Chapter 14 Professor Snape

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up Ron!" Following the rapid footsteps and shouts in the corridor, Fan Lin covered his eyes helplessly.

"It must be those two guys, Harry and Ron. I called them when I got up in the morning, but it was no use." Fan Lin whispered to Hermione and Neville beside him.

Professor McGonagall suddenly threw the wooden light here, frightening the three little guys to stand upright and not daring to move at all!

"Report... report!" The door was pushed open, and Harry and Ron stood at the door with embarrassed faces. Their Adam's apples moved, showing their nervous mood at the moment! It was already their third day at Hogwarts, but the two poor guys still hadn't adapted to the routine of Hogwarts and the moving corridors.

"What a damn corridor." That's what the two of them must be thinking at the moment! Professor McGonagall's attention was quickly drawn to it.

"Hello, Mr. Harry Potter, and Mr. Ron Weasley, I think I need a reasonable explanation for why you two were late for half the class." Professor McGonagall looked serious and lowered her head. Head, eyes kept scanning between Harry and Ron!

"I'm sorry...Professor McGonagall...we are...lost!" Harry glanced at Ron, who was still out of breath from the violent running just now. Harry was not in a better situation either. After all, it was quite a long journey from the tower of Hogwarts!

"Lost..." Professor McGonagall continued with a sullen face: "No matter what, whether you got up late or got lost, etc., Gryffindor will be deducted ten points, now go back to your seats!"

After Professor McGonagall said this, he turned his head and continued to teach his elementary Transfiguration course. Harry and Ron looked at each other awkwardly and returned to their seats in frustration. In the past three days, Gryffindor had already been deducted 35 points due to various things, big and small, and more than half of the midterm points were deducted. It's because they were both late!

After class, after packing up their things, Harry and Ron walked dejectedly behind everyone. Looking at the people laughing and joking in front of them, Harry and Ron felt doubly embarrassed and looked at each other with an unspoken sense of frustration. Spread among people!

"Hey!" Fan Lin saw the awkward atmosphere between the two and fell a few steps behind, retreating to Harry and Ron's side.

"Harry, Ron, don't be so downcast. It's nothing. The points you deducted can be added back. It's no problem. I believe you two."

"I know, Fanlin, but..." Halfway through Harry's words, he suddenly remembered his embarrassment, knowing nothing, and not being the best at studying.

With Al and Hermione as the two top students in college, there was basically no extra points in terms of grades. As for other aspects, Harry didn't know what was particularly outstanding about him. Presumably, the same was true for Ron.

"It's nothing, Harry, Ron!" Fan Lin smiled slightly. "There will always be a chance, right? I believe in you."

"Fan Lin, Harry, Ron, you three, hurry up! What are you doing behind you?" Hermione stopped in front of the door, turned around and shouted at the three of them!

"Don't be late!" Hermione was obviously very dissatisfied with the three people's dillydallying!

"Oh, Hermione, come here!" Fan Lin hurriedly ran two steps, turned his head and winked at Harry and Ron!

"What are you doing back there?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just feel that Harry and Ron are a little frustrated!"

Fan Lin looked at Harry and Ron who were following him, smiled at Hermione and shook his head, indicating not to continue this topic!

The Potions classroom is on the third underground floor of the castle. The whole atmosphere is very dark. The dim light shines on a pile of copper or tin crucibles. One side of the classroom is filled with bookshelves, with a pile of books piled on them. Piles of books on potions and potions.

Fan Lin wanted to see it very much. This was the first thought that Fan Lin had when he came here.

"Fan Lin, it's very uncomfortable here." Hermione pulled Fan Lin's sleeve. In a big pot in front of the classroom, something was cooking, making a gurgling sound!

"It's okay, Hermione, I think it's Professor Snape cooking some potion ingredients." Fan Lin was very curious about the contents of the pot. Although the darkness could not block his vision, the contents boiling in the pot The black thing makes it impossible to tell what kind of material it is, or what kind of magic potion it is!

After everyone sat down, a short while later, a figure wearing a black robe came in from the door. He had a hooked nose and a pale complexion, which may have been caused by studying potions on the third underground floor for many years.

A pair of big gloomy eyes that seemed tired of everything. This is Professor Snape!

Fan Lin seemed very excited. He had a lot of questions to ask the Potions teacher at Hogwarts.

"Now, turn your books to page 13 of the textbook." Snape continued with a sullen face: "Here, I think I want to talk about the rules of Potions class first. The first point is, in class You are not allowed to take the initiative to ask questions. Second point, you answer whatever I ask. Third point..."

Snape walked slowly in the classroom and slowly walked up to Harry. "Third point, some people are not allowed to think that they are special and engage in individualistic things, such as being disrespectful to their elders, etc. Do you think I am right, Harry Potter!"

Snape stared at Harry with his hawk-like eyes, and then turned around without giving Harry a chance to answer.

"Professor Snape, what should we do if we don't understand something?" Hermione raised her hand and asked suddenly.

"I said, no questions are allowed, ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor." Snape said without looking back!

Seeing that Hermione still wanted to refute, Fanlin pulled Hermione to sit down and signaled Hermione not to continue asking questions. It seemed that Professor Snape was very difficult to get along with! Al thought.

"Does anyone know how to use porcupine quills?" Snape asked fiercely. "You answer, Mr. Potter!" Snape ignored Hermione who raised her hands high at the side! Ask Harry directly.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't know..."

"How pathetic!" Snape sighed and shook his head, but it didn't look like he was disappointed, it looked more like he was mocking!

"Then I'm asking you a question. Do you know what kind of potion Bai Xianduo is used for?"

"...I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't know..."

Hermione was still raising her arms high on the side!

"What a pity, Mr. Potter, why don't you review it? Or, you think that a small potion science doesn't need to be taken to heart at all, our great savior, Mr. Harry Potter!" Snee! Pu still didn't give Harry a chance to speak. "Five points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter!"

"You can't do this. Besides, we don't need to use porcupine quills and white fresh ingredients in potions today!" Harry argued loudly. The violent rise and fall of his chest showed the anger in Harry's heart at this moment!

"What did you say? I have the final say in my class. Gryffindor was deducted 50 points again. The reason is that Mr. Harry Potter is disrespectful!"