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In the inner room of the Hogwarts' underground classroom.

Busy figures walked back and forth in the dedicated workshop of the Potions Professor.

Here.

The lights are dim.

The air is filled with the unique aroma of various herbs and magic ingredients.

"Deverot,"

Snape's voice was low and powerful.

"Please make sure that every ingredient you add is accurately measured. We can't let this potion become the reason for your next experiment to fail."

"Yes, professor, I will be very careful."

Deverot couldn't help but curl his lips.

Trying not to let Professor Snape's words affect his operation.

Carefully sprinkle a purple powder into the bubbling pot.

The last time the two of them brewed potions together was a month and a half ago.

Deverot had so many good performances in class on the way.

Even the formula for brewing potions this time was invented by him!

In the end, Snape still treated him like a child.

Of course, he was still a child.

"I hope so,"

Snape continued.

Still with that signature teasing tone.

"After all, if you can't even grasp the most basic proportions of ingredients, then I really don't know how you stayed under the hand for so long as an apprentice."

For his own mental health.

Deveraux had already opened the wall of his heart at this time.

He ignored Snape's words completely.

When they worked together.

Snape occasionally provided some guidance or suggestions.

Of course, more often he made sharp comments.

Deveraux could say that his resistance to Snape's ridicule was about the same level as Harry's later years.

After all, he had independently made a second version of Polyjuice Potion.

And he had also made a lot of innovations in the dedicated laboratory of the Room of Requirement.

Deveraux knew the way.

All the ingredients were added.

Next was stirring.

Three circles clockwise.

Two circles counterclockwise.

Then repeat three times.

Each step is crucial to ensure that all ingredients are fully mixed.

These tasks are naturally done by magic apprentices.

At first, Snape wanted to demonstrate.

But seeing Deveraux pick up the tools very skillfully.

He raised his eyebrows slightly but did not take the next step.

As the potion gradually took shape.

Deveraux paid close attention to the changes in the liquid in the cauldron.

Tonight, he and Snape made the first part of the polyjuice potion.

They planned to make a sample for the Extraordinary Apothecary Association.

Because of the special properties of the polyjuice potion.

It must be carried out around the full moon.

So the time is set to be at least a week.

Although Deveraux had previously developed a formula that can be done in a shorter time.

But it actually has no real significance.

In the final analysis, it still has to be combined with the time point of the full moon.

In the gap between stirring.

Deveraux looked up at the very small window in the basement classroom.

You can see it there.

Today is the night of the full moon.

Deveraux tilted his head.

He saw that Snape was actually looking at the full moon outside.

The corner of his mouth curled up.

Good luck, I didn't get caught for being distracted!

Deveraux turned his attention back to the potion in the pot.

Soon the color of the potion became darker and the foam decreased.

This was a sign that the potion was about to be completed.

Deveraux nodded slightly.

If there was no reaction as mentioned above.

It might mean that there was a problem with the proportion of some ingredients.

"Okay, wait for it to cool down slowly."

Snape had come back to his senses without knowing when.

He came to the pot where the potion was boiled.

He picked up the huge pot lid and covered it.

He also picked up the wand and waved it.

"Quickly imprison!"

Instantly a silver light shot out from the tip of the wand.

Drilled into the gap between the pot lid and the big pot.

Tightly connected the two.

Deveraux estimated that even if Hagrid came, it would be difficult to open the iron pot.

So Deveraux also skillfully put the big spoon that had just been stirred into the sink next to it.

Started to clean up.

Gulp! Gulp!

The sound of water gurgling.

In the silent underground classroom.

Accompanied by his focused movements.

It seemed particularly peaceful.

However.

In this seemingly ordinary moment.

A subtle sense of strangeness emerged in Deveraux's heart.

Uh.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Deveraux felt that when he was cleaning.

Snape seemed to be staring at him.

This feeling of being watched made him a little uneasy.

But he didn't dare to look back to confirm.

At this moment, Professor Snape, who was standing behind Deveraux.

The expression on his face was extremely complicated.

His brows were furrowed.

There was unspeakable pain and struggle in his eyes.

This emotion seemed not onlyBecause of something in front of him.

It was more like a manifestation of some strong emotion deep in his heart.

After a while.

Deveraux picked up the towel and dried his hands.

All the utensils that needed to be cleaned were sorted out.

The potion workshop returned to its original neat appearance.

As for Snape's gaze, it disappeared halfway through.

Deveraux looked back.

As a result, he was the only one in the empty classroom.

Professor Snape's figure had long disappeared.

Deveraux's face was full of black lines.

"Damn it! Get off work early, right? What a black-hearted boss!"

He complained.

While putting down the towel in his hand.

While raising his wrist to check the time.

"It's half past nine, almost ten o'clock, it's time to go back and have a good rest."

Deveraux stretched his body.

He was about to leave after packing up.

Just walked out of the underground classroom.

I saw the moonlight like water.

The silvery-white light filled the grass in front of the castle.

Snape was standing under the moonlight.

He was obviously waiting for him.

Deveraux sighed.

He couldn't help but hold his forehead.

He knew Snape wouldn't let him go so easily.

"Professor, do you have any other instructions?"

In the spirit of finishing work early and leaving early.

Deveraux asked Snape directly.

But the other party didn't answer his question.

Instead, he walked up and stuffed a thin stick-like object into Deveraux's hand.

He looked down.

It turned out to be his wand!

He thought it was with Professor McGonagall.

Wait... Yes, why is his wand in Snape's hand?

"You should have heard about the school's duel club, right?"

Snape spoke suddenly.

Deveraux was a little confused.

"Um... well, professor, yes, I heard about it."

"Hehe, that level of training is a drop in the bucket for you. If you don't want to end up in a miserable situation when facing dark wizards in the future, be prepared to accept my guidance - the real knowledge and skills of life-and-death duels."

As he spoke, Snape showed a sneer on his face that made Deveraux's back cold.

"In addition to brewing potions every night, you will also need to continue special training in duels. Come with me."

Snape didn't care whether Deveraux could digest it or not.

He walked towards the depths of the castle on his own.

Deveraux held the magic wand in his hand.

With a confused mind, he chased after Snape's back.

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