Dynavale and Hogwarts

Justin, Ernie and others had just entered the classroom and sat down when Professor Snape glided in like a bat wearing a black cloak.

"You are here to learn the precise science and craftsmanship of potion making." His voice was a whisper, but everyone could hear every word.

"Before the formal class, I want to make it clear that there are many Muggles here. I advise you not to give potions to your relatives, or to place potions randomly to cause them to take them by mistake, because sometimes even a drop of it will cause them to take it. Their lives." Professor Snape patrolled the classroom and saw with satisfaction that many students turned pale.

At this time, Dana felt something protruding into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and immediately entered a meditative state. He saw a hook in the consciousness space constantly piercing into the sea, trying to catch something.

Dana figured there wouldn't be any problem given the depth the hook penetrated. With the idea that more is worse than less, I didn't pay much attention to it. I just glanced at Professor Snape and met his unfathomable eyes.

"I don't expect you to understand the wonders of potion preparation, nor do I expect you to truly understand the precise science involved, but in my class, I don't mind if you can't strictly follow my requirements. I'll give you my own potion, even if you end up in the hospital for a few weeks." Professor Snape's voice sounded like the hiss of a poisonous snake in everyone's ears.

Everyone's faces became paler, and some girls were so frightened that they seemed about to cry. The professor was very satisfied with the effect of these words, and Dana could see a faint smile in his eyes.

Dana felt the hook in the conscious space penetrate deeper, and couldn't help but feel a little angry. This isn't over yet. I don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of it either.

So Dana took the initiative to stir up the seawater near the hook, forming a whirlpool: the hook was either broken into pieces or thrown out. Dana felt the hook finally retreat and escape from his conscious space.

Dana felt Snape's eyes staring at the name on his school uniform, and heard him continue: "I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death, but there must be one thing, that is, you are not someone I often meet. Only the kind of idiots and idiots who arrived.”

"Well," Snape said suddenly, "what would I get if I added narcissus root powder to a mugwort infusion?"

Dana didn't realize that Snape was calling him, not using modal particles, until he saw Snape staring at her.

"It's a dose of water of life and death, a very powerful sleeping pill. Professor" Dana replied quickly.

"If I asked you to find a piece of bezoar, where would you look for it?" Snape motioned for Dana to continue answering.

"In the stomach of cows, it is often used to detoxify. Professor"

Snape raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "What is the difference between Zhouxing Aconitum and Wolfsbane Aconitum?"

Dana continued to answer: "They are a kind of plant, collectively called Aconitum. Professor"

Snape said coldly: "Finally I met a student who didn't waste the entire summer vacation on boring things." Then he looked at the entire classroom: "The rest of you, don't you know to record these key points? "

Dana felt a little regretful, after all, he was a little too angry. The mature approach is to fail to answer the last question and give Professor Snape an excuse and space to vent. In recent years, I have been severely beaten by society and have lost my sense of proportion.

No extra points were expected, but he first repelled Snape's Legilimency, and then answered all the questions without blinking, which really offended him. This road is not going to be narrow.

Dana quickly got out of the mood of self-pity and began to carefully observe Snape's entire configuration process, distinguishing whether there was any difference from the configuration process in the textbook. It's rare to have a potion master in front of you, and you would be a fool not to study hard.

At the end of the course, Snape asked the students to work in pairs to prepare the potion they had just learned to treat scabies.

The number of Hufflepuff students was an odd number, so Dana found Jarvan from Ravenclaw to form a group. Jarvan's flawless wand movements in the wand shop left a deep impression on Dana.

Definitely a team with him

When Dana found Jiawen, Jiawen happily nodded in agreement. Dana thought about it first and found that it was probably because the potion was relatively simple. Snape had not made any improvements in the process, but some of the techniques seemed a bit subtle.

The two of them lit the fire together, placed it under the crucible, and then put the slugs into the crucible to steam them. Dana learned from Snape's method of controlling flames, and while using his eyes, he pulled out a bit of spirit from the sea of ​​consciousness to observe the changes in the crucible.

Different from what can be seen with the naked eye, the spirit feels that the magic power in the slug is constantly changing in the crucible with the cooking process, from dead to active, to riot, to silence.

Just when Dana felt that the magic power in the crucible was almost stable, he heard Jiawen say: "Ten minutes are up." Then he handed Dana the weighed dried nettles and crushed snake fangs.

Dana nodded and placed them in the cauldron. Dana's spirit sensed that different magic powers collided, absorbed, and merged in the crucible, and there were indeed all kinds of wonders. When all the magic power formed a structure and became more and more active, Jarvan, who had been observing the solution, said: "The color is almost just right."

One was busy putting out the fire and the other was busy moving the fire away. Dana and Jiawen looked at each other and both laughed. The final addition of porcupine quills made the entire solution clear and transparent, and in Dana's spiritual perception, the last magic power was like a rope that strengthened the previous magic structure and became more stable. Successful

Snape, who came over at some point, took one look at the prepared potion and left without saying a word.

Dana stretched out his hand to give Jiawen a high-five to celebrate, but heard Jiawen say: "Thanks to me. Dana, when you were steaming the slugs just now, you didn't look at the hourglass, so I reminded you that the time is up."

Dana's excitement cooled down, and he retracted his outstretched hand in embarrassment. It's not that I don't look at the time, but it's more accurate to observe the magic reaction. It’s just that this is my first time trying it, so I can’t tell you yet.

Just as he was depressed, Jiawen continued to say: "Compared with removing the alcohol lamp, extinguishing the alcohol lamp can save at least two seconds, so that the porcupine quills can be inserted as soon as possible."

Okay, you have a point. Dana removed his blank gaze and looked around, wanting to end this conversation. It turned out that I wanted to celebrate, but why did it turn out like this? You didn’t see my frozen smile.

Jiawen was still chattering: "Just be more careful. Professor Snape has been staring at you from behind just now, trying to find trouble. Fortunately, I am smart."

Dana looked at Jiawen's proud face and really wanted to scold him. Neither of us has emotional intelligence, so why don't we have any idea in our hearts? What you said makes sense, but I just don't want to hear it.

"When dealing with this kid in the future, it's better not to let him speak less." Dana reflected heartbrokenly.

Fortunately, the class is over at this time.

Everyone fled out of the classroom with fearful expressions on their faces. No one wanted to apply the colorful potion that they had prepared on themselves, which obviously looked wrong.

Dana and Jiawen walked slowly at the end.

Jarvan said: "Although you are not as smart as me, you should be sorted into Ravenclaw."

Dana murmured in her heart, was this a compliment to me, or was it a disservice to my Ravenclaw sense of superiority? She shrugged: "I think Hufflepuff is pretty good."

Without waiting for Jiawen to speak, he continued: "By the way, I plan to explore the castle after 3:30 in the afternoon. I might find some secret rooms, secret passages, etc. Will you join?"

Jarvan nodded.

"Then we'll meet here in the hall at 3:40." Ending the conversation neatly, Dana and Jiawen parted ways in the restaurant and walked to the long tables of their respective colleges.

You should be in a happy mood when eating so that the food can be nutritious, right?