American TV series World Rescue

Hogwarts.

Slytherin House Tower.

Potions class.

"This course doesn't require you to wave your wand foolishly or mutter incantations. So, I don't expect most people to understand the intricacies and techniques of Potions."

Professor Snape pushed the door open and said repeatedly: "But, those few people who are outstanding and have special talents, I can teach you how to confuse your mind and confuse your senses. I can teach you how to win fame and cook glory." , and even prevent death.”

Having said this, he moved his eyes away from Owen and landed on Harry Potter, who had been lowering his head to take notes. He sneered: "In addition, some of you may have already had a great reputation when you first entered school, so let You are so arrogant that you are too lazy to pay attention. Mr. Potter, our new celebrity here, let me ask you, what effect will it have if you add narcissus root to wormwood at night?"

"I, I don't know."

Harry Potter opened his mouth, his head empty.

"you do not know?"

Snape raised the corners of his mouth and smiled sarcastically: "Okay, let's try again. If I ask you to give me a piece of sulfur, where will you find it?"

"I have no idea."

Harry Potter lowered his head.

"You don't know?"

The smile on Professor Snape's lips grew stronger: "What's the difference between a boat-shaped headless and a wolf-shaped headless? Still don't know? Poor! I don't know anything! Obviously fame doesn't mean everything, right, Mr. Potter?" "

Harry Potter hung his head and said nothing.

"hehe."

Professor Snape admired Harry's expression and had no intention of letting it go. He looked at Owen again: "Draco, you answer!"

"Okay, Professor, when narcissus root is added to mugwort, it will..."

Owen answered all three questions just now in a leisurely manner.

"very good!"

Professor Snape smiled with satisfaction and looked at Harry Potter sideways: "Some fame is real, and some fame is given by others. Don't take it seriously. You must know your own strength."

Owen glanced at Harry Potter with pity and said to himself: "Poor baby! Who made your father hurt Snape so badly back then? This would be Snape. If it were anyone else, he would hate his wife. The hatred of bullying is the responsibility of the father and the son. If you don't punish you to death, you will really have unreasonable thoughts!"

after class.

"Harry, don't be sad. Professor Snape is the head of Slytherin and has never liked us Gryffindor students. Don't take it to heart. Look at me, I never take it to heart."

Ron comforted.

"This is not the college's problem, it's your own problem. Have you forgotten that you were late to the Transfiguration class and were scolded by Professor McGonagall?"

Hermione retorted from the side.

"You tell me! Are you a Gryffindor student or a Slytherin? Since you admire that Draco Malfoy so much, then go find him. Why are you following us?"

Ron shouted impatiently.

"You are going too far."

Hermione covered her mouth and ran out.

"Where did we go too far? I told the truth."

Ron caught a glimpse of Hermione's tears and his heart softened, but he muttered unwillingly.

Harry, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Ron, I think Hermione is right. We should study hard. I don't believe we will be worse than others."

"study hard?"

Ron's head got dizzy when he heard this, and he curled his lips and said, "Sometimes it's useless to work hard..."

Professor Snape's office.

"Professor, I would like to ask, what are your thoughts on potion resistance?"

Owen asked.

"Have you taken magic-enhancing potions? Are you still developing drug resistance?"

Professor Snape suddenly understood and revealed the key point: "Who helped you refine it?"

He had previously wondered how Owen could have such strong magic fluctuations at such a young age, but now everything is clear.

"I used to practice by myself for fun when I had nothing to do."

Owen smiled reservedly.

"Do you practice by yourself for fun?"

Professor Snape glanced at Owen sideways and sneered: "Impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible, Professor."

Owen smiled and said: "When you repeat an experiment dozens or hundreds of times, everyone can succeed. Only those who are familiar with it can succeed."

"Dozens or hundreds of times?"

Professor Snape was speechless. After a while, he said quietly: "The Malfoy family is really rich."

"hehe."

Owen smiled and said nothing.

Professor Snape suppressed his negative emotions towards the rich man and mused: "There are two ways to overcome drug resistance. One is to change the prescription, and the other is to upgrade the prescription. Even I only have some magic power enhancement potions." I've heard about it but haven't seen it before. I guess you don't have a second recipe, so now you can only consider upgrading the recipe."

"Professor, this is the prescription, please give me some advice."

Owen had obviously expected it and took out the prescription directly.

"good."

Professor Snape took it and took a look. After thinking for a while, he began to describe his plan. Owen also put forward his own opinions.

In terms of the breadth and depth of potions, Professor Snape was a real master, but Owen used krypton gold methods to gain a unique understanding of the refining of magic-enhancing potions. When the two communicated, the atmosphere Naturally very good.

"Professor, I have another unwelcome favor."

Owen said before leaving.

"explain!"

Snape was concise and to the point.

"I know students shouldn't skip class, but..."

"I see."

Professor Snape interrupted: "You follow your own method. You don't have to stick to the classroom. If there is a problem, I will help you solve it."

He is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he is also an academic. He naturally takes a high look at students like Owen who are talented and suit his temperament.

"Thank you, Professor."

Owen thanked him sincerely.

With his current strength, he is barely qualified to be a professor of alchemy. The reason why he came to Hogwarts is partly because he wanted to be the protagonist, and partly because he liked the conditions of Hogwarts.

Three major magic schools in Europe. Hogwarts is the well-deserved number one, and now with the help of Dean Slytherin, he will have more time.

afternoon.

On the playground.

"Welcome to your first flying lesson. What are you waiting for?"

Mrs. Hooch clapped her hands and said: "...I hope you will ride on it. Mr. Malfoy, what's the problem?"

"Teacher, do I have to ride?"

Owen asked, raising his hand.

"What?"

Mrs. Huo Qi was puzzled.

"Don't you think riding a broom is indecent?"

Owen smiled a little weirdly: "And it's also uncomfortable. Of course, I'm talking about us boys..."

"..."

Mrs. Huo Qi's face darkened: "Then what do you want to do?"

"Stand on it!"

Owen shrugged.

Flying on a broomstick? The picture was so beautiful that he didn’t dare to look at it!

"no!"

Mrs. Huo Qi shook her head and said in denial: "It's impossible to stand at all, and it's too dangerous!"

"Adsorb tightly!"

Owen stepped on the broomstick on the ground, waved his wand, raised his right foot slightly, and the broomstick carried Owen straight up...