Chapter 25 Accidents in Potions Class

William had long been prepared to be troubled, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Snape had just finished his opening remarks when he turned his eyes to him again.

"Stark, what do I get if I add Silence Bird's feathers to the lionfish spine meal infusion?"

William stood up and replied, "Veritaserum."

Snape's face turned sour again, as if William owed him a thousand Galleons.

"If I asked you to find a whirling stone, where would you find it?"

William wanted to say he was looking for Hagrid, but looking at Snape's face, he gave up his wit and said seriously: "The whirling stone has a detoxification effect and should be taken out of the goat's stomach."

Snape snorted coldly from his nose.

"What would you do if I asked you to take Frobe caterpillar slime?"

"The flober caterpillars are put into an environment full of lettuce, and after eating the lettuce, they secrete a lot of fluid."

"According to the script." Snape gave a light evaluation.

However, no matter whether it is written according to the script or outstanding in memory, according to the Hogwarts grading system, the answer to the question is extra points, and Snape still has the integrity of this professor.

Of course, this is inseparable from William belonging to Ravenclaw, if he is Gryffindor...

"One point for Ravenclaw!"

Before a smile appeared on William's face, Snape continued lazily: "When answering a question, add a professor! Stark will deduct two points for disrespecting the teacher."

William shrugged and sat down.

"Why don't you write all of this down? Are you able to do it?" Snape's roaring voice sounded again.

"You guys are the worst I've ever had!"

There was an instant rustling of quills and parchment in the classroom.

Amid the noise, Snape said, "Today, I will teach you to make a simple potion for scabies."

"I really can't think of a simpler potion. If anyone can fail, I really want to advise the principal to think carefully about whether the mentally handicapped is recruited!"

Everyone held their breath and listened to the lecture, in order to prevent missing something, causing the potion to fail and being identified as mentally handicapped.

Snape waved his wand, and a large number of letters appeared on the blackboard.

"Ah, by the way, the "Magic Potions and Potions" in your hands—" Snape dragged a long tone with a mocking expression.

"Written by the famous wizard Arseny Giger, the textbook designated by the Ministry of Magic, some of the content of this book, I don't mean to offend, but it is indeed something from fifty years ago."

"Don't be too surprised if my experimental procedure is different from the book, just follow mine."

A Hufflepuff little badger muttered, "Why buy these textbooks?"

William recognized his name as Cadwallad.

Snape stared at Cadwallad, rarely angered, but explained, "Everything in the textbook is correct, but many steps are behind."

When it comes to Potions, Snape's temperament is completely different. He walked to the podium and said in a whisper.

"I repeat, Potions is an exact science and a rigorous craft. For us, there is no such thing as a textbook, only a reference book!

In addition to those proven principles, many brewing steps are evolving and not completely fixed. "

"I won't teach too much theory, I won't use books completely, that's what you should learn and master after class.

I will only guide you, repeat what I think is the best way to cook! "

Snape expressionlessly pointed to the blackboard beside him, which was covered with white chalk.

"Enough of nonsense. All the steps are written on the blackboard and the materials are on the test bench.

a group of two,

Now you can get started. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the students moved quickly.

Snape laughed maliciously again.

"Stark, since your answer is completely correct, then make it by yourself, so that everyone can see the genius of Ravenclaw!"

Marietta Aikemo, who was beside William, looked disappointed, and she had to be in a group with Qiu.

William unfolded the cauldron indifferently.

In fact, he did make many potions at home following the steps in the textbook.

There are failures and there are successes.

But the potion for scabies must not be hard on him.

Thirty minutes later, Snape started dragging his long black cloak around the classroom.

Wherever he went, there was a sound similar to an explosion.

Snape's low pressure was too strong, standing beside others like a poisonous snake, with an unfathomable mocking smile on his face.

With his smile that looks like a mentally retarded, any little wizard will subconsciously think that he has made a mistake, and start to mess up his hands and feet, and his body is cold.

Snape strode into the classroom, deliberately making a "pop" sound, spit venom in his mouth, and spared no effort to ridicule:

"I always thought that everything that exists is reasonable, even garbage, but also has its useful value. It seems that I was wrong."

Almost all of the students had been criticized, and Snape wandered around and began to stand beside William, waiting for him to make a mistake.

William calmly put four slugs and two porcupine thorns into the cauldron, stirred it five times clockwise, and waved his wand.

OK...Done!

Snape leaned over to examine the cauldron, where dark blue bubbles were bubbling, and the hooked nose sniffed the smell, yes, the familiar and intoxicating smell of rotten eggs!

The color, smell, time... they are all perfect, even he can't pick out any thorns.

Snape was about to say something when Marietta Akemore, who was not far away, waving her wand exaggeratedly, accidentally poked his ass.

Walnut, the nerve of the dragon, thirteen and three-quarters of an inch...awesome hardness!

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Snape, who was hit by the blow, was trembling all over and almost plunged his head into William's cauldron.

Fortunately, as a professor, Snape still had the means to press the bottom of the box.

At that critical moment, his waist and horse were united, and he used a trick that he had worked hard for many years to control his upper body.

Snape's big aquiline nose was only a centimeter away from the potion.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his fame almost died.

Snape turned to rage.

This is absolutely murder!

But in the basement classroom, there was a sudden burst of acidic green smoke and a loud hissing sound.

Marietta Ikemo swung her wand inappropriately, and somehow burned Cho's cauldron into a crooked piece, spilling the potion on the flagstone.

In terms of orientation, William's cauldron and Autumn are next to each other, and Snape is standing right in the middle, with his back to Autumn's cauldron.

A large amount of green liquid spilled out, burning holes in Snape's shoes.

The waist horse was broken, and his face plunged directly into William's potion.

Within seconds, the whole class was on the stools, and Professor Snape was soaked in the potion when the cauldron was knocked over.

Snape had red, swollen scabies all over his back, arms and legs.

It is obviously a potion for scabies, but the effect is completely opposite, and I don't know how the two little girls made it!

Snape was speechless. There was no scabies on his face. After all, William's potion was made successfully, but the potion had not cooled down yet!

Under the high temperature of dozens of degrees, Snape was so hot that he didn't even recognize his mother, especially the sexy big hooked nose.

————I am Snape's separator————

(Snape: Please recommend, only the recommendation ticket can cure the scabies on my body!)