Hogwarts: Who taught you to transform like this?

Merlin cleared his throat, his eyes couldn't stop laughing.

"Professor, I really like potions."

"But because of a small alchemy work of mine that was recommended by Professor Dumbledore, I want to join an Alchemist Guild."

"I may have to make some preparations to join the Alchemist Guild next."

"This may take up a lot of my time, so I can't do more research in the field of potions."

"Alchemist Guild?"

Snape snorted disdainfully.

"Magic detection glasses are only of some significance to ordinary people. Powerful wizards can control the magic in their bodies."

"If you want to open the door to alchemy with that kind of thing, you should give up earlier."

"Why don't you go to the store in Diagon Alley with the Weasley brothers and play the troll."

"What a dirty curse!"

Merlin's heart trembled.

Fortunately, he didn't apply for it with magic detection glasses, otherwise this sentence would have broken his defense.

"What, am I wrong? Or do you have any new products to show me? "Of course!" Merlin took out an ounce of mithril and handed it to Snape. "Professor, in fact, this is the alchemical item I gave to Professor Dumbledore. "He helped me apply for an alchemist club, not the Alchemist Association." "It seems to be the Merlin Alchemy Club?" "What did you say?" Snape frowned and looked at Lin coldly. "I think I have made it very clear, Professor, I am applying for a member of the Merlin Alchemy Club." "This piece of mithril is my application." "Mithril?" Snape did not speak, but waved his wand and summoned a large row of reagent solutions from under his robe like a magic trick. Then he put the mithril in place for testing. At first, his expression could remain calm. But it soon turned into surprise and curiosity. Then surprise, gap. Finally, complete silence. Merlin watched Snape's expression change from the side, and just wanted to say one sentence, cool! For a long time. Snape put down the mithril and looked at Merlin with a complicated look. "Tell me, how much is this one? ”

“ Professor Dumbledore spent one thousand Galleons when he bought it before.”

“......!”

Snape suddenly realized something.

“Merlin, isn’t this the metal you accidentally refined?”

“Why would Dumbledore allow you to use it to apply for the Merlin Alchemy Club?”

“Of course it’s because I have tested its formula.”

Merlin said lightly.

Snape’s expression changed again, and after a while, he stared at Merlin again.

“Lie!”

Snape frowned.

“As far as I know, even Nicolas Flamel hasn’t completed this formula. How did you research it?”

“Dream.”

Merlin said nonsense casually.

“Professor, you know, I’ve always been short of money.

"After knowing that this piece of metal is so valuable, I have been trying to find its formula."

"But I failed after hundreds of attempts."

"Until a few days ago, I suddenly heard a voice in my dream telling me that I should do this."

"After waking up, I bought the materials and tried it and it worked."

"I also find it incredible! But maybe Merlin is favoring me." Merlin said these words without blushing or his heart beating faster.

Looking at Slytherin's eyes that were entangled and wanted to kill, he continued to make up for it.

"Although Professor Dumbledore gave a thousand Galleons, Professor Snape, if you don't have money, you can take five hundred.

"Shut up!"

Snape threw out a wallet fiercely and poured out three hundred Galleons.

"I can still take out this little money."

"But if the cash is not enough, the rest, this bottle of potion is yours, no need to change the money. "

Snape put down a small pointed-bottom bottle.

There was half a bottle of potion in it that looked like molten gold. When it was shaken, the liquid that stuck to the bottle wall dripped into it slowly like a goldfish and merged into it.

Even in such a dark environment, it still flashed a dazzling light.

"I hope you can recognize it with your knowledge."

Snape's voice was particularly flat, but it still hid disdain and arrogance.

"Lucky Potion."

Merlin turned the potion and admired its posture.

"The most famous potion in the magic world, the lucky potion, just one drop can bring good luck to the user for a whole day."

"It takes at least six months to brew a bottle. If there is a little mistake in the middle, it will become a bad luck potion."

"The weight of this bottle is about 800 Galleons."

Snape nodded slightly, as if he was grateful that he did not bury this bottle of potion.

Then he took back the mithril.

"Okay, the transaction is completed, and you can go back now.

"Well? Just like that?"

Merlin was a little surprised.

Is that the end?

He thought Snape was going to say something else.

For example, asking him to write another paper or find a way to deduct some points. He didn't expect that he would let him go so easily.

But he always felt that Snape had something else to say.

Could he be holding back something big?

Mo Lin was a little worried.

But thinking that it was Snape, he shouldn't do anything secretly, so what else was there…………………

Wait!

Mo Lin suddenly had an idea in his mind.

When he entered the door just now, Jinep seemed to have put away a magazine.

He didn't see the small print clearly, but the title was clear.

The 148th Potions Championship will be held soon……………

"Oh! So that's it!"

Merlin instantly understood what Snape meant.

So he was trying to trick me into being a showman for him.

After all, the consensus reached in various competitions among several magic schools was that.

Hogwarts never lost in spells, never won in potions, and everything else was 50-50.

Snape probably wanted to teach a wizard who won the Potions Championship during his tenure.

This would be considered a success.

Otherwise, what would be the lifetime achievement of a dignified potion master?

But Merlin felt that the poor performance of Hogwarts Potions had a lot to do with Snape's teaching method.

He always insulted students, so it would be strange if students were willing to attend the class.

Even Hermione, the most academically inclined, couldn't help but complain that the Potions class was inhumane and she couldn't learn at all.

Or? Give some suggestions to change Snape's teaching method?

See if this counts as a transformation.

Anyway, I wouldn't go to class, so if there was really a problem, it would be hard for Slytherin and the other Hufflepuffs.

"Professor!"

Merlin spoke slowly.

"Hmm? What else do you want to say?"

Snape raised his eyes and put down the mithril.

"I want to ask, Professor, can you change your teaching method.

"???"

Snape was stunned for a long time.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Yes, Professor, there is no one else here."

Merlin nodded seriously.

"What do you mean?"

"I think that the poor performance of Hogwarts students in potions class is influenced by you."

"Me?"

Snape laughed out loud, joking.

"So, Mr. Merlin, do you have any advice on my teaching method?"

The average little wizard would have turned pale after hearing such sarcasm.

And Merlin didn't take it to heart, and even started to criticize Snape's shortcomings in class.

"First of all, don't humiliate students who are not good at making potions, which will only make them more stressed."

"Use more encouragement and less negative influence!"

"Teach all students in different categories [Don't think that everyone's talent is the same. ”

After finishing his speech, Snape’s expression remained unchanged, and he even began to play with the mithril on the table.

“Are you done?”

“Almost.”

“Okay, you can go.”

Snape said with a fake smile.

“I haven’t seen a student who guides the professor in class yet, Merlin, you are the first one.”

“But since you are the first one, Hufflepuff…”

“Wait!”

Merlin stopped Snape, his eyes also teasing.

“Professor, some points can’t be added back after being deducted, you should also consider it carefully.”

“How come I didn’t know there was… Merlin, what are you going to do?”

Snape was halfway through his words when he saw Merlin suddenly pick up the promotional news of the Potions Championship, and frowned instantly.

“I was wondering, is it possible that for some reason, someone can’t join the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association, but wants to train their students to win the championship and then join the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association?”

“You don’t say it now, because you are worried that I will refuse, right?”

Merlin finished speaking, and suddenly put on a smile.

"Professor, if you can agree to my terms, I promise to participate in the competition for you and win the Potions Championship."

"How did you know?"

Snape's expression was cold, and even a hint of coldness and cruelty flashed across his face.

He was confident that he had mastered the art of brain occlusion, and it was impossible for him to have any thoughts scattered.

What Mo Lin said was exactly what he had thought before.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But Mo Lin did not feel the danger forewarning, and he was not panicked at all. He looked up and looked at Snape.

"Guessed."

This was the truth.

Although he knew some things about Snape.

But it was only limited to the general direction, and he didn't remember such details of life at all.

So, he only remembered that Snape did not join the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association, but he didn't know why.

He just lied to try that sentence.

Unexpectedly, he guessed it right.

Snape's eyes seemed to be rippling with waves.

There was a long silence.

Snape looked at Mo Lin again, his eyes cold.

"What if you can't do it?"

"I don't think there's any first-year student in the world who can do better than me."

Merlin answered confidently.

"Very good."

Snape smiled and pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Merlin, you have successfully threatened me. I can promise you that I will be more polite to those idiots in the future."

"But, only for a period of time."

"If you don't meet the conditions agreed in the potion championship, you know what will happen."

"Of course, professor!"

Merlin's face was full of smiles, and he couldn't even hide it.

He didn't even care about Snape's strange look at him.

And what Merlin was paying attention to was the message that just popped up.

[The host has been detected to transform the magic world. ]

[Transformation range: small, rewards are being issued. ]

Sure enough, this is also a reward.

And when he saw the reward content, Merlin laughed so hard that he couldn't help laughing.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the item: Impurity Removal Crucible-When the host uses this crucible to refine potions, the purity of the medicine will increase by 5%. ]

With this, ask yourself how to lose?

And Snape also noticed his expression.

Suddenly, I wanted to make things difficult for you.

"Molin, in order to help you get used to the Potions Championship in advance, let's try to make a potion first."

"Any questions?"