the cauldron is going to explode.
William waved his wand, freezing the entire crucible.
Snape came, with a terrible sarcasm on his face, and said with a smile: "Stark used magic... five points from Ravenclaw!"
He shook his wand and said, "Valid without a trace."
Suddenly Marietta's potion disappeared, and she stood foolishly beside an empty cauldron.
"Why don't you help your classmates? Stark, another five points!"
William: "..."
"On Saturday, come to my office for tutoring!"
Professor Snape said angrily at Marietta. "I'll give you private tutoring!"
Isn't this lowering the pass rate of his excellent teachers!
Professor McGonagall tried to surpass him every year!
Since the Quidditch Cup and the House Cup were gone, this was one of the few places where Snape could taunt Gryffindor.
Be careful... this year has to be an unprecedented seven-game winning streak.
After class, all the students walked out of the classroom.
Ravenclaw students go especially fast.
After an unknown amount of time, a roar suddenly came from the basement classroom.
Professor Snape was horrified to find that half of the herbs he picked up yesterday... were gone.
Who killed a thousand knives and stole it!
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(End of this chapter)