Chapter 66: You raise rats. No wonder you can’t receive news.
Snape looked with satisfaction at the pair of students who appeared at the door of his office.
A smart little Gryffindor witch and a somewhat talented Slytherin wizard. Sure enough, this is a perfect match, it smells good!
“Mr. Phoenix!”
“What are you still doing standing outside?”
“Miss Granger, would you like a cup of coffee or gordigan tea and pumpkin juice? Snape thought for a while:”I also have some wine brewed by the house elves in the kitchen.”
“But don’t drink too much.”
The iceberg on Snape’s face was melting. Under the dim light, his eyes were full of kindness.
“Professor, what are my options?”
“The coffee is over there, pour it yourself, I don’t want you to fall asleep while copying my notes!”
Snape looked back at White and said angrily.
White sat on the stool and looked at Snape who was still asking Hermione where she was studying. Professor Snape, you are so strange that it scares me.
“Okay, let’s get to the point.”
Snape coughed and took out a small volume of notes, which was just the tip of the iceberg that White saw last time.
“Mr. Phoenix, Miss Granger, please transcribe this.”
“If you don’t understand anything, you can ask me. Of course, I don’t think you can understand the content.”
“Of course, if you finish in advance, I will pull out some potions that you are interested in and explain them.”
After saying that, Professor Snape picked up a book and sat by the fire, reading slowly. White and Hermione began to write hard in the long night…….
During this long night, Harry lay on his bed rolling back and forth. He had a godfather, or was he still a good friend of his parents. Would he pick him up from his aunt’s house?
Harry thought about it and fell asleep amidst the sounds of Neville and Seamus chasing each other.
In his dream, he dreamed of a black dog accompanying him on the vast lawn looking at the stars. The sky is filled with shooting stars, and the night style is extremely cool.
He no longer had to listen to Dudley jumping up and down the stairs on purpose, nor would his aunt order him to do some hard work. Even if I can only do this in the future, look up at the stars in the wilderness, and start catching mice on the grass when I get hungry…….
“Finished?”
Snape glanced at the copybook handed over by White.
“Yes, no slacking off.”
Snape praised him without saltiness.
As for Hermione, the smart little witch naturally has some special treatment. I like to tell the truth.
Snape put down the book in his hand and glanced at White
“Is there anything you want to know about potions, or are there any potions you are interested in?”
“Professor, I really do.”
White said with some embarrassment.
“Professor, is there any potion that can quickly restore the body’s massive consumption after drinking it?”
Snape glanced at White.
He could tell at a glance why White asked this question.
“Are you asking for those little Slytherin wizards?”
Snape spoke and White nodded.
“If it’s just that level, just ask Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse.”
Snape sneered.
He laughed at White for not cherishing the opportunity.
“Of course it’s okay to ask Madam Pomfrey, but I still think it’s more professional to teach you.”
“Have you forgotten, back then I really admired Potions class?”
“I think potions can be boiled······”
Snape frowned, remembering the last time he lost his temper in front of White, and quickly raised his hand to stop him.
“alright!”
“I see!”
Snape said and turned to look at Hermione.
“What about you, are you interested in finding out?”
Hermione stayed for a while, turned to look at White, and then nodded heavily.
“Professor, just tell me!”
Snape felt the tip of his tongue sore, as if he had swallowed bitter almonds.
“Well, there’s really nothing we can do about it.”
Snape took out his wand and knocked on the top of the fireplace, and a small door appeared on the wall.
Snape opened the small door, and White could see that there were many medicinal materials densely packed inside the small door. Of course, there were also George and Ford. Red, who was thinking about the Frob Armyworm, waved his wand, and a small cauldron and many medicinal materials flew out.
“Vitality tonic.”
Snape said, already starting to light the fire.
“It only requires salamander blood and bee water to prepare”
“Of course, pay attention to the proportions.”
“Salamander Blood Has Hilarious Healing and Healing Effects”
“Salamanders generally don’t care for flames, just like ash snakes·····”
Snape began to explain the use of potions while handling the medicinal materials in ways different from those introduced in the book. After White listened carefully, [Ding, a new skill has been detected!] appeared on the panel.】
【Skill: Vitality Tonic [Third Level]] is out!
White didn’t hesitate. add a bit!
【Skill: Vitality Tonic [One Hundred, Broken Red Crystal] White glanced at the entry.
Red Crystal is a kind of dew drop that grows in another world. After taking it, it can permanently strengthen the human body.
Adding points to White’s entry can only slightly and permanently enhance the user’s physical fitness. Although each drinker can only trigger the entry effect once per day.
But, it’s still good stuff!
It was something White never expected to be able to write such a growth entry. Potions class, you really gave me a big shock
【Ding, the host title template is completed [2/5】】
“Do you know?”
White nodded, and Snape’s face darkened.
“Now that you know how to do it, next time you need to cook it yourself. After all, you are training Slytherin’s little wizards. If you need it, you can come to me to get the operation. Don’t bother others, you know?”
Snape drove White and Hermione out of the door with an unhappy look on his face.
“By the way, White Phoenix, the Quidditch selection begins next week. You and Marcus Flint will be responsible for selecting the new class of Quidditch players.”
“You can lose to anyone, but you can’t lose·······”
Snape glanced at Hermione but said nothing and closed the door.
“Hey, the little wizard is really impetuous now.”
Snape sighed. He just told it once, and White said that he could do it. He probably didn’t want to lose face in front of the little Gryffindor witch.
“If he comes next time and doesn’t know how to cook it, don’t blame me.”
Snape snorted coldly…….
“White, why did Professor Snape look at me last?”
Hermione was a little curious.
Professor Snape tonight was not as scary as the little Gryffindor wizards said. He looked kind.
Of course, excluding the last look, that faint sense of hostility made Hermione Feeling uncomfortable. Not to mention Snape.
Last year, Gryffindor lost to Slytherin for several weeks. Of course, in addition to the ancient hatred between the houses, Snape himself also had a bad relationship hanging in the Gryffindor prize room with James Potter.
How could Snape tolerate Slytherin losing to Gryffindor at Quidditch, with the name of Findor’s best Chaser shining brightly in a sea of gold and red ?
“It may not be specifically aimed at you.”
White didn’t dare to look directly at Hermione and stared directly at the torch on the wall, and continued:”It’s definitely not aimed at you. You see, Professor Snape didn’t even mention the name of the college. It’s probably just to say something…..”
“This time, Slytherin’s Quidditch team will advance to the finals without losing a single game.”
White sent Hermione back to the Gryffindor lounge.
He turned around and walked towards the Quidditch pitch. The game is just a game, and it can’t delay me getting points!”……
Sunday of Week 1 was the last day left before Quidditch tryouts started.
After White attended the Charms Club, he hurriedly avoided Pansy and Hermione who were coming towards him. Enter the Slytherin common room.
At this time, there were many people in the lounge.
White had asked the then senior Slytherins to pass messages to each other last night.
Today, everyone in Slytherin who wanted to participate in the Quidditch game had a small meeting in the common room in the morning. White looked around and there were many people coming, but there were also a few who didn’t come.
For example, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team named by Snape, Marcus Flint.
White had noticed the character who looked like an orangutan when he first started working on it…….
Without thinking, I called for a meeting now. Seeing that it was almost time, someone came earlier than me? White sat on a sofa in the center of the common room with a book.
The surroundings were filled with Slytherin seniors.
Draco Malfoy took Goyle and Crabbe back and forth among the crowd, acting as waiters.
White glanced at the clock hanging on the wall:”Okay, let’s start. Those who are late will automatically forfeit.””
“Draco moved the empty chair away”
“Who will be the host today?”
White stood up and looked around. No one around him dared to look at him.
“Can you all give me your opinion? Don’t all look at me.”
White said with a smile. Although the Slytherins around him were dissatisfied, considering White’s record, they all immediately stopped.
“I am the convener today and do not necessarily need to be the chairperson.”
White looked at no one and nodded with satisfaction. He was about to continue speaking.
“Sorry, sorry, late, late.”
The door to Slytherin’s lounge was pushed open, and a majestic-looking man walked in.
“Little White, I’m sorry. I just received the news and rushed here right away. I didn’t expect it was still too late.”
Marcus Flint arrived belatedly.
As the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, he has always had a lot of say in Slytherin…….
But at the beginning of this semester, the world changed.
A first-year wizard actually defeated more than half of the male wizards in Slytherin, and his reputation is as if he is chasing the mysterious man! If he had to fight White again, Marcus Flint would never dare. White would do whatever he said.
But it was different when it came to Quidditch.
He had led Slytherin to play games over the years, relying on his superb personal qualities to achieve success. In terms of Quidditch, Marcus felt that White was inferior to him. Unexpectedly, Dean Snape actually chose to let White inform everyone.
Instead of yourself!
Marcus felt that everyone should know why Slytherin’s Quidditch team could always beat Gryffindor. So today Marcus made a special trip to visit.
White glanced at Marcus, nodded, and his smile became more friendly.
“The news didn’t arrive?”
“Yes, the news didn’t arrive.”
When Marcus saw White agreeing like this, he despised White even more. Quidditch really can’t be done without me.
“The news didn’t arrive? So what do you use to receive messages?”
Marcus felt something was wrong, but he still had to bite the bullet and said:”I, I use a mouse. I have a mouse specially used to receive letters.”
“mouse!”
“The person we are sitting with has a pet to receive messages, either a cat or an owl. You use a mouse. No wonder you are slow to receive messages.”
White looked at Marcus
“If you use a mouse to receive mail, you are not qualified to participate in today’s discussion.”
Marcus felt a killing intent and couldn’t help but frown and lowered his head.
“Just find a seat and sit.”
Marcus looked around as if he was amnesty.
There was already a burst of snickering around him.
Except for the central sofa behind White, Marcus looked around and there were no empty sofas around him.
“Can you find it? White asked with a smile.
Marcus was sweating coldly. He regretted that he had nothing to do today.
“No, no.”
White pointed to the clock hanging on the wall.
“If you step in and attend the meeting, it means you don’t pay attention to the meeting, and you look down on the Quidditch game.”
“You look down on the Quidditch game, why do you want me to save a spot for you!”
White snorted coldly, and the domain expanded.
Everyone in the entire Slytherin common room could feel a powerful sense of pressure coming on.
White sat on the sofa.
Several little wizards who were still secretly laughing , now being suppressed by the sudden gravity, they were sitting on the sofa with difficulty.
The silent space made everyone’s hearts tremble.
They could not resist or look directly at that person, they could only bow their heads.
“Get back!”
“When Slytherin can’t even find a substitute player, you come to interview again!”
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