Harry potter catastrophe

"Take it away, take it away." Carney pretended to push the pile of photos back.

But Perillo pushed it back and picked out the one she thought was the best.

"No. Just sign one." She looked at Carney with pleading eyes.

"Go ahead and dream, I still have to go to class." Carney snatched all the photos she was holding, how could his photos fall into the hands of others.

"It's almost time for class. If you make me late for Potions class, you'll be doomed." Carney put away the photo and left quickly. Today was Friday, Snape's second period class, so being late would probably be a disaster.

"It's useless if you take it away! I've made a box of copies a long time ago. If you don't sign it, I'll..." Before Perillo could finish speaking, Carney disappeared.

"I'll just go to class!" she said angrily.

"Carney, there's a seat for you!" Harry said to Carney just after entering the classroom. There was an empty seat next to him, and beyond that was Ron.

Both of them were afraid of this lesson, Neville and Seamus were in the far corner, because they kept making mistakes, cauldrons exploding and so on.

Carney sometimes joins them, but it's okay if he gets bombed a lot, Neville is okay, Seamus is more serious.

So basically, Simo doesn't use the magic wand to reconcile or assist, otherwise it will cause a stir.

"When I go to Navina, Snape will definitely bombard you." Carney put the homework book on the podium, which was the homework from the previous class.

Neville looked at Carney with grateful eyes. He was not particularly afraid of potions, mainly Snape.

"No..." Harry held his forehead in despair.

"Bang!" Snape pushed open the door and walked quickly onto the stage, as he did every time he entered.

"It's strange, I thought the famous Mr. Savior had forgotten about Potions." Snape looked around the classroom and stopped at Harry.

"..." Harry didn't speak. He knew that speaking would only make Snape sarcastic even more. At this time, it was best to wait for him to finish beeping.

"Oh, by the way, you also killed the basilisk. You are really capable. You won't be so lucky next time." Snape said coldly. "Your friends can't help you forever, your homework

Take it back and fail."

An exercise book flew out of the pile of homework books and landed on the table in front of Harry with a thud.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Potter, you are much different from your parents." Snape said expressionlessly, "It seems that you have only learned your father's shortcomings."

"..." Harry opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Thinking that Snape was always bullied by his father when he was a student, now that he thought about it, he felt that these vicious words were bearable.

"Let's go to class." Harry didn't say a word, and Snape lost interest in continuing. It must have been Black who said something, otherwise Potter would definitely talk back at this time.

Snape waved his sleeves, and the words "awake potion" automatically appeared on the blackboard. What followed were several material names, followed by steps.

He then started reviewing the homework on the podium. He never talked much in class, so he just wrote the names of the medicines he learned in that class on the board, and then completed the materials and steps.

The rest is all up to them to do it themselves, source the materials, and follow the instructions to refine it.

Snape would come down from time to time for a walk. He used to mainly visit Gryffindor because he was in class with Slytherin, but now he was with Ravenclaw.

"Phew." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and Ron wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Professor, sobriety potion, we learned about it in the last class." A female Ravenclaw student raised her hand and said weakly. No one started to prepare it, except Hermione.

"Then leave it to refine it again. If the refining is finished, then refine it again, or practice the potion from last semester." Snape continued to look at the handed-in homework book without even raising his head.

"If I see someone who has nothing to do and is lazy..." Snape looked back at everyone, and everyone immediately took action, gathering materials and cooking pots.

Hermione took advantage of this time to speak. She had already processed several materials, and the cauldron was boiling.

"Neville, try it yourself." Carney also began to process his own materials, but he processed them very slowly. A class lasted two hours, and it took him less than half an hour to refine this one.

I don’t know what to do with the remaining time, so I might as well slow down a bit.

"First of all..." Neville muttered in a low voice. He had read Carney's notes and homework, and specifically wrote down the steps.

Harry and Ron also expressed their relief and began to refine it in an orderly manner. They copied Carney's homework, and of course they were somewhat impressed.

Others also started refining, and they were all familiar with the process, but soon they didn't know what to do.

Those with notes are better, as they can find other potions to practice refining, while others can only use the original materials to continue refining the cleaning agent.

If I didn’t bring my semester textbook, how could I know how to refine other potions? I only learned about a cleaning agent in my second grade textbook.

Hermione was preparing to refine the water of life and death. Looking at the materials she took, she knew that Carney didn't want to practice the potion that he had already mastered. He was doing it very slowly. Neville was almost done, and he was only halfway done.

Neville acted normally without Snape's interference, and Seamus did the same.

"Poof!" Ron's cauldron suddenly emitted a strange smell. Ron pinched his nose, obviously he failed.

"Weasley! Take yours back too." Snape waved his hand and flew an exercise book back to Ron's desk, where it was spread out.

Failed.

"Poof!" Harry's cauldron also emitted a strange smell, and he immediately used a cleaning spell to clean the cauldron, and casually also cleaned Ron's cauldron.

Ron put away his homework in frustration. He thought he had escaped. Looking back at Seamus and Neville, they both did more successfully.

They struggled to start the pot again and refining it. They made a mistake in the steps and failed. However, there was still plenty of time to start the pot and refining it several times.

As long as they successfully refine it before the end of the class, they will pass the class.

"No points will be deducted." Ron told them in spoken language. He didn't dare to make a sound. Harry also looked back at Neville and Seamus. He actually didn't make any mistakes.

"Gryffindor, you will be deducted ten points for influencing other students and ignoring the professor." Snape appeared next to Ron and Harry, "It would be really embarrassing if you can't even succeed with such a simple potion.

"

He had already deducted points from Gryffindor in his notebook, and he began to walk around the classroom. "Potter, some people are making progress, and some people are standing still."

Harry didn't say anything and just resumed the cooking. He knew that Snape was talking about Neville, Seamus and him.

He re-read the notes carefully before starting to refine again. He couldn't be looked down upon by this old bat. He couldn't compare to Neville and Seamus.

"Bang!" Neville's cauldron exploded with a big bubble, and the potion in the cauldron turned turbid. In his final stage, he was frightened by Snape's sudden arrival, and he failed with one mistake.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that some people can't help but praise it." Snape poked his head behind Neville, "I added the yellow bark and leaf grass roots in advance. What do you think?"

"Ten points from Gryffindor because Carney is indifferent to the mistakes of his classmates." Snape quickly walked up to the podium and deducted twenty points.

Uh-huh, what a great excuse. Carney is used to it. He took a lot of blame for Seamus and Neville last semester. No points will be deducted for making mistakes. Making mistakes is normal.

But Snape would find various ways to deduct points, which he said as a matter of course and obligingly, so that we had nothing to say.

"Huh~" Carney let out a long breath. He had finished refining it. Snape's interference had no effect on him. He put away the refined potion.

He moved the table and kept a distance from Neville and Seamus. He was going to refine the powerful potion, and he didn't want to refine other potions.

Snape didn't seem to be in a particularly bad mood, so he just used this time to refine it. There was still more than an hour left, which was probably enough to refine it twice.

"O-O" Neville looked at Carney with this expression, he failed once, there is no need to be like this.

"Shhh" Carney made no sound, just made a gesture and put his index finger between his mouth to signal Neville to be quiet.

He cleared the table, took out the materials Hagrid gave him, and a large bottle of dragon's blood. When Neville saw this, he immediately knew what Carney was going to do, and began to refine the sobriety potion again.