The Rise of Malfoy at Hogwarts

　　 On Friday, Slytherin will attend Professor Snape's potions class with Gryffindor.

　　 Schelling and Draco arrived early in the potions classroom in the dungeon, which was gloomy and cold, and there were some glass jars along the wall, soaked in many creepy animal specimens.

The Potions class requires a group of two students. The students from Slytherin and Gryffindor are paired in pairs in their respective colleges, and they sit on both sides of the classroom in a distinct manner-Schelling and Draco, Gore and Crabbe’s group, Harry and Ron’s group, Daphne and Pansy’s group under Schelling’s lead... Schelling suddenly found that in the last row of Slytherin, Meredith was sitting alone, she seemed to be somewhat Embarrassing, because no one wants to put her in a group. Schelling also recalled at this time, it seemed that she hadn't seen Meredith much except in class during this time. She seemed to be alone and didn't seem to have made a friend yet.

　　 "Meridis is too cold and arrogant, always holding a cold face, as if the whole world offends her, so now everyone doesn't like her." Daphne whispered.

　　 Xie Lin couldn't help but ask Daphne at the next table, "Aren't you friends with her?"

　　 "I did play together when I was young." Daphne had a reminiscence look on her face. "But when she grows up, she seems to have changed her personality, until now she has developed such a bad temper."

In the end, under Snape’s forced distribution, Pansy was ordered to go with Meredith, and Schelling made up for Pansy’s vacancy and Daphne. The most unexpected thing was that Draco was ordered to go with Meredith. Team up with Hermione! Daphne is the happiest person with such a distribution. After all, the whole Slytherin knows Schelling's strength, and is almost recognized as the strongest in the first grade. Pansy was full of reluctance, staring at Meredith fiercely, and Meredith also raised her face to the sky without even looking at Pansy. Draco felt uncomfortable thinking about teaming with a Muggle wizard, but Schelling lied and said that this was a great opportunity to prove to others the strength of the pure-blooded children. Deceived to be smug, he teamed up with Hermione obediently.

　　 After finishing the call, Snape began to teach. "You are here to learn the precise science and rigorous craftsmanship of this potion preparation." He said, his voice almost a little higher than a whisper, but everyone could hear every word he said clearly. Like Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape also has a deterrent to keep the classroom in order without any effort. "Because there is no silly wave of the wand here, many of you will not believe that this is magic. I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of the simmering cauldron with white smoke and bursts of fragrance, you I don’t really understand the fluid flowing into people’s blood vessels, the magical power that makes people’s hearts and minds bewildered... I can teach you how to improve your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death—but there must be one thing, that is, you are not what I often meet The kind of idiot I got here will do."

　　 "Potter!" Snape said suddenly, "what will I get if I add narcissus root powder to the wormwood infusion?"

　　What kind of grass root powder put in what solution? Harry glanced at Ron, and Ron was stunned just like him; Hermione's arms were raised high in the air.

　　 "I don't know, sir." Harry said.

　　 Snape curled his lips contemptuously, "Tsk tsk, it seems that fame doesn't mean everything."

　　 Snape deliberately ignored Hermione’s raised arms, and continued to ask, "Let’s try again. Potter, if I want you to find me a piece of bezoar, where would you find it?"

　　 Hermione tried her best to keep her hands up high without leaving her seat, but Harry didn't even know what a dung rock was. He tried not to see Malfoy, Crabbe and Gore, the three of them trembled with laughter.

　　 "I don't know, sir."

"I think you haven't read a book before school starts, have you, Potter?" Snape still ignored Hermione's trembling arms, and continued to ask, "Okay, Potter, then you can talk about it. What is the difference between aconitum aconitum and aconitum chamaecens?"

　　 "I don't know," Harry whispered, "But, I think, Hermione knows the answer, why don't you ask her?" Several students laughed.

　　 "Sit down," he yelled at Hermione, "Schelling, you can tell the answer."

　　 Schelling is a little helpless, is this forcing him to have trouble with Harry? But under Snape's murderous gaze, Schelling had to stand up and say: "The combination of narcissus root powder and wormwood can be formulated into a powerful sleeping pill, which is a serving of life and death water. Bezoar is from the stomach of a cow. A kind of stone taken from the inside has a strong detoxification effect. As for the boat-shaped aconite and the chamomilla aconitum are the same plant, they are also collectively called aconitum."

　　 "Slytherin plus ten points." Snape said loudly, "Why don't you write all this down!"

　　 Suddenly there was a rustle of groping for quill and parchment. Amid the noise, Snape said, "Potter, because you contradict the teacher, Gryffindor will be deducted a point."

　　 Then Snape spent half a class time instructing the students in two classes to work in pairs and learn to configure one of the simplest magic potions for treating scabies. It is said to be the simplest magic potion, but both the materials and the steps seem to be quite cumbersome. According to Snape's orders, Schelling took out various materials such as dried nettles, snake fangs, and porcupine thorns from the potions cabinet; Daphne raised the fire and put her cauldron on it. .

During their configuration, Snape dragged a long black cloak, turning around in the classroom like a big bat, observing their configuration steps... During the period, most of Gryffindor’s The students were severely criticized by him; even many Slytherin students could not avoid it.

　　 After returning to his seat, Schelling's movements were very quick. In fact, Schelling had already practiced the simple movements of grinding, dissolving, and boiling at home before school started.

　　 "Why do you want to grind the porcupine spines?" Daphne asked puzzledly: "The book says that the porcupine spines should be chopped up and added with the snake's fangs!"

　　 "Fools should know that grinding into powder will dissolve more easily than broken pieces!" Xie Lin shrugged and continued to grind. Daphne frowned and continued to hit the small piece of snake fang with a hammer.

　　 "Help me put the nettles in a pot and roast them for a while, so that the water can be roasted...Thank you!" Schelling carefully mixed the porcupine sting powder with the crushed snake venom teeth, and ordered.

　　 Daphne opened her mouth, but did not say aloud, but did as Schelling told her. During the period Snape passed by their location several times, stopped to observe their movements for several minutes, and even saw the small dish of porcupine thorns that had been crushed into powder... But he did not make the slightest interference, just squinted at it. Just a few glances at Schelling.

When nettles, porcupine stings and snake venom teeth are all added to the pot, "it needs to be boiled for five minutes." Daphne glanced at the "Magic Potions and Potion" in her hand and reminded that Schelling nodded while looking at her watch. Increase the flame a little bit. After the mixed liquid started to turn yellow, he quickly reduced the flame to prevent the liquid from boiling excessively. Daphne’s expression is a bit uneasy, but Schelling has nothing to worry about... Hogwarts’ potions textbook is actually not authoritative and correct. Even the squeezing of beans or cutting makes it easy to juice. This simple thing will Something went wrong.

　　 Xie Lin suddenly smelled something wrong, turned his head and looked, suddenly a thick acidic green smoke came out of the underground classroom, and there was a very loud hissing sound. Neville somehow burned Seamus's cauldron into a crooked piece, and the potion in the pot splashed on the slate floor, but Schelling shot it in time and the potion on the ground disappeared.

"Slytherin plus five points." Snape glanced at Schelling, then turned to growl at Neville: "Are you an idiot? I think you probably stabbed the porcupine without removing the pot from the fire. Go in, don’t you?" Neville cried, sorely scabies appeared on his nose. After Snape scolded him, he asked Seamus Finney to send him to him. Go to the school hospital.

　　 After half an hour, Snape walked slowly between the tables, taking turns checking each crucible and their results.

When he saw the ugly blue mixture Harry and Ron had prepared, he smiled ironically: "Do you think you can drink this potion, Potter and Wesley? I dare say, drink you This pot of potion poisoned himself before the scabies was cured. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cóm" Snape swung his wand to wipe out the potion in the cauldron.

Almost every student’s achievement was spotted by Snape, and then ridiculed again. Gryffindor’s students were the worst scolded, but some of Slytherin’s students could not escape, especially Pan. The group of West and Meredith has become the laughingstock of Slytherin. The combination of Draco and Hermione did a good job. With Hermione’s careful configuration and Draco’s dedication, the work produced was quite satisfactory, but the eccentric Snape only added 5 to Slytherin. Fen, completely ignoring Hermione's credit, which made many Gryffindors dare not say anything, and transferred their full of resentment to Draco.

　　 The work configured by Schelling and Daphne was praised by Snape as a perfect work, and added another 10 points to Slytherin. Schelling didn’t think much, but Daphne on the side watched Schelling’s gaze become even hotter. Other students might not know, but Daphne knew what Schelling did—he improved many steps of configuring potions without authorization. In the end, she actually made a perfect finished product. The well-informed woman knows that this is a rare and rare potion talent. It is no exaggeration to say that there is no one in a million. The entire European wizarding world has a population of more than 100,000. , But less than 20 people can become a master of potions and have been invited to become members of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists. Even with the background of the Greengrass family from which she was born, she could not hire a potion master to serve the family.

　　Hermione looked at Xie Lin with a face full of dissatisfaction. It was obvious that she had completely followed the steps in the book to refine the potion, so why could Xie Lin do better than herself? At this moment, her unwillingness to admit defeat was ignited. She decided to spend more time to make up for her potion level. She must become the first grader in all subjects!