Harry Potter and Master of Magic

Potions class is held in a basement classroom, which is colder than the main castle building above.

It is said that some potions need such an environment to be preserved, and even some potions can only be refined in such an environment.

The classroom walls are lined with glass pots filled with horrifying stuffed animals.

Snape, like Flitwick, picked up the roll call as soon as class began, and stopped when Harry's name was called.

"Oh! Yes." His voice was soft and not hostile: "Harry Potter, this is our new--big name!"

All right! Although there is no hostility, it is ironic!

The Slytherin students hurriedly cheered the Dean, and they all burst into laughter, especially the youngest pair of Malfoy trio.

Zhang Hao really didn't know what was funny, so he also laughed twice.

Snape finished naming, and then glanced at everyone with his empty, indifferent, black hole-like eyes, and then said without emotion: "You are here to learn the theoretical rules and strict craftsmanship of potion configuration."

After a pause, his tone became sarcastic again.

"Many of you won't believe it's magic because you don't have to wave your wand silly here. I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of that simmering cauldron smoking white smoke and wafting fragrance, don't you Will really understand the magic of the fluid that flows into people's blood vessels, the mind-blowing, mind-blinding magic... I can teach you how to increase your prestige, brew glory, and even prevent death! But there is one premise, that you are not me often The kind of idiot you meet."

Everyone was silent, and occasionally there were a few people who didn't dare to be discovered by Snape when they made small movements.

However, certain genetic factors determine that even if some people's small movements are not discovered, they will inevitably be picked up by professors.

"Potter! What would I get if I added narcissus root powder to wormwood?"

Harry said at a loss: "I don't know, Professor!"

"Tsk tsk!" Snape said contemptuously, "It seems that fame doesn't mean everything."

Hermione raised her hands high, trying to help Harry out.

But Snape finally caught the opportunity to get revenge on James Potter, how could he easily let it go? He asked a few more questions, all of which Harry couldn't answer.

The scene was very embarrassing...

At this time, Hermione finally couldn't help standing up.

Harry whispered, "Professor, I think Hermione knows the answer, why don't you ask her?"

A few students laughed, and Snape glared at them unhappily, then yelled at Hermione, "Sit down! Do you know the rules in class?"

Hermione sat back in her seat aggrieved, her whole body like a frosted eggplant.

Zhang Hao thought to himself that it would be better to keep a low profile at this time. Maybe the Dementors knew what Snape was thinking, and if he accidentally bumped into the muzzle of the gun and was mocked, it would be too shameless!

After all, it is not easy to find a person's advantages, but it is much easier to find a person's shortcomings.

"Zhang Hao, come and tell me the answer."

However, sometimes the more you try to keep a low profile, the more visible you are.

Zhang Hao got up slowly, just in time to meet Snape's empty eyes. Looking at his eyes, nose, nose and heart, the old god said: "The combination of narcissus root powder and wormwood can be configured into a powerful sleeping pill, commonly known as life and death water. Bezoar is a kind of stone taken from the stomach of a goat. , has a strong detoxification effect. As for the aconite of the boat and the wolf poison, it is the same plant, also collectively called aconitum. Professor, am I right?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Snape's eyes as he looked at Zhang Hao. He didn't seem to have thought that Slytherin would have such a studious wizard.

"Yes, you are right! But,

It's not easy to think about this level for me! "

Snape affirmed Zhang Hao's answer, but then asked a new question: "So, what will you get from adding black hellebore syrup to moonstone?"

Zhang Hao pondered for two seconds, and said in a low voice: "Grate the moonstone, add a small amount of water and mix it into a paste; stir three times counterclockwise, and simmer for seven minutes; then add two drops of black hellebore syrup to get a tranquilizer. The potion can be used to reduce anxiety and soothe irritability, but if the dose is too heavy, it may cause the person who drinks this potion to fall into a deep, even waking state of sleep."

Snape was expressionless and continued to ask: "Chu chrysanthemum root, rat spleen, wrinkled fig, leech juice, what kind of potion can these ingredients be used to make?"

The freshmen were stunned, and even Gryffindor's top student Hermione was scratching her hair.

Most of the new Hermione had never heard of these materials, and she only had some impressions of a few of them, and she had no idea where she had seen them.

She glanced at Zhang Hao sympathetically, and no longer thought he could give the answer.

However, Zhang Hao just hesitated for a moment, and then said fluently: "Chu chrysanthemum root, a mouse spleen, wrinkled figs, and a small drop of leech juice can be used to cultivate Huantong water. Huantong water can restore animals to their childhood. Appearance, there are certain side effects for wizards to use."

Hermione's mouth widened as if she had seen God.

Others have long been blinded, feeling that they have turned into potted plants.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Snape slapped a few times, smiled for a second, and then asked, "Very well, what kind of potion will you use to make the smell of thyme?"

"I'm sorry! Professor, it's very rude, but I have to say something. There is no thyme smell in the first-year textbook, I don't think it's knowledge that we can touch!"

It was Hermione who said this, and she looked very angry, and this righteous Gryffindor lioness could not stand anymore.

Snape ignored Hermione, but kept staring at Zhang Hao, as if he would not give up if he didn't get an answer.

Zhang Hao said helplessly: "Professor, I seem to remember that the smell of thyme is only used in the process of refining the elixir. With all due respect, this should be an advanced potion formula, don't you think it's too much to ask this question now? ?"

The freshmen nodded secretly, and the words came to their hearts. Snape, this bastard, is indeed too much!

"Oh! You're quite right, Mr. Zhang!" Snape said meaningfully, not at all ashamed, "but you still know, don't you?"

In the eyes of everyone, the professor's difficulties became more and more obvious.

"Yes, professor!" Zhang Hao nodded and said, "I happened to see the formula of the Fuling agent in the library. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"No problem, your spirit of love of learning is indeed worthy of praise." Snape nodded, suddenly changed his tone, and warned: "But I want to remind you that no matter how hard you are, you can't be wrong. Your classmates use magic, maybe one day the academy will expel you, I don't want to lose a serious student."

Zhang Hao was suddenly stunned, and finally understood why Snape gave up on Harry to mess with him.

After doing it for so long, I just wanted to give him a slap in the face and warn him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Crabbe.

No doubt some people must have sued!