Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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Snape handed him the synergistic salamander blood, and then took the test tube in Helen's hands. The whole process was mediocre, as if saying that the production of Socas was worthless Mentioned in general.

"... Professor Snape," Socas did not immediately return to his seat, but could not help but ask, "Excuse me, is the salamander blood that I have been synergistically treated to be just" qualified "?"

Snape glanced at him, his face full of impatience, "how are you still?"

He wanted to warn again about "no questions in my class", but it seemed to be a bit troublesome to think about it, so he just snorted and put his eyes back on Helen's test tube.

"..." Sokkas hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Professor ... is it not enough for me to improve?"

Snape frowned when he saw that he wasn't planning to go back yet, and his cold eyes shot straight at Socas.

"Why, do you think you're perfect?" He looked at Socas, ruthlessly satirically, "Keeping up the magical nature of salamander blood, what are you going to do with it? Vitality A tonic or a blood tonic? I said it was used in a booster? You do n’t understand the specific effect of this synergistic salamander blood? "

"Uh ..." Socas was scolded by Snape's general training, making his entire face stiff.

"Helen Schoen, did you do this?" Snape suddenly turned his head, shaking the test tube in his hand, and impatiently said, "Come and tell him the role of salamander blood in the enhancer!"

"Ah ... oh ..." Helen pursed her lips and glanced down at Hermione, then explained cautiously, "In the formulation of the enhancer, the role of salamander blood is to 'activate the mixture' Ingredients', so the magnitude of the synergistic effect of salamander blood is not as large as possible ... "

As she spoke, she looked at Socas from time to time, as if she was worried that her words would cause dissatisfaction with the other party.

Snape froze impatiently when she saw what she was talking about.

"... Go on!"

"Oh ..." Helen nodded, grinning, "If the salamander's blood has increased too much, the strength of the final enhancer will greatly reduce the strength of the user, but it will become a slight healing Effective potion. "

When she had finished all that, Hermione, sitting in the back seat of the classroom, nodded with satisfaction.

"In simple terms, it is waste! Great waste! Do you understand?" At this point, Snape knocked on the desk and said, "Do you still have questions about your" qualified "evaluation? In my opinion , If you increase the effect even more, I can downgrade you! "

"... I'm down." Socas sighed, and after a sigh, turned a little bit lost and turned back to his seat.

"So ..."

Snape turned his head again, and after glancing at Helen, he suddenly turned his eyes to the end of the classroom.

"Miss Schoen, could you tell me-what kind of evaluation should I make of the test completed with the help of others?"

He said to Helen, but his eyes were fixed on Hermione.

No, no ... Snape looked like it wasn't Hermione, but sat next to Hermione, looking at Harry on Socas's side with inexplicable eyes.

"I ... um ..." Helen lowered her head slightly and chuckled, "I think it should be, no--"

Before she could finish speaking, Hermione suddenly raised her hand and straightly met Snape's fierce gaze. Of course, it was her "self-righteousness" that greeted her, in fact Snape didn't visit her at all.

"Helen did it on her own! No one helped her!" Hermione said loudly.

"Hmm ..." Snape pursed her tongue unpleasantly. "Miss Bestone, put down your arm, I didn't ask you!"

To be honest, Snape didn't want to argue with Hermione at all.

In his impression, there was clearly some unspeakable story between Hermione and Maca. It is precisely because of this relationship of Maca that Snape involuntarily wants to avoid wickedness with Hermione.

Maca had promised him a "godson". Who knows if Hermione will become a "godfuck" in the future? After all, everything is unknown until Maca actually gets married!

However, today Hermione seems to be dying for Helen.

"Professor Snape! I don't think Helen was wrong. She deserves an evaluation corresponding to the results!"

"Well, then tell me, what exactly is the ratio of this synergistic salamander blood?" Snape asked anxiously with a fretful look. "Do you think I can't see it? Without McLean's guidance , Even your "Miss Bestone" cannot calculate such a high precision ratio! "

It seems that Snape struggled several times between "don't lose in front of Potter's son" and "don't argue with future godchildren," after all, Snape chose the former.

"... Do I need to continue?" Snape asked coldly.

In the bewildered expression of the classmates, Hermione conceded.

"Go back to your seat!" Snape waved his hand to Helen, who was stunned, impatiently.

"Ah ... uh ..." Helen froze and asked softly, "then ... do I need to be downgraded?"

"If you want to." Snape glanced at her, then ignored her, "... what are you all doing? The preparations are all finished? Don't speed me up!"

Behind the classroom, Ron and Harry looked at Hermione with doubts in their faces.

"... What happened just now?" Ron said strangely. "You just sat down with a few words from Snape? Isn't that like you?"

"That's it?" Harry asked, "How can the old bat be sure you can't do it? How difficult is it to calculate and not to stump you?"

Hermione puckered her lips and angrily scratched her disheveled hair.

"You don't know--" she explained awkwardly, "I realized after Snape said that the exact calculation of the ratio could not be derived from the content of the book."

"why?"

Helen was also back. She heard Hermione talking about what had happened and immediately turned around.

"Because you want to find an accurate calculation, you have to understand why the enhancer was created." Hermione whispered, "You know Reem cattle?"

"A magical animal with golden fur that looks like a giant bull?" Harry recalled. "In The Monster and Its Origin", it is said to be a very rare and magical animal. Did not mention them ... "

"It looks like you've done a good preview." Hermione nodded her head. "The blood of the Ryan cattle has the effect of increasing strength, which can greatly increase the strength of the drinker. But they are too rare, so they The potion created a booster by simulating the blood of a Ryme cow. "

"But ... never mentioned it in any book!" She seemed to be annoyed at the incompleteness of those potions books. "The origin of the enhancer is still speculated by Maca. Without Maca For sure, I ca n’t push back on this based on the formulation of the enhancer, let alone use this to improve the accuracy of the ratio calculation. "

"... Maybe Maca had studied it with Snape!" Ron subconsciously said what he thought, and Hermione couldn't help hearing her frustration.

Ron's speculation is likely to be misplaced, because he had already told Hermione about this "little story" long before Marka was still at Hogwarts.

"So, what is the relationship between you and Professor McLean?" Helen asked cheerfully. "If you say so, isn't he great?"

"Of course!" Ron nodded again and again. "How else could he be a professor at Hogwarts at this age?"

"Yeah!" Hermione revived when she mentioned Maca. "Helen, you don't know yet? Maca is just as big as us. If you come two years earlier, you can be classmates with him. La!"

"Well?" Helen said in surprise, "really?"

"Of course it is true ..." Halillo said with emotion, "You know, you missed a lot!"

"... What did you miss?"

When he heard the cold voice that suddenly intervened in the conversation, Harry suddenly raised his head, and happened to meet Snape's hidden ironic eyes.

The two eyes crossed briefly, and Harry hurriedly lowered his focus to his crucible. However, the liquid inside had condensed into a pool of turbid gelatin, exuding a pungent odor like burning rubber.

"Our Mr. Potter ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is another zero point." Snape waved his wand and completely emptied Harry's crucible. "A correct configuration step of the enhancer, you are wrong. Where and why is wrong, please note clearly, and give it to me in the next class-do you understand? "

"Listen," Harry answered with a sigh of relief, angrily.

In addition to this extra essay, Snape will definitely be assigning homework before class after a while-he never missed an opportunity to assign homework.

Coupled with the Quidditch team training this evening, the next potion class will be the day after tomorrow. This means that he may have to stay for two consecutive nights!

"... And, chatting during class, isn't it?" Snape raised his chin and squinted, not concealing his disgust at Harry. "It seems you still need to study the school rules-Gryffindor Ten minutes off. "

Harry couldn't help sighing as Snape turned abruptly and walked away in the wind.

"Today's class is just terrible!"