trainer at hogwarts

The core idea of ​​the Potions class is to brew a successful potion, so the production process quickly started.

Today's lesson is about working in pairs to mix and prepare a simple potion to treat scabies.

Maurice and Simon are in a group, and Sol and James are in a group.

Simon complained while crushing the snake's fangs: "Next, we have to cook slugs with tentacles. It makes me sick just thinking about it. Why is there such a course?"

Morris squinted at the dried nettles and said, "I think it's quite similar to traditional Chinese medicine, except that it has some weird raw materials."

"Chinese medicine" Simon was puzzled.

Morris nodded: "Traditional Chinese medicine also weighs the herbs like this and cooks them according to the formula. There is no step of handling the animals. Emmm, this reminds me of hot pot."

Simon blinked and said in confusion: "I'm afraid I don't understand Morris very well."

"It's okay." Morris patted Simon on the shoulder, "This is what Professor Chen told me. You know, he is from the East."

Simon seemed to understand: "So that's it? The East is so magical."

"There is something even more magical." Morris said lightly.

In the classroom, Snape was like a black ghost, floating among the students. Sometimes he was taunting here, and sometimes he was the fire captain there. From time to time, he could still hear the roar of this ghost.

Morris shook his head. This class of students was not very smart, and they couldn't even make such a simple potion.

"Will we succeed?" Simon stared at the pot without blinking, for fear that it would explode if he said anything wrong.

Morris began to clean up the table: "Every step is according to the script. If it explodes, it won't be our problem."

Simon responded: "Whose problem is that?"

Morris looked up at the sky and said with emotion: "It's all the time's fault."

Simon:

"You seem very confident, Mr. Hill." A sinister voice sounded from behind.

Morris' lips twitched and he turned to look at Snape. In fact, this professor’s temperament, clothes and appearance are quite suitable for the winery.

Snape said with a touch of disdain: "The potion has not been prepared yet, and the proud Mr. Hill is already preparing to leave get out of class."

Morris's face turned dark. Can this man speak?

He is such a knowledgeable professor, but it’s a pity that he has a long mouth.

"Professor, we succeeded." Simon pointed to the pot cautiously.

"Ha." Snape didn't even look at it: "I hope you will have such good luck next time."

A smile suddenly appeared on Morris's face: "Professor, do you know what art is?"

Snape looked indifferent: "What do you want to express?"

"Art is an explosion"

The students around were shocked. They saw with their own eyes that Professor Snape's face changed from pale to cyan, then purple, and finally as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Thirty points from Hufflepuff. As for you, Maurice Hill, you contradicted the professor and were imprisoned for three months. I will tell Moppona personally." Snape said every word in a voice without any emotion. Announce this.

He turned to the other students and roared: "What are you still doing standing there? The potion is finished?"

Simon: "Warrior"

Thor came closer: "Warrior"

James gave a thumbs up: "Warriors"

The surrounding Hufflepuff students showed admiration. They don't care too much about how many points they have. Anyway, being at the bottom is not a matter of one or two years.

Morris wasn't venting his anger about what happened before, and he wasn't really 11 years old.

He was betting that Snape would give him a long detention rather than drop him out and be impressed. If Snape was really angry and wanted to quit his school, he would still have his own dean and two other talented professors to protect him.

Trying to impress an experienced but eccentric professor requires either being very good or very bad. Of course, it would be better if you are good enough but very naughty

If it hadn't been for the conversation with Chen Chen last night, Morris wouldn't have asked for trouble like this, but Voldemort's strengthening made his mentality change a little bit.

If the salted fish is not turned over, it will become burnt.

The growth of one's own magic power mainly depends on age, talent and cheats. Hard work is not very useful. But potions are different. There is no upper limit for this thing.

The easiest place in Hogwarts to get access to all kinds of potions is of course Snape's office.

Taking a step back, if Snape wasn't prepared to take him with him himself, it would be a good idea to leave it to Hagrid. You can gain favor with Hagrid, the plot NPC, and Morris is confident that he can turn the entire Forbidden Forest into his own back garden.

Even worse, being thrown to Filch. So what to do? It's a big deal, but it's gold mining. Filch's shipment rate is a bit low. I've released a Marauder's Map based on the original work. I hope the explosion rate can be higher two years in advance. The main strategy is to bribe the good Mrs. Norris, and then use Filch as a shield to train him.

May God favor me as a European

As I was walking back to the lounge with my roommates, an unknown classmate came over.

"Hill, Professor Sprout asked you to come over once."

It seemed that Snape was done.

I smiled and said "It's okay" and "It's not a big problem" to my three concerned roommates a few times, and then I went to the greenhouse coolly.

"Maurice has sacrificed so much for us," Simon muttered.

Saul smacked his lips and said, "Let me tell you, Morris is really awesome."

"Am I the only one who thinks he has other intentions?" James looked at the two brothers.

"We are all brothers, we just need to support you." Sol yawned, "I got up too early in the morning, I have to go back and catch up on my sleep now."

Simon: What are you two talking about?

At this time, Morris was standing in front of Professor Sprout with an innocent face: "I really don't mean anything else, Professor, this sentence belongs to our Muggle community. I think I am just having a friendly academic exchange." , I really didn’t expect Professor Snape to be so angry.”

Sprout looked at the cute boy in front of him with a look of I don't know, I didn't mean it, and sighed: "Professor Snape is very angry. I can't help you with this. You still have to be locked up. I'll ask if you can." It can't be relieved. Alas, this Severus is really, why bother with a child?"

The more Morris spoke, the more moved he became, and he squeezed out a few tears: "I will never speak Muggle words in front of Professor Snape in the future. I didn't know he would dislike me so much. I will apologize later."