Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 48

Perhaps it was the first time Snape was in class. After he turned around, although the Gryffindor students' gazes were focused on Harry, what was conveyed in those eyes was only joy.

'It seems that Snape himself seems to be different from the wind comment! ' they thought.

The little lion of Gryffindor started to move around. Can this potion class also become Defense Against the Dark Arts?A teacher who adds [-] points at a time is quite rare, if you can score points.
They began to have sweet dreams.

Just when the little lions were dreaming and the little snakes were doubting their lives, Snape finished writing on the blackboard, and his mood returned to calm with each stroke of venting. The numb cold struck again.

Immediately, the little lion's face turned pale, and they sat upright, throwing those thoughts of death into the garbage dump in an instant, scoring points is not important.

"Have you all remembered?" Snape scanned the classroom, "Then why didn't you write down what he just said?"

Swept by this dangerous look, suddenly there was a sound of fumbling for parchment and quills, and the little wizards hurriedly began to record, but what question did Harry answer just now?

"Close your books now. In my class, you don't need to stare at the textbooks. Potions have never been so-called perfect. This book published decades ago only records the correct way. Will stare at the book."

He glanced at Ron with malicious intent.

"In my class, I will teach you how to concoct a near-perfect potion, if you know how to do it."

Snape reached out and knocked on the blackboard, on which was written a formula for scabies potion, although it was the same potion as recorded in Chapter 1 of the book, it was obvious that Snape made a second improvement on him , except for the main materials that cannot be replaced by a few flavors, almost every place has been changed, which is more concise and more effective.

This alone is worthy of admiration. Snape's professional ethics as a teacher is obviously very good, at least in terms of sharing knowledge.

In this way, there is not much nagging. It is the first time for young wizards to meet the course that directly allows students to get started with experiments. Potion is a practical subject. Behind every successful potion master, there are tens of thousands of repeated experiments. , to verify, to trial and error, to familiarize yourself with, to discover.

The little wizards left their seats noisily, got the ingredients for making scabies potion on the material table, and returned to the desk to start weighing.

Only then did the Gryffindor cubs begin to feel that Snape's extra points to Harry seemed to be just an exception, and almost everyone was mocked by Snape pointing their noses.

Some are due to weighing errors, some are due to wrong handling methods, and some are even due to.
"According to the script, I hope you can be more clever, Weasley."

Looking at Snape who was looking at him with sarcasm, Ron couldn't help but feel tired for a while.

Are you planning to embarrass Harry and start messing with me?

"I know the professor, I will study hard."

As a mentally aged person, Ron, who clearly realized that it would be no good to have a stab at his teacher, nodded obediently, and didn't give Snape a chance to criticize him at all.

Originally thought that Ron was a firecracker, Snape, who exploded at one o'clock, pursed the corners of his mouth a little depressed. He was cheated of ten thousand Galleons by this guy. Although the money was not much, when had he been wronged like this?
With a cold snort, he waved his sleeves and left silently, "Longbottom! It's the fangs of the crushing snake! It's not for you to grind!"

"And Finnigan, why didn't you remind Longbottom?"

"One point from Gryffindor."

The sneer like a poisonous snake rose from the corner of his mouth, except for Ron and his peaceful corner, a storm that could freeze people was raging and destroying the hearts of the little lions.

"What's going on? Ron?"

Harry lowered his voice and said softly to Ron, didn't he get Snape done?Obviously very effective, Snape even gave him extra points!

"Just because you like eating beef doesn't mean you need to like raising cattle"

"Snape doesn't mess with you anymore, but that doesn't mean he doesn't mess with Gryffindor"

"Well, I reckon that all the twenty points you added will have to be deducted in this class, but no matter what, we've already won without deducting points."

Take the time to add the processed potion in batches. If the scabies potion is successfully brewed, it will appear clear green, just like Harry's eyes. After an hour of busy work, the pot of green is a bit too thick The potion appears in the cauldron.

"It seems to be okay."

Ron folded his arms and nodded. It was his first time brewing the potion. Although it didn't achieve the perfect effect, it was already considered good. At least this scabies potion was useful, and it wouldn't cause poisoning after using it.

"The flame is too big, the potion is too thick before adding porcupine thorns, there is too much dried nettle powder, stir three times clockwise, how many times did you stir?"

The lingering black wind came again, and Snape stood in front of Ron and Harry's cauldron, leaning against the table and leaning his head slightly.

"Weasley, if you can read, where are your eyes?"

There was no concealment for this malicious breath, and Ron looked around for a week. Except for Hermione's pot of scabies potion next to him, he and Harry had the most correct color, although it was not imperial green. , but it is also a high ice species, so it is better than those pastes.

"But at least it's effective." Although I know that stabbing Snape is not good, but they have output to your face, and the clay figurine still has three points of anger.

"Professor Snape, if you are free, why don't you teach other students more?"

"You're teaching me how to do things? Weasley?"

Hearing this satisfactory answer, Snape's complexion became even more gloomy, but the excitement was lit deep in the pupils of his eyes.

"Of course not, Professor Snape." Ron pointed to the blackboard, "Now is the last step, add the porcupine quills, and then let it stand. This step is what you need to pay attention to when marking."

"Professor you need, I think."

"Enough, Weasley!" The dark eyes narrowed.

"I don't need you to teach me how to take classes, maybe you should use your muscular brain to think about it, why do you make mistakes with such a simple thing?"

Snape completely forgot that this was the potion that Harry and Ron had brewed together, so he ignored Harry, stared at Ron and said mockingly.

"Because of you, Gran."

Before Snape finished speaking, a loud hiss interrupted his words, and the experienced potions master realized what had happened in an instant.

He turned around like lightning, but his wide sleeve seemed to have bumped into something.

A burning crucible was smoking green smoke and was already corroded crookedly. After being hung by the sleeve, the grey-green liquid emitting an ominous sour gas was completely overturned.

Neville was so frightened that he jumped up on the spot. His clumsy body hit the desk, and the desk, which was dripping with green pulp, suddenly fell over.

The corrosive semi-finished potion soaked the hem of the robe in an instant. Visible to the naked eye, there were many holes in the black robe at this moment, and they continued to spread. Scabies the size of ping-pong balls emerged one after another. Snape's leg seemed to swell three or four times at this point.

"Longbottom!"

With this exasperated shout, Snape was staggered by the overturned table and fell hard to the ground.

The green slurry was still flowing to his legs, and the pungent smoke kept coming out. Snape, who was sweating in pain, wanted to draw out his wand, but at this moment he couldn't do it.

"Clean up."

Ron pulled out his wand and pointed at the mess. This cleaning spell, which can instantly wipe away the dirt and remove it from the physical level, instantly cleaned up the unknown liquid in the blink of an eye, although Ron's wand refers to the potion , however the ultra-high-strength cleansing spell spreads when it hits the potion.

Just like when he changed the matches to change the desk, and smashed the teacup to shatter the table, within the scope of the spell, all things identified as 'garbage' are the targets of the cleansing spell.

The originally noisy classroom was suddenly silent. The girls covered their eyes, and the boys opened their mouths wide open. Two hairy white legs covered with scabies were exposed to the air without any cover.

The tattered hem of the robe that was corroded by the potion was also classified as garbage, and the rags that could have been able to cover it had completely disappeared.

Snape's face turned from white to red, and then turned livid and black after flickering for a moment, that real murderous aura filled the entire classroom.

"Professor, you know that my magic is already a little bit more powerful. Didn't I leave you some clothes?"

Ron scratched his hair and gave an innocent smirk.

"I reminded you, it's best to take care of the other students."

"Harry, put a potion on Professor Snape."

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, then turned over and stepped across the desk.

"Borrow a piece of clothing for use." He came to the Slytherin seat, and said kindly to Malfoy, "Is it okay to lend it to your headmaster?"

Seeing that this punch can dent their muscular sticks approaching, how can the little brother who has gone blank have any other thoughts, he grabbed Gore in a hurry, and grabbed Gore three times, five times and two times. He took off his servant's robe, stuffed it into Ron's hands in a panic, and then grabbed his neckline, for fear that Ron would pick him up.

"Are you quite skilled?" Ron said with a strange expression, but he still took the robe and returned to Snape's side.

Harry was carefully lifting his two hairy legs, so he moved the table away, scooped out some scabies potion and applied it carefully on Snape's legs. Obviously, the potion he and Ron made was successful , the pimples disappeared quickly, and the swollen legs quickly returned to their original appearance.

Not knowing if it was because he was not wearing underwear, Snape sat there without moving while pressing the clothes that hadn't disappeared from his upper body.

"Here, professor, this is for you."

Ron interrupted Snape's affectionate gaze on Harry, and the big black eyes glared at Ron murderously in the blink of an eye.

"Way! S! Lai!"

The word squeezed out bit by bit from Snape's teeth, as if trying to squeeze Ron into a pulp like this, Snape stared at Ron with terrifying eyes.

"Ahahaha~"

"Small things, small things, don't thank me too much, you don't even need to mention the fact that Gryffindor adds [-] points, this is what we should do."

Ron quickly snatched Snape's words, he stretched out his hand and patted Snape's shoulder with a "bang~bang~bang~". Snape, who was in pain, instantly lost the ability to speak.

"Do you need me to carry you to the school infirmary, professor? I feel that you are seriously injured. Would you like to let Madam Pomfrey check it for you?"

Ron lowered his voice and said in Snape's ear, his face that was originally ashen turned pale at this moment, is this damn going to carry him to the school exhibition and watch his ass together?Snape felt the force on his shoulders, and he had absolutely no ability to resist without using a wand.

"no need!"

He gritted his teeth and replied to Ron, then tied the robe around his waist, and stood up with difficulty supporting the floor.

"Everyone turn in a foot-long scabies potion brewing instructions next week!"

"Now! get out of class is over!" he growled.

Under Snape's murderous gaze, the young wizards rushed out in a swarm, fearing that they would be too late.

Ron, Hermione, and Neville waited at the door for a while, and Harry was the last to leave the classroom after about a minute or two.

"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault."

Neville's eyes filled with tears, and he kept saying sorry to Harry.

"No, no, don't be like this Neville."

Harry patted Neville on the back reassuringly, and then said consolingly: "Professor Snape won't deduct our points, it was just an accident, just be more careful in the future, Professor. Although he is very strict, but People are not bad."

"Really?" Neville rubbed the corners of his red eyes and looked at Harry.

"Well, really, the professor promised me." Harry replied cheerfully.

"Then let's go now! Hagrid is still waiting for us."

(The temperature difference in the past two days is too big, 30 in the daytime, 10+ in the evening, and I caught a cold. I will update 3K8 today, please forgive me.)
(End of this chapter)