Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

"Then we..."

"Everyone is Slytherin after all, we are still roommates, I don't think we need to be so afraid of him..."

"Yes, listen to those in Gryffindor, Altaïr is a very elegant gentleman, and Professor McGonagall likes him."

Goyle and Crabbe said every word, Malfoy wanted to say that he was a Muggle wizard, but he was afraid of being known by Altaïr, so he didn't speak.

"Forget it, let's go to sleep, at least he's right, tomorrow's Potions class is taught by Professor Snape."

Malfoy and they cleaned up and got ready to go to bed.

Although they were still afraid of Altaïr, they were not as frightened as before.

The next morning, after Altaïr got up, Malfoy and the three of them greeted him cautiously.

Altaïr, on the other hand, smiled back.

His principle has always been that people do not offend me and I do not offend, not to mention just three eleven-year-old little wizards, and the lesson is also so that there will not be so much trouble in the future.

There was a Potions class this morning, Gryffindor and Slytherin together, Altaïr and Hermione finished eating and left the Great Hall together.

Other little wizards were used to pairing the two, and many first-year wizards even thought the two of them were in love.

Hermione didn't explain the rumor, and Altaïr didn't bother to explain.

He was used to being a loner, but it was nice to have a butt in the back, especially this ass was still a beautiful version of Hermione.

The Potions classroom is in the dungeons of Hogwarts.

The whole classroom is very cold, the lights are dim, and on the shelves on both sides of the classroom, there are glass bottles containing solutions, soaked in all kinds of chilling things.

This dark and terrifying atmosphere can make people subconsciously feel nervous, coupled with the rumors in the school that Professor Snape has a strange temper, which also makes the little wizards even more apprehensive.

With about ten minutes to go to class, all the students came to the classroom, and although Snape was not there, no one dared to speak loudly.

Even Hermione was affected by this atmosphere, and unconsciously suppressed her voice when talking to Altaïr.

When it was time for class, Snape entered the classroom on time.

He was dressed in a black robe, with no expression on his face, and a pair of black eyes full of indifference.

Glancing at all the little wizards in the classroom, Snape took out a book and began to roll call, when he clicked on Harry Potter, Snape paused, and a pair of eyes looked at Harry Potter, indifferent as if looking at a dead person.

Altaïr was amazed in his heart, it was clear that Snape's heart cared about Harry, but he could not show it at all, no wonder Harry had always regarded Snape as a bad person before.

After the roll call, Snape began his opening remarks.

"With me, you can learn the exact science and rigorous craft of potions preparation, and since you don't need to wave your wand stupidly, many of you don't think it's magic..."

"I don't expect you to really grasp it..."

"But to the few honor students, those who have true intentions, I can teach you how to cast spells on the heart, how to confuse the senses, how to store fame, how to brew glory, even... Stop death. "

Snape's tone was subdued, and the little wizards below were silent.

Malfoy had a smile on his lips, thinking that Snape was talking about him, but upon closer inspection, he found that Snape's gaze fell on Altaïr.

On the other side, Harry carefully took notes and wrote down Snape's nonsense.

Snape's gaze moved from Altaïr to Harry's, stopped his voice, took a step forward, and suddenly asked

"Mr. Potter, our most famous man."

Snape's voice was more like a whisper, and he stared at Harry, or rather, at Harry's eyes, and was silent for a few seconds before asking

"Tell me, what happens if I add daffodil root powder to the absinthe stem juice?"

Harry was watched by Snape, felt a little hot on his cheeks, shook his head, and then slowly lowered his head.

He didn't know the answer to that question.

Hermione next to Altaïr raised her hand and almost missed Altaïr on the side.

"Don't know? Then let's look at something else, and if I want dung stones, where do I go to find them? "

Harry lowered his head and shook his head again, he was desperate to escape this frightening classroom.

He could feel Snape's cold, pitying gaze as he looked at him, and he could feel Malfoy's nasty guy's ridicule and disdain for him.

Hermione continued to raise her arms with excitement in her eyes, and seeing her hard work, she almost stood up and told everyone that she knew the answer to her question.

Unfortunately, Snape didn't look at her.

"So, what's the difference between Aconitum scapitum and Aconitum lupum?"

Snape continued to ask, Hermione heard the question, raised her arm higher, Harry glanced up at her, pursed his lips, and shook his head

"I don't know, teacher."

Hermione glanced at Harry a little helplessly, as if she didn't understand why Harry didn't know such a simple question, she glanced at Altaïr again, with grievances in her eyes.

It was clearly protesting to Altaïr that Snape wouldn't ask her to answer questions.

The corners of Altaïr's mouth tugged, and Hermione's current appearance was somewhat cute.

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