Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Yes, I will get a pair of very powerful sleeping pills, called, called Life and Death Water." Harry glanced at Tierra at the same table gratefully, and immediately looked away.

"Very good." An inexplicable emotion flashed in Snape's eyes.

"So where can we find a bezoar?" Snape asked again.

"In the stomach of a cow, sir," replied Harry.

"What's the difference between the boat-shaped aconitum and the chamaema aconitum?"

"Hmm...no, there is no difference, sir." Harry said with some uncertainty, he seemed to remember that these two things are another name for aconite, "it seems that they are both called aconite."

Snape stared into Harry's emerald green eyes for a long moment.

In the end, the expression on his face seemed to soften a little.

"Five points for Gryffindor."

After speaking, Snape turned back to the podium, tapped the table with his wand, and stopped the little wizard who was making some noise below.

Potions class continued, but the situation of the Gryffindor students did not improve, and Snape quickly deducted the points awarded to Harry.

Snape divided them into pairs and instructed them to mix a simple potion for scabies.

Snape dragged his long black cloak around the classroom, watching them weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs, almost all the students were criticized except Tierra and Harry .

Harry felt that Tierra was entirely responsible for his escape, and Tierra grabbed a handful of dried nettles, rubbed them gently with his fingers, and put them on the balance, a very precise 5g!

Then Tierra picked out a few small venomous snake teeth, and gently placed them on the balance.

3.1g!

Harry looked at the scale on the scale, they needed 3g of snake fangs, as long as...

But Tierra didn’t weigh the venomous snake’s fangs to an accurate 3g, but directly crushed the venomous fangs with a pestle and hammer, carefully knocked the venomous snake’s teeth into fine powder, and then ground them in a clockwise direction from slow to fast Before grinding, Tierra ignited the alcohol, took out a larger crucible, filled half of it with water, soaked the small crucible required by Hogwarts in the water, and then put the slug's After the tentacles and sky-nettles were chopped up, Harry and Harry measured out five liters of water and poured them into their small cauldron.

After the water in the big cauldron boiled, Tierra directly took the small brush and swept the viper tooth powder in the mortar into the crucible.

Harry's eyes were straight, and Tierra's set of movements was smooth and smooth. While other little wizards were still adding and subtracting dried nettles on the scale, Tierra had already put the potion into the pot and boiled it.

The reactions in the pot were all normal, the potion gradually changed from mottled brown to light yellow, Tierra stirred it clockwise three times at a leisurely pace, the potion stopped boiling and turned into a pot of light yellow liquid.

At this time, Tierra quickly put on heat-insulating gloves, lifted the small crucible out of the water bath, and added the porcupine quills and crow saliva that had been chopped long ago in order.

The light yellow potion finally turned into light green. During this process, there was no violent reaction, and everything looked peaceful.

So far, Tierra has become the student who finished brewing the potion the fastest in the class.

Even those from wizarding families, such as Malfoy, are still grinding the fangs of vipers.

"Have you studied potions before?" Snape asked, staring at Tiera after checking the potions.

"No, sir." Tierra replied, "I used to work in a Chinese medicine store in Chinatown. Muggles all use this method of boiling potions over water. They don't have magic to control the temperature."

The brewing method of this potion is not difficult, the difficulty lies in the temperature control and the timing of adding porcupine quills and crow saliva.

But this is just a piece of cake for Tierra, who has been trained by a regular chemical engineering university and passed the university chemistry experiments I-III, organic chemistry experiments, biochemical experiments, and biochemical separation experiments with A- grades.

Snape looked at him, then nodded silently, agreeing with this explanation.

Muggles do have a lot of ingenious cooking methods, Snape himself has seen a lot of this, and it seems that it is not completely impossible for a wandering orphan from the Muggle world to come into contact with these in the process of working. matter.

Moreover, this subtle method is really useful for low-level little wizards, because they cannot use magic to accurately control the flame temperature, so this water bath heating method can effectively help them increase the success rate of brewing potions.

However, this method was unnecessary for Snape. A potion master like him could make the flame the temperature he wanted with just one thought without even waving a wand.

Heating with a water bath is a bit superfluous.

Just as he was showing everyone how perfect Tierra's brewing of the potion was, there was a sudden puff of acidic green smoke and a loud hissing sound from the dungeon. Neville somehow burned Seamus' hot pot into a crooked lump, and the potion spilled on the flagstone floor, burning holes in the shoes of his classmates. Within seconds the whole class was on the stools, and Neville was drenched in the potion when the cauldron was knocked over, and by this time he was screaming in pain with red, swollen scabies all over his arms and legs.

"Idiot!" Snape snarled, swiping his wand to wipe away the potion that had been spilled on the ground.

"I reckon you must have put the porcupine quills in without taking the pot off the heat, didn't you?"

Neville was sobbing, scabies popping out of his nose.

"Take him up to the hospital ward," Snape snapped at Seamus.

After this episode, Snape seemed to be in a worse mood, and deducted ten points from Gryffindor one after another.

Even Tierra's reward for being the first to brew the potion was selectively forgotten.

But even so, the little lions are still in a very encouraging mood.

Because Harry was the first Gryffindor who asked him to take the initiative to add points since Snape taught Potions!

He really deserves to be the one who defeated the mysterious man!

Almost all the little Gryffindor wizards gave Harry another credit.

After all, compared with the Mysterious Man in the childhood horror story, Snape is the shadow of deducting points that really hangs over the roof of their building.

It made Harry even more popular, and wherever he went, Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws who heard about it congratulated him.

This kind of treatment like a moonlight made Harry happy and frightened at the same time.

Almost everyone thought it was Harry's fault.

Even Ron and Hermione came to congratulate him.

But only Harry himself knew that it wasn't at all.

If it wasn't for Tierra's notes...

It was he who took the credit for Tierra, Harry thought in a panic, this made him feel guilty for stealing from others.

Harry found Tierra with some confusion, wanting to explain to him.

He was afraid that he would lose this friend because of this. After all, he took the credit that belonged to him, which is stealing! Harry thought so.

"What? Oh, you said that." Tierra said indifferently, and just raised his head from the book, he regained that faint, breeze-like smile.

"Study hard, Harry." Tierra rubbed his eyebrows helplessly and said, he somewhat underestimated how much a wizard at this age thinks about glory and merit. Just louder, so that no one would notice the weird Tierra who had been following Harry the whole time.

Commonly known as the black under the lamp.

But he didn't expect Harry to take this kind of thing so seriously.

"Compared to real knowledge, everything we have now is just passing clouds." Tierra didn't know how to say it, so she had to persuade her earnestly.