Chapter 133 Shirley: It Was Obviously Me First!

Werewolves are terrible creatures. They transform during the full moon and then attack other humans indiscriminately.

Those bitten either die or are infected and become new werewolves, who then attack others... over and over again.

Therefore, a potion that can prevent werewolves from transforming or keep them rational after transforming has always been in urgent need of research and development.

The emergence of wolfsbane potion has undoubtedly alleviated this problem.

Of course, it is only an alleviation.

The reason is very simple. Wolfsbane potion is extremely difficult to brew. The steps alone can fill two blackboards with dense writing... The difficulty can be seen!

Therefore, this potion is indeed not within the scope of students' learning and is seriously beyond the scope.

Not to mention the beyond the scope, most of the materials for brewing potions are poisonous.

Needless to say, wolfsbane grass; after consuming white snake root grass, you will be infected with a symptom called "breast swelling disease", and many witches used it to enlarge their breasts.

There is also the famous poison hemlock, which was included in the poisonous wine that Socrates drank.

The young wizards were all wearing strict protective gear, but they were still reluctant to start, fearing that they would die young if they were contaminated with a little toxin.

Snape frowned and urged:

"What is there to be afraid of? The dose is so mild, and you are wearing gloves. As long as you don't swallow it directly, nothing will happen! And absorbing a small amount of toxins is actually good for the body."

This reminded Rolf of his chemistry teacher in his previous life. When he asked everyone to do chemical experiments, the students were very afraid of being poisoned, so he comforted them by saying:

"Doing more chemical experiments is good for the body. I had rhinitis when I was a child, and I couldn't cure it no matter how I treated it. Later, I entered the laboratory and inhaled ammonia for a period of time, and my rhinitis slowly got better."

His rhinitis did get better, but... his head became bald.

Under Snape's repeated urging, the young wizards had to start and began to brew the wolfsbane potion reluctantly.

Snape certainly knew that everyone couldn't make it, but he didn't care.

He just needed students to use their creativity to give Lupin a little Hogwarts shock.

Snape walked around and was indeed shocked.

Justin and MacMillan's crucible exuded a smell of the bathroom, as if someone's septic tank had exploded... Are you sure you didn't secretly add anything to it?

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Lisa Dupin and Padma Patil's potions smelled okay, but the potions were as sticky as mud in a swamp.

After asking, Snape found out that Padma Patil had made a small innovation and added a little Ganges water from her hometown.

Neville and Hannah burst out with amazing creativity, brewing the wolfsbane potion into a "poisonous wolf potion", and even the outer wall of the crucible was directly corroded by the potion.

Snape was sometimes surprised that the steps were written so clearly and could be understood at a glance, why couldn't students learn it? !

People are indeed different. Even the experienced Rolf was stuck at a certain step.

He put the steamed bat tongue into the crucible and stirred it clockwise three times. According to the instructions on the blackboard, the color of the potion should be light green, but it turned purple at this time.

Rolf and Shirley checked it several times and found no problems. When they were about to start over, Snape came over.

He just glanced at the crucible and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

Rolf usually made no mistakes, and Snape would be sarcastic. Now that there was a problem, wouldn’t he make fun of him?

But Snape unexpectedly did not mock, but said lazily:

"The bat tongue has been cooked for too long. Try adding a little carbon powder."

Rolf raised his eyebrows, quickly grabbed a handful of carbon powder, and threw it into the crucible. The color really slowly changed from red to green.

Snape had no intention of leaving yet, so he stood aside and watched.

Rolf and Shirley looked at each other, feeling somewhat helpless, and had to bite the bullet and continue to brew the potion.

Shirley cleaned the scales of the snake bird and threw them into the crucible. Rolf added a few drops of venom from the giant snail, and the color of the potion turned cobalt green.

Snape reminded again:

"It is best to add another bottle of Potentilla tincture and simmer it over low heat for three minutes, so that the potion will be easier to solidify."

The wolfsbane potion did not seem to have this step. Rolf glanced at the blackboard subconsciously. Snape snorted coldly and said impatiently:

"I improved it myself, you can add it or not!"

"..."

Since Snape said so, Rolf could only do it.

Shirley was originally sitting next to Rolf. When she saw Snape coming over, she had to move her stool back.

After a while, Shirley had moved away from Rolf and was squeezed aside, and her original position was occupied by Snape.

The ponytail girl looked at Rolf in a daze, then looked at Snape who was sitting next to him and giving instructions, a little at a loss.

It was her, it was her first, she was obviously sitting there first... brewing potions or helping Rolf deal with materials!

That's her place, Professor Snape!

The students all raised their heads, looking at this "teacher, friend and student" scene in shock, must be dreaming?

"Actually, at this point, I think it's best to use werewolf blood instead of wolf blood." Snape frowned and said:

"What do you think, Scamander?"

Rolf didn't have any ideas, he scratched his hair and nodded in agreement.

"You think so too?" Snape whispered again, "But werewolf blood is hard to get."

Of course it's hard to get. Werewolves are dangerous and difficult to kill.

Of course, there are werewolves who sell their blood, such as poor people like Lupin, but they can only sell a few hundred milliliters at most, and the supply is in short supply!

"By the way, Scamander, is the body of Fenrir Greyback, the werewolf you killed, still there?" Snape asked casually.

"..."The truth is revealed, it turns out he's waiting here.

Rolf immediately said with vigilance: "Fenrir Greyback's body was taken away by the Ministry of Magic."

"I know." Snape narrowed his eyes: "But I heard from Dumbledore that most of his blood and flesh were dissected by you, right?"

Rolf emphasized: "Professor Snape, the wolf blood is mine."

"I didn't say it's not yours. Look at your arrogant attitude. Deduct... Hufflepuff plus five points!"

"..."

Professor Snape showed unprecedented patience and his voice became gentle.

There was no way. He wanted the basilisk last year. He used all kinds of means, such as deducting points and poisoning, but none of them succeeded.

The hard way didn't work. Snape wanted to be soft with Rolf and play the emotional card.

"Scamander, we can exchange." Professor Snape lowered his voice and said: "I have a lot of magic materials."

Rolf curled his lips and said: "Sorry, I don't lack magic materials now."

He really doesn't lack magic materials now. On the one hand, he can ask for them from Hagrid, and he can also trade with the centaurs.

"What about the potion?" Snape raised his lips and said, "There are many precious potions in my medicine storage."

Rolf raised his eyebrows. He was really interested in this. He pondered for a moment and said:

"Professor Snape, we are teachers and students. I won't cheat you.

Let's have seven or eight liters of Felicis first... I haven't drunk that stuff yet."

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(Thanks to the reward from "Sling Cat")