A ruined Hogwarts

After his short opening remarks, in the silence, Snape suddenly shouted: "Potter!"

“What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to an absinthium infusion?”

Harry stood up and thought about it for a moment, then said with some uncertainty: "...it can be formulated into a very powerful sleeping potion, a dose of...uh, water of life and death."

Because of Owen's reminder, he had flipped through the potions textbook a lot these days, and remembered that this issue was mentioned on a certain page at the back of the page, but this was definitely not what they needed to preview at this stage!

At this time, Owen, who was huddled far away in the corner of the Potions class, was watching the show with great interest. He secretly used a magic spell to light a fire under the cauldron in front of him. He leaned next to it and let the warm flames dispel the coldness around him, feeling in his heart Then he started to think wildly.

It is said that Professor Snape's question has profound implications. According to the Victorian flower language, the "narcissus" he mentioned is a lily that looks like a narcissus, and its flower language is "My regrets follow you to the grave." Wormwood means "absence" and "bitter sorrow." What this sentence actually means is: I feel great regret for your mother's death.

The above inner monologue that makes the listener cry and make the listener sad... is actually all made up. Owen can only say that this is definitely a beautiful misunderstanding.

Look at the malicious look in Professor Snape's eyes when he looked at Harry Potter. Owen was sure that his intention was purely to make things difficult. Although Snape was determined to protect Harry, he never concealed his disgust for him. Instead of secretly expressing his inner regret to the face in front of him that was very similar to James, he might as well let him speak to his cauldron.

Besides, if Professor Snape really had such romantic emotional intelligence, Harry should be named Snape now!

"Of course, since he is a very powerful Occlumency master, it is not impossible..." Owen stretched out his hands to warm himself in front of the fire, and saw the malice in Professor Snape's eyes dissipate after hearing Harry's answer. A little bit.

Snape's expression was still unpredictable, and without giving Harry a chance to breathe, he directly asked the next question: "If I asked you to find a bezoar, where would you find it?"

Hermione raised her arms high. Harry was stunned, shook his head and said, "I don't know, Professor."

This is the content of "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms". His study time is limited, and he has to take care of previews and after-school homework for so many subjects. It is impossible to write down this book in a short time.

"Then tell me, what's the difference between Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane?" Snape continued to ask indifferently.

It's "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" again! Harry breathed out and whispered, "Sorry, Professor, I haven't previewed it yet."

"That's all, Potter." Snape said in a cold and smooth voice, "It seems that fame doesn't mean everything. It's time for you to know your own worth. Sit back and don't think that you are in my college. I You will be treated specially."

Harry sat back, raised his emerald-green eyes, and looked at Snape's sallow face with some suspicion, with an expression of indifference that seemed to hide disgust, and thought to himself, wasn't this really a deliberate attempt to make things difficult? After all, Draco is really unreliable.

But then he remembered that Owen had said the same thing, telling him "You can completely trust Professor Snape." Harry didn't think Owen was joking... although he often couldn't tell how much of Owen's words were true. Out of some bad taste.

"So, is there only one other possibility?" Harry took a deep breath, "So the dean actually has such heavy expectations for me? He must be very disappointed in me now."

Although Harry knew that he was not a genius at all, and he preferred others to treat him as an ordinary person, he did not have the habit of disappointing people again and again in the face of the high expectations placed on him by others.

Harry's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he looked at Professor Snape firmly and sincerely: "I understand, Professor! I'm sorry, I won't let you down again in the future."

For the first time, Snape's always gloomy expression became a little strange. As a teacher who always had a keen understanding of students' thoughts, he couldn't figure out what Potter understood. Also, when did you feel disappointed?

Staring into the other party's emerald green eyes full of determination and sincerity, as well as some kind of guilt hidden in them, he looked dazed for a moment, and the sarcastic joke he wanted to blurt out was unable to come out in his throat. I felt extremely uncomfortable holding it in.

Owen suppressed his laughter from a distance. He always felt that Harry was thinking about something extraordinary, so that the play had a sense of déjà vu from beginning to end.

Well, that's weird enough.

Snape let go of the eccentric Potter, but his expression became more gloomy. He asked in a louder voice: "So, who can tell me the answers to these two questions?"

After saying that, he ignored Hermione's arms still raised high, and looked coldly at Owen, who was sitting in the corner warming himself by the fire, and the suppressed smile on his face.

"Shafiq, it seems that these questions are not difficult for you." Snape was inexplicably unhappy and called Owen's name.

Owen coughed lightly and stood up helplessly, facing Hermione's resentful gaze.

He spoke at a leisurely pace: "Bezoar is a stone taken out from the stomach of a goat. It has a strong detoxification effect. When someone is acutely poisoned, stuffing a bezoar into his throat will Received miraculous results. Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum lucidum are the same plant, also collectively known as Aconitum. The whole plant is poisonous, and the root nodules are the most toxic. However, the treated Aconitum has wonderful uses in many magic potions. "

To be honest, Owen wasn't that scared of Professor Snape. His father has always maintained a good relationship with Professor Snape. Many of the best potions in the potion shop run by the Shafiq family are made by Snape, and Mr. Shafiq can always give He found some extremely rare potion ingredients.

I heard that the two of them were classmates in the same year. Mr. Shafiq was almost dragged into their Death Eater circle by friends like Snape. Finally, he was caught and brought home by Owen's grandfather and his legs were almost broken... This is Owen I overheard my parents saying it as a joke.

Listening to Owen's answer, Snape nodded his chin subtly and continued to ask: "Tell me, what is the function of mandrake?"

"A very powerful antidote that can restore deformed or petrified people to their original form, but its cries are fatally dangerous." Owen replied.

“Name the main uses for Flobber caterpillar slime.”

"It is mainly used to thicken potions. It is used when preparing potions such as herbicides, sleeping potions, and replication agents."

Professor Snape nodded slightly again, waved Owen to sit down, and of course did not forget to give Slytherin points.

After the interlude, the potions class continued. Owen and Blaise worked together to brew a simple magic potion to treat boils.

Snape walked around the classroom silently, like a dark ghost, and almost all students suffered from his merciless criticism.

Harry was assigned to work with Crabbe by Snape, and even though his companion was clumsily holding him back, he still hurriedly finished brewing the potion. Snape walked around him, watching him busy trying to save the situation, barely making a small mistake, and then ran to find trouble for the Gryffindor students.

Owen was happily using Braise's cauldron, burning a bright flame in his own cauldron. Like a bonfire, the surrounding area became warm and warm, and it became a medium-sized light source in the classroom. Snape mocked him a few times.

If Neville hadn't boiled the boil-curing potion into a boil-causing potion and burned out the crucible in the process, causing the potion to spurt out all over the classroom, this class would have been so peaceful.

After walking out of the Potions classroom, Owen stretched his arms and said with emotion: "What a peaceful day."