Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"Mr. Strider." A sinister voice sounded, and Professor Snape raised his hand to grab the bottle containing the scabies potion, shook it, opened it and smelled it, "Please tell me why you cut Pongo's onion into pieces."

Silk?"

"To make Pongo Onions more effective, Professor." Ike replied respectfully.

"You're smart." Professor Snape seemed to have no emotion and put the bottle back on the table. "Then please tell me, what role does Pongo Onion play in the scabies potion?"

"I don't know, Professor." Of course Ike wouldn't say that he had it all right.

"Don't know? You shred the pongo onions without knowing it. Mr. Strider, you are very brave." Professor Snape glanced at the remaining pongo onions on the chopping board.

Silk, "Potion is a rigorous subject, and changing any step may have serious consequences."

"Mr. Strider, you are very lucky."

"Pongo onions play a stabilizing role in the scabies potion. Whether it is sliced ​​or shredded will not affect the potion's efficacy. Although shredding will slightly improve the potion's potency, I still hope that you

You can brew the potion according to the steps I told you, Mr. Strider."

Professor Snape floated to the little wizard Hufflepuff. After a while, he said something like, "I have been brewing horned slugs for an hour. Your sense of time is as bad as your potion..." "Wait until the color stabilizes."

Put in the cooked horned slugs, you should wake up, your crucible didn't explode..." These vicious words kept coming from the other side of the classroom.

Morag looked at Ike with admiration: "You actually succeeded in the first time, Ike, you are really amazing!"

"Miss Macmillan." Ike said while recording the steps of cooking in his notebook, "In fact, Professor Snape has explained the cooking steps very clearly just now. As long as you are careful, it will be easy."

Cooked successfully."

Ike stopped writing and looked at Morag with a pair of blue eyes as calmly as Snape. Morag was startled by the same look as Snape, and suddenly lowered his head, picked up the cauldron and walked towards the back of the classroom.

Go, there is a place dedicated to disposing of potion residues.

Ike glanced at Morag, and moved the fingers of his right hand slightly. The originally messy raw materials on the table slowly floated, and were neatly arranged into small piles on the chopping board. If he moved his fingers again, the equipment would jump to where they should be.

The location. When Morag comes back, what he will see is a well-organized console.

He glanced at Ike secretly, took away the remaining materials silently, and didn't say a word to Ike until the end of get out of class.

The Potions class was held in two consecutive periods. Excluding Professor Snape's explanation time, the remaining time was just enough for potion brewing. After class, Ike nodded politely to Morag, and met Terry and Stuart.

I went to the auditorium under the summons.

The lunch at Hogwarts is mainly meat-based. Of course, it is not comparable to the back-to-school dinner. It only has steak. Of course, you can also choose pasta, lasagna and classic fish and chips. Ike put some pasta on the plate and added

I took a piece of steak and started eating it.

He didn't even have the desire to look at the fish and chips.

"Ike, how did you provoke Morag?" Stewart looked at Morag, who glared at Ike from time to time, and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ike put down the fork in his hand and turned to give Stuart a look similar to Snape's, which also startled Stuart.

"Promise me, Ike." Stewart patted his chest, "Don't look at me like that, it's really scary."

Terry on the other side didn't see it and quickly asked. Ike naturally complied with his request and then joined Stewart's team to defeat Ike.

Ike smiled, finished the food on the plate, wiped his mouth gracefully, and then replied: "I wonder if you have heard a sentence?"

"What?"

"There is no woman in my heart, magic and nature." Ike was very serious.

"Who said that? Never heard of it." Terry thought for a while and determined that he had never heard this sentence before.

"Merlin!" Ike made an exaggerated look and patted Terry on the shoulder, "Merlin also said that it's a miracle that someone as stupid as you is alive."

Hearing this, Terry didn't know that Ike was teasing him, so he pretended to be grabbed by someone and was about to pounce on him for a physical fight. Ike also pretended to hide for a few times before saying: "There is still some time before the afternoon class.

Time, I plan to take a walk in the castle, do you want to come with me?"

"No." Terry and both of them shook their heads, "We are going back to the common room to stay for a while."

"See you in the History of Magic classroom later."

After leaving the auditorium, Ike walked towards the Hufflepuff lounge. After passing the entrance to the lounge and walking along the stone corridor for a while, a painting appeared on the wall.

Looking at the silver bowl filled with fruits painted on it, Ike walked back silently. This time he went straight to the eighth floor, and finally saw a mural at a corner of the troll gang beating the idiot Barnabas. The idiot in the mural

Barnabas saw Ike coming and looked like he was asking for help, but this did not stop the troll's club from falling.

"It's not yet time."

Along the corridor on the eighth floor, Ike returned to the Ravenclaw lounge and did not see Terry or Terry. When he returned to the dormitory, he encountered the two of them holding "History of Magic" and preparing to leave.

"I was just wondering where you were. Get your books quickly. We're going to the classroom." Stewart patted Ike on the shoulder, "We'll wait for you at the door."

Ike nodded, and threw the potions textbook on the table under the surprised eyes of the two people. Then he moved his fingers, and the huge "History of Magic" fell into Ike's hand.

"Let's go." Ike said, walking out first.

"No matter how many times I see it, I still find it magical." Stewart sighed and glanced at Terry.

"What a talent." Terry also sighed and followed Ike to the History of Magic classroom.

The History of Magic classroom and library are both on the second floor of the castle. The three of them walked into the classroom, and the other eaglets were already inside.

Morag obviously hadn't forgiven Ike yet, and glared at him again. Corner and Goldstein already knew what was going on due to Stewart's publicity, and couldn't help but gloat.

Ike gave the four of them a look similar to Snape's, and immediately calmed the four of them. Then he moved his fingers, gave himself a "listen with earplugs," and turned over "History of Magic" on his own.

Professor Binns Cuthbert has been studying "History of Magic" at Hogwarts for hundreds of years. Many things in the book are what Professor Binns has experienced.

Because obsession is the root of the existence of ghosts, and Professor Binns’ obsession is to go to class, and there is nothing else he cares about. This may be because Professor Binns is not as rich as Ms. Gray and Nearly Headless Nick.

His emotions led him to write History of Magic like a lullaby, with no tone or change in tone at all.

Even freshmen know that "History of Magic" is the best place to sleep, and it has a powerful sleep effect.

Ike didn't want to experience Professor Binns' hypnotic power, but he did have a little interest in the history of magic, so he had to cast a spell on himself so that he could read quietly for a while.

After all, Merlin once said that only magic can defeat magic.