Big Boss In The Harry Potter World

Solim was already bottling it, and there was still a little bit of demulcent in his cauldron. Draco watched helplessly from the side.

"Do it yourself, Draco." Solim corked the bottle and cleaned up the remaining residue in the crucible, leaving no chance for Draco to fantasize.

"Potter, what is this?" Snape's sarcastic voice came from the other end of the classroom.

Draco just turned his head and looked over when he heard Solim say: "Concentrate on your own business and don't worry about other things. Aren't you tired of watching this scene?"

"A palliative," Harry said nervously.

"Potter, tell me," Snape said softly, "do you know how to read?"

Unexpected, very unexpected. Normally at this time, the Slytherin students would definitely laugh as the background sound at this time, but today they seemed to be collectively deaf. Not only was they deaf, not a single one of them even looked in Harry's direction.

Harry was so nervous that he didn't even notice this, but someone did. Hermione, who was about to bottle it, glanced strangely at Slytherin.

"know."

"Are you sure? Mr. Potter? Then please read the third line of the operating instructions to me."

At this time, the consequences of Harry and the others' choice to stay away from the podium emerged: Harry squinted at the blackboard. Now that the underground classroom is filled with steam of various colors, it is really difficult to read the operating instructions on the blackboard - and it is easy to read the serial.

"'Add moonstone powder, stir counterclockwise three times, boil for seven minutes, then add two drops of hellebore syrup⋯⋯⋯⋯"

Harry's heart sank. He didn't add hellebore syrup. He let the potion boil for seven minutes and then went directly to the fourth instruction.

"Have you done everything in item three, Potter?"

"No," Harry said quietly.

"I'm sorry, please say it again."

"No," Harry said, his voice rising, "I forgot to put the hellebore syrup."

"Of course I know you've forgotten, Potter, that this means this cauldron of rubbish is useless. It disappears without a trace. And - Ten points from Gryffindor.

Harry's potion suddenly disappeared, and he stood stupidly next to an empty cauldron.

"Students who have read the operating instructions carefully, put your pharmaceutical samples into a pot-bellied short-necked bottle, mark your name carefully, and take it to my podium for inspection.

Snape said, "Homework: Write a twelve-inch paper on parchment on the properties of moonstone and its use in medicine. It's due on Thursday—Selwyn doesn't have to, he's working on Potions. I am already qualified to be your professor. And - ten points for Slytherin, because Mr. Selwyn was the first student to configure a perfect temper.

The students were already used to it. Snape often exempted Solim from homework in class, and Solim would give Slytherin at least ten points in every Potions class, while Gryffindor... they did the opposite - At least ten points will be deducted for each lesson. It was quite good that they had only been deducted ten points for a few days, and no Gryffindor student would blame Harry - after all, the whole school knew what kind of person Snape was.

The classmates around Harry were filling potions into short-neck bottles. He put everything away, feeling very angry. He felt that although his potion was not as good as Hermione and Solim's

But it's pretty good - at least better than most people, and at least the smoke formed by his potion is gray - which is very similar to silver-white.

Ronald's cauldron now smelled like rotten eggs, and Seamus blew up his cauldron as usual. Fortunately, no chaos was caused this time. There were so many people who were not as good at potions as Harry, but it was him who got zero points for today's homework. Harry put his wand back in his bag, sat down on his seat, and watched as the other students walked towards Snape's podium one by one, holding short-necked bottles filled with potions and capped with corks.

The bell finally rang, and Harry was the first to rush out of the underground classroom. He had already started lunch when Ronald and Hermione arrived in the Great Hall. The ceiling became darker and gloomier than in the morning, and raindrops pattered against the upper windows.

"I know that's unfair," Hermione said, sitting next to Harry. "Snape will target you every time, and you should have been mentally prepared for this."

"But at first I thought there would be some improvement this year." Harry angrily took a pumpkin pie from the plate, "You know, I told you on the train.

Harry suddenly lowered his voice, "He has now joined the Order of the Phoenix, and he has also made a report at the headquarters. Although we have not heard the specifics, I think since he is on the same team...

"Poisonous mushrooms don't change their spots," Ronald said pointedly. "Anyway, I always thought Dumbledore was really crazy for trusting Snape. What evidence is there to prove that he really doesn't work for You-Know-Who anymore? "

"I think Dumbledore got enough evidence, even though he didn't show it to you." Hermione said bluntly.

"Oh, shut up, you two." Ronald opened his mouth to retort when Harry said irritably.

Hermione and Ronald were stunned.

"Can't you just calm down for a while?" Harry said, "The endless fighting is driving me crazy." After saying that, he threw down his pumpkin pie, threw his schoolbag over his shoulder, and raised his voice. He left, leaving the two of them sitting there in a daze.

"They looked like they were quarreling." Sirna touched Solim's arm, "Harry's face looked very ugly."

"He is no longer a child. After experiencing so many things, if he can't mature, then I think he will be like this for the rest of his life." Solim ate his lunch slowly, "I go to the small classroom in the evening Let's ask around sometimes, I guess it's not a big deal."

Harry walked up the marble stairs two steps at a time, passing many classmates rushing to have lunch. The nameless fire that suddenly broke out just now was still burning in his heart. Thinking of the shocked expressions on Ronald and Hermione's faces, he felt a deep sense of pleasure. They deserved it, he thought, why couldn't they be quiet? They were always bickering and bickering. Anyone else would be driven crazy. On a landing he passed a large portrait of the knight Sir Cadogan. The knight drew his sword and swung it at Harry viciously, but Harry ignored him.

"Come back, you running coward! Don't back down, fight me!" Sir Cadogan shouted in a muffled voice from behind the mask, but Harry just continued to walk forward. Sir Cadogan wanted to chase him, so he jumped He entered an adjacent painting, but a large, ferocious-looking wolfdog living in the painting drove him back.

Harry sat alone under the trapdoor at the top of the north tower for the remainder of lunch. When the bell rang, he was the first to climb the ladder to Trelawney's classroom. .