Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

【Ding! You have successfully used the 'education' skill continuously, imparting some strange knowledge to everyone, with excellent eloquence, the effect is excellent, experience +150]

There are only more than forty students in the whole first grade, and there are about ten people in each college. Today, there are two colleges in Potions class. There are more than twenty people in total. Each person can provide a maximum of 10 experience points, and a total of 150 experience points are provided to Clark. point.

In other words, almost three-quarters of the little wizards were moved by Clark's story, and half of them were from hostile colleges like Slytherin. The result was more experience points than the previous transformation class.

"It seems that no matter which world you are in, making up stories, especially this kind of tragic love story, is the code to wealth!"

Clark looked at the news in front of him and thought secretly.

The Potions class also continued. For the next half of the class, Snape was instructing the students of the two colleges, arranging them in groups of two, and learning how to make the simplest magic potion for treating boils. .

It is said to be the simplest magic potion, but both the materials and the steps seem to be very cumbersome.

Snape dragged his long black cloak up and down the classroom, seemingly completely oblivious to the episode of watching them weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs.

But almost all the students have endured the criticism, especially Harry Potter was even deducted 20 points, only Clark was spared.

But for Clark, although he has rich theoretical knowledge, his hands-on ability is still lacking.

Fortunately, he was in a team with Hermione, and the two cooperated with each other, and they did well.

Clark casually grabbed a handful of dried nettles, looked at it, and took some more, exactly 5g, chopped it up and handed it to Hermione. Then he picked out a few small fangs and placed them gently on the balance.

6.5g! super!

"Well, the effect of the poisonous snake tooth is to fight poison with poison. It doesn't matter if you grind it into a powder and weigh it again." He directly crushed the poisonous tooth with a pestle hammer, carefully knocked the poisonous snake tooth into fine powder, and then proceeded clockwise Grind into powder from slow to fast.

At this time, Hermione had also lit the alcohol stove, took out a small cauldron, put the dried nettles and slug tentacles handed to her by Clark into it, then poured five liters of water, and put it on the stove to boil.

When the water boiled slightly and small bubbles appeared, Clark had already ground the powder of Viper's Tooth, weighed it again, and quickly swept the powder of Viper's Tooth into the crucible with a small brush.

One of the two handles the materials, and the other cooks them. They don't need any verbal communication, and they cooperate smoothly, and they have a very tacit understanding. While other little wizards were still adding and subtracting snake fangs on the balance, Hermione had already boiled the potion on the stove.

The reaction in the pot was normal. The potion gradually changed from mottled brown to light yellow. Hermione stirred clockwise three times at a moderate pace. The potion stopped boiling and turned into a pot of light yellow liquid.

At this time, Clark quickly put on heat-insulating gloves, lifted the small crucible from the stove, and added two porcupine quills that had been chopped up in accordance with the requirements in the book.

The light yellow potion began to turn to dark green. During this process, there was no violent reaction, and everything looked peaceful.

Clark stretched out his wand, and while Hermione stirred the fifth circle clockwise, he controlled the magic power to seep into the potion, while chanting a spell in his mouth.

With the participation of the magic power of chaos, the medicinal properties of the potion were distorted and reversed. The dark green that originally symbolized toxicity turned into light blue that symbolized healing and nourishment.

So far, Clark and Hermione have become the students who finished making the potion the fastest in this class.

Even those from wizarding families, such as Malfoy, are still grinding the snake's fangs.

The brewing method of this potion is actually not difficult.

The tricky part is when to add the porcupine quills. The porcupine quill can suppress the reaction of the medicine, buying time for the later use of the magic spell to distort the medicine's effect.

Snape looked at the pot of potion in front of them, walked away without saying a word, and instead stopped in front of Malfoy to show everyone how perfect his method of cooking the tentacled slug was.

Hermione was very dissatisfied with his differential treatment, and complained to Clark: "We are obviously the first to finish, and the appearance is still so good, he..."

Before she could finish her sentence, there was a sudden puff of acid green smoke and a loud hissing sound from the basement classroom.

Somehow, Neville burned Seamus' cauldron into a crooked lump, and the potion in the cauldron 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 and screaming in pain with red, swollen boils 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 suppose you put the porcupine quills in the cauldron without taking it off the fire, didn't you?"

Clark knew what was going on immediately when he heard the words. The porcupine quill could suppress the reaction speed of the potion, allowing the wizard time to cast the spell, but when the potion was on fire, the conflict with the porcupine quill would intensify, which led to the accident .

Neville was sobbing, with boils popping out of his nose.

"Take him to the hospital above." Snape snapped to Seamus, who was on the same team as Neville, but at this moment Clark raised his hand and said, "Professor, I think the potion I prepared can cure you." Neville's symptoms."

Snape turned his head to look at Clark, with an expression on his face as if he had swallowed a toad alive, but his dignity as a potion master prevented him from telling lies about potions. From his point of view, one only needs to take a look at it to know that Clark's potion will definitely work.

As soon as Clark finished speaking, he scooped up a bowl of light blue boil potion and helped Neville apply it himself.

The cooling potion was applied on the skin, and it quickly took effect. The boils began to shrink and disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the original burning pain also began to subside.

But seeing Clark squatting in front of him, carefully wiping the boil on his leg, Neville cried even more sadly, kept saying thank you, and couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face.

Those little wizards who were still laughing at Neville suddenly felt a little ashamed after seeing such a scene, and stopped laughing in embarrassment.

Even Snape rarely said a word, acquiescing to Clark's assertion.

Only Malfoy and his group were still giggling, causing the little wizards of Gryffindor to glare.