Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 124 Grinding and Cutting
In the basement classroom, in Potions class.Snape was standing in front of the desk with his hands propped up, talking eloquently, his eyes lowered and he kept scanning below.

In his class, no one dared to speak, not even the Slytherins.

Most of the Slytherin students sat in the back, especially Malfoy and his party. They sat in the last row of the classroom, and then looked at Harry and the others sitting in the first row, snickering constantly.

Ron thought to himself, "I'm so stupid. I knew that Malfoy and the others would squeeze us under Snape's nose on purpose, but I didn't rush to the classroom to grab a seat." Thinking, he still gently Pounded the table.

Harry sat next to him, staring blankly at the front, he didn't listen to a word Snape said, and now what he thought of was the scene he saw last night.

Wood and the team walked into the lounge together. They were soaked, rain and sweat mixed on their bodies, covered in mud, and there was no smile on their faces, only exhaustion.

How much he wants to train with them, Wood and the others are still waiting for him.But I still haven't learned the waterproof and anti-humidity charm, and it rains all the time in October in the UK, almost non-stop.

"Harry Potter!" A low growl interrupted his memory.

Hearing the sound, Hareton felt uncomfortable, and looked up following the sound, and saw Snape staring at him with a dark face.

"Why have you been staring at my waist? Is there a recipe for a good potion written on my belt?" Snape said slowly.The laughter of Malfoy and the others came from behind in a timely manner, just like Snape's flattery.

It was not known whether they were laughing at Harry or the name of the potion.After all, this potion is called delicious.

Harry panicked, lowered his head and handed a pain mask to Ron.

Ron could only pretend not to see Harry's eyes, and lowered his head.

Seeing this, Harry could only bite the bullet and say, "Professor, I'm listening to your lecture!"

Snape's face darkened again when he heard Harry's answer.A smile twisted from the corner of his mouth. "Oh, then tell me what I just said?!"

Hermione raised her hands high behind her, her body tensed, ready to jump up like a spring at any time.

Harry stood up stiffly, lowered his head and said, "You just said how to prepare the potion!"

Nonsense, this class is all about this!
"Then what did you hear?" Snape almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

"...How to configure it!" Harry's voice became even softer.

"Enough, Potter! It's all nonsense!" Snape yelled, like an erupting volcano. "You didn't hear anything at all. Ten points from Gryffindor! You answer, Augustus."

Hearing this, Malfoy and his party laughed even louder behind them.

what? !

Linde has not yet reacted, his head is still buried behind the book.

Obviously, he was still scolding Harry and deducting points one second, but he was seamlessly connected to him in the next second.This made him a little confused.

But he stood up quickly.

"Eh..." Linde thought about the question Snape asked just now, "Take the potion well, it is a potion used in daily life, and it is usually preserved and used in the form of drops.

Its function is to make food more delicious and more intense, and it can be regarded as a flavor enhancer.

If you take it orally directly, you will feel thousands of flavors bursting in your mouth, and finally mixed into a strong irritating sour and bitter taste. "

Snape passed Harry, walked down the podium and came to Linde, "Very well, what about the production method?" After finishing speaking, without looking back, Snape naturally shouted, "Potter, did I let you sit down?" ?”

Lynde glanced in Harry's direction and saw his bent knees spring up again.

Snape's class was like a siege.Harry, who was standing, wanted to sit down, and Hermione, who was sitting, wanted to stand up.

Thinking about it, Linde's mouth didn't stop, "The three lacewings took the fat tails, and then ground the phlegm beans into fine powder..."

Hermione couldn't bear it any longer, and muttered softly, "Wrong, wrong!"

Both Linde and Snape looked at Hermione, and it took Linde a moment to realize.

Grinding it into fine powder is one of the methods of processing medicinal materials learned in the book "Half-Blood Prince".

When our need for a medicinal material is to reduce its volume so that it can quickly react with other potions, the common method is to cut it into small pieces.

But Snape's method was more efficient, ground down.

So the way they deal with the negative sputum beans recorded in the book is: cut into small pieces.

"Granger, do you have anything to correct what Augustus said?" Snape said bluntly.

"Should be cut into pieces, not ground into powder." Hermione stood up and said loudly, speaking quickly.

Snape waved his robes and returned to the lectern. "Sit down!" He'd never taught anyone the little tricks he'd honed in on in his class.

And he dared to say that if you let every potion master teach them, they would never teach their little skills casually.

These little tricks seem to only play a supporting role, but in the process of refining high-difficulty potions, these little tricks can seriously affect the success or failure of potion refining.

As for Linde, he himself knew how to question the books in the second grade, trace the source one by one to understand the role of these steps in the potion refining process, and then question and boldly improve.

very good!

Snape admired in his heart.He didn't know that this was something Linde learned after getting his book.Otherwise, based on Linde's own attitude towards Potions class, even if his train of thought is correct, it is impossible to accumulate so much experience to learn these little skills.

Then Snape looked around seriously, and waited until the underground classroom could hear a needle drop before he opened his mouth slowly.

"Both of you are right! Our method of processing a medicinal material comes from our needs. Because we want the phlegm bean juice and its meat to react with the potion quickly. So we use the method of dicing.

But when we are sure to control the variables, it can be sliced ​​or ground.These are all available. "After speaking, he looked at Hermione,
"Granger, the knowledge in books is correct, but not the only correct one. At some point, we need to look at it dialectically, instead of insisting that what others say is wrong."

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject, "Augustus, since you have mentioned this method, then today you will prepare this potion for me according to your own method, if it fails..." Snape didn't Continue to say the following words, but anyone can understand the maliciousness in the tone.

"And you! Potter, since you don't even listen to the class, I want to see if you can succeed!" After finishing speaking, he looked around, "What are you still doing? Do you want me to call three two one to start? "

As soon as the voice fell, the originally depressed classroom boiled up instantly, and the little wizards in groups of two and two began to move in a hurry.

Linde also stood up, looked down at his immobile right hand with a stiff neck, and then looked at Snape stiffly.

He did it on purpose, right?I'm just saying, I can't even move my hands, how can I adjust the medicine!
After finishing speaking, he looked at Jane who was on the sidelines and didn't know what happened.

Linde didn't know whether to trust her or not. Every potion class was basically controlled by Linde himself, and she basically didn't need to do anything.

But now my right hand is useless, and my left hand is not dominant, so it is difficult to perform precise operations, so I can only count on Jane.

He looked at Jane's dull face, and patted her shoulder with his only left hand.

"I have only one hope

Don't explode! "

(End of this chapter)