I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 38 My mother - ah - no, grandpa! ! !

The last hurray of the holiday, and Owen was not impressed.

Hannah had not returned to school that day.

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The new semester begins.

Everyone got busy.

But one good thing did come to Owen, that is, Dumbledore announced that he would be terminated from extracurricular education.

At the same time, Professor Sprout also announced the lifting of his ban.

He was originally very happy, but Hannah's words suddenly made his mood drop by 39%.

The first day of school, the first class, is Potions

I don’t know what the bastard’s schedule is.

When Owen saw Snape's sinister face again, his whole body felt bad.

What are you doing so early in the morning~~~

Can I die if the sun shines brighter? Can you die?

What's even more unfortunate is that they are in the same class as Gryffindor.

Even before Potions class started, he could already smell some kind of bloodshed.

"I should just pretend to be sick. I may have eaten too much sweets recently and my tooth hurts!" Owen lowered his head and whispered to Hannah in a low voice.

Then - his teeth really hurt.

"Don't make the professor angry, Owen." Hannah still looked worried. The eyes looking at Owen were clear, but confused.

Does he still have toothache?

Of course, her main concern was the Gryffindor Juggernaut classmates. After all, Neville was always unlucky in Snape's class.

Owen turned his head and guessed.

Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw that Neville seemed to have been criticized by Snape for incorrect processing of a certain herb.

Gryffindor unfortunately lost another two points.

"I can pass the final exam with my eyes closed anyway, so why do I have to suffer in class." After saying that, Owen shuddered.

Hogwarts in January is as cold as living in a freezer.

Although the temperature in the lounge was still warm due to the fire, the draft in other places and corridors was worse than a bone scraper, especially the Potions classroom in the dungeon.

Originally, because it was close to the Black Lake, there was a lot of water vapor, and because of Snape's own air-conditioning properties, the magic damage was a little physical. No matter how thickly the little wizards dressed, their hands and feet were still cold.

"Wait a minute - I can graduate directly, why do I still come to school?"

"Aqiu~sniff." A certain little cutie who caught a cold because of the lifting of the ban last night was turning around and trembling, leaning in front of the crucible.

It's all his grandfather Grindelwald's fault.

Who lets him go out for a walk without taking him with him?

Otherwise, he should be enjoying the sun on the beach in the Maldives or looking for ancient ruins in the forests of Albania!

snort!

A slightly angry Owen stirred the two crucibles in front of him with a copper spoon in each hand.

"Mr. Sanchez, what did you do to my cauldron!"

Suddenly, the temperature around Owen dropped sharply, and he knew that Snape had appeared behind him without even raising his head.

knock!

That's why little wizards hate Potions lessons in the winter.

"Professor, this is what you said!" Owen raised his head and covered the crucible with his hands.

"Last Potions class, Ah Qiu~ You said that as long as I can boil the potion of life and death in class, then I dare not care about anything this semester. Ah~~~" Owen, who had not typed out, took a long gulp. Cold air.

"Huh? Really? Why don't I remember it?" Snape sneered and had no intention of admitting it.

Ah!

You know how to play tricks.

Owen pursed his lips and took a deep breath.

Then, expressionlessly, he took out a stack of parchment from his pocket, flipped through a few pages and read: "On December 16, 1991, at 3:51 pm, Professor Snape said: What are you doing, Mr. Sanchez?" Who gave you permission to use your wand in my classroom?"

"Are you also going to evolve into a hairless baboon?"

"Have you finished the potion? How is that possible? Hmph! I'm surprised, Mr. Sanchez. It seems that lying has become a glorious tradition of Hufflepuff."

"Okay, stop making excuses."

"If you can brew a high-purity water of life and death before get out of class ends, you can do whatever you want in my class from now on. If you can't do it, you will be detained for a whole year and sentenced to Thirty points deducted.”

Hearing the sound, Snape's face instantly turned cold, and then his veins began to throb, and he seemed to be furious.

"So, what are you doing now, Mr. Sanchez!"

"Well - on the right side is my medicine, Jiujiujiu Ganmao Ling Granules." The little guy scratched his hands.

"Okay, it's a refreshing drug. Let it cool down. I'll heat it up. The other one - Aqiu~ - is" Owen took a deep breath, "it's the hot pot base. Professor, wait until I boil the water dry. The fat inside It will turn into a paste and become solid after cooling. When you want to eat it next time, just break off a piece and throw it into the hot water." Owen said while lifting the spoon in the crucible.

"Look, we're about to succeed."

In an instant, a rich, spicy smell of roasted meat wafted out unbridled.

Everyone in the Potions classroom could smell it.

"You actually used my cauldron to cook such inferior food in my class? Didn't your parents teach you to respect your teachers?" Snape's voice trembled, and he was already angry.

"Ah Qiu~ Hey~ look - from what you said, isn't the pot just for cooking? Besides, magic potion and hot pot all involve throwing specific materials into the pot at a specific time and at a specific heat, and then It’s cooked with specific stirring and specific time. It seems like, Professor, I’m learning!”

"Shut up! Sanchez!" Snape waved his wand, casting a spell like a hurricane. After the exquisite disappearing spell, Owen's hot pot base, together with the dumplings of countless students at Hogwarts hundreds of years ago, were completely gone. The castle disappears.

"Now! Immediately! Get out of here!" He shouted loudly, even his cheeks were slightly deformed.

"Okay~Okay~Professor~Aqiu~" Holding another cauldron that was heating the refreshing potion, Owen was thinking about the safety of the professor and that Professor Snape's appearance would not be disfigured in his prime.

In order to still have the air conditioner blowing in the summer, he stood up quickly. He raised his head proudly and walked out of the potions classroom as if he had won.

Then

Then he turned the corner and ran to the principal's office.

Use the evil ones to complain first!

"Professor~Aqiu~~" In the principal's office, which had changed its style at this time, Owen sat on the ivy chair, rubbed his eyes, and said with a pretense of grievance: "Professor Snape bullies people."

After taking a gulp of the refreshing potion prescribed to him by Madam Pomfrey, he continued: "He was mocking me for not having parents - wu wu wu - ┭┮﹏┭┮"

"They also said that I am an unevolved baboon. ┭┮﹏┭┮——Aqiu~"

"My only relative now is my grandpa."

"I still remember that when I was a child, one night, it was raining heavily and I had a fever. My mother - ah - no, my grandpa - my grandpa carried me over the mountains and ridges - um - no, turn over. Turn over. .Those who climbed over the railing and ran through the red light should go to a doctor for treatment.”

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Although I am very free today, it is because I am too free. There is a big brother beside me who is always playing with his mobile phone, which makes it difficult for me to code secretly. Lan Shou, Lan Shou~~Aqiu~~