Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 109 Ron and Victor

The first class on Tuesday morning was Potions class. Harry, Ron and Hermione came to the basement classroom of Potions class as usual. The furnishings in the room did not change significantly, but the return of Professor Slughorn brought The warm fire made the basement classroom not as dark and cold as before.

Professor Slughorn arrived late, fattened by his leisurely retirement, with a bulging belly and shuddering flesh that made him look like a walrus wriggling on the beach.

He struggled up to the podium, and the Slytherins all stood up to applaud him. Pansy Parkinson stood in the front row by the cauldron, and Harry could hear her say to Professor Slughorn under the cover of applause: "Professor, we are all eager for your return. Do you know who the new dean Dumbledore invited for us is?"

Professor Slughorn smiled and waved his hands quickly, signaling Parkinson to stop talking, but Harry could see that such a set of warm flattery worked well on Professor Slughorn.

The Slytherin students stopped applauding, and the classroom was silent. They were all expecting Professor Slughorn's response, but he said tactfully, "Thank you, thank you... Yes, every teacher has their own style... Well, I heard from Professor Snape that the antidote is already covered in the fourth grade class, isn't it?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione all nodded subconsciously.

"Very good! Thank you Harry and Hermione for actively participating in the class!" Professor Slughorn completely ignored Ron. Of course, he probably didn't remember Ron's name. He bent down with difficulty, opened the cabinet, and took out A stack of "Common Potion Making, Level [-]" was distributed to the students.

"I noticed that Severus only asked for a reference book "Thousands of Wonderful Herbs and Fungi", and did not ask everyone to buy textbooks. Thanks to dear Peter, who conjured up these for me with his wonderful original magic Temporary textbook, now please turn to the chapter on antidote, we will make the antidote for the swelling potion today."

The classroom fell silent, and the students read the textbooks one after another and followed the steps. After about 10 minutes, Harry's antidote had successfully shown the azure blue color mentioned in the book, and Hermione's progress was similar to Harry's. Eun followed Harry's every move, sweating profusely, but he didn't cook the fish eyes well enough, and the bottom of his cauldron smeared.

Slughorn went down to review the students' potions, and he walked right up to Harry and Hermione's cauldron, looking up expectantly.

"Great, perfect operation, add [-] points to Gryffindor!" He said happily, "It seems that Severus taught you very well, it's no wonder... I rarely meet people with such talent High students..."

He patted Harry and Hermione on the shoulder enthusiastically, skipped over Ron, and stepped back a little as he passed Ron's cauldron, lest the black smoke from the cauldron stain his brand new silk shirt.

Malfoy was more at ease than he had been in Snape's Potions class, looking down and stirring his own potion, ignoring Crabbe and Goyle's flaming cauldrons.

Harry noticed that Draco was wearing an Ouroboros ring on his left index finger, which puzzled him. Draco shouldn't be so interested in the Defense Against the Dark Arts Club.

When the get out of class bell rang, the Slytherin students gathered around the podium one after another, humbly chatting with Professor Slughorn and reminiscing about the old days. It was obvious that they missed this honorable dean very much.

"Professor, do you remember my father?" Theodore Nott said solemnly, "He missed you very much during your retirement."

"Ah, yes," said Professor Slughorn with evasive eyes. "It's such a pity. We may not have a good chance to contact each other in the future..."

At this time Harry, Ron and Hermione passed the podium and walked out of the classroom, but Professor Slughorn stopped them enthusiastically.

"Harry, Hermione," he glanced at Ron, as if he didn't think it would be good to leave Ron alone, "Uh... Ralph?"

Ron's face was red to the tips of his ears, "Sir, my name is Ronald..." he corrected in a low voice.

"Oh," it's hard to say whether Professor Slughorn heard Ron's words clearly, "I've moved to an office on the third floor now, if you have any questions about Potions, feel free to ask me, welcome Come and have a drink with me anytime, now, go outside! What a fine day it is!"

Leaving the basement classroom, Ron was unavoidably depressed. There were no other classes in the morning, so the three of them went for a walk by the Black Lake. The sun was shining today, and the big ship Durmstrang docked quietly on the shore, its black sails fluttering in the wind. Slightly flick.

"Hi! H-M-Won!" came a deep voice behind them.

"Victor?" Hermione turned her head in surprise, and saw Victor Krum. He had a strong figure, showing well-developed chest muscles, and he was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks.

Ron stood beside Harry stiffly, grasping Harry's hand tightly, and unconsciously dug his palm with his nails, Harry pulled his hand back with an ouch in pain.

Krum saw Harry too, and he came over to shake Harry's hand awkwardly.

"Potter, you did a good job fighting the dragon," he said in somewhat broken English.

"Thanks, and you too." Harry said shyly, scratching his head.

"Victor, why are you wearing so little on such a cold day?" Hermione asked.

"I'm... exercising, and here in Durmstrang the winters are much colder than this, so we Durmstrang people are not afraid of the cold... Wait, H-M-Won, your companion looks very Not good." Krum pointed to Ron, his thick eyebrows furrowed together.

Ron's face was as red as a cauldron burned by Neville. If Seamus tapped his wand just a little, Ron would explode and burn Hogwarts to the ground.

Hermione glanced at Ron, "Oh, he...he has a bit of a cold, bye, Victor." She said, pulling Harry and Ron towards the castle, Krum stood by them Behind him, he shook his head inexplicably, and then plunged into the frozen lake in early spring.

It wasn't until they reached the foyer that Ron said, "Okay, H-M-Won, your dear little Vivi is an international star, stronger than me, more famous than me, and doesn't screw up Potions." -"

"What are you thinking, we're just saying hello!" Hermione said loudly.

Ron twisted Hermione's hand away, "Okay, then you can stay with little Vivi!"

"Don't call him little Vivi!" Hermione was so angry that she turned her head and ran away. Ron stood there in anger. Harry had just experienced a month of quarreling with his friends, and he didn't want his two friends to quarrel again. .

"Hermione!" Harry started running in the corridor, trying to catch up with her, he rushed around a corner, and with a bang, he slammed into Professor Snape hard.

Snape snorted, and Harry, watching blood flow from his nose and mouth, realized that he had made a catastrophe.

"Professor... I..."

"Potter, which school rule allows students to run wild in the corridors?" Snape hissed. "Wednesday at six o'clock, detention."

(End of this chapter)