Hogwarts snake in the mist

Snape paused and said, "Potter, because you contradicted the teacher, Gryffindor will deduct another point for this."

"You" Harry wanted to say something else, but Ron pulled him to sit down. "Don't be ridiculous. I heard that Snape is very unreasonable."

The whole class was lifeless.Professor Snape divided all the students into pairs according to their houses, except Eric and Harry.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with Potter. Why don't you team up with him?" Snape squinted, and a low, sarcastic voice reached Eric's ears.

Eric and Snape looked at each other for half a minute, and then, in full view of everyone, sat down over there where the Gryffindor students belonged, next to Harry Potter.

The Slytherin table behind him began to whisper, nothing more than discussing Eric.

"Eric, I hurt you this time."

Harry suddenly regretted why he hadn't spent more time with the book A Thousand Magic Herbs and Fungi.

If he could know more about these things, Eric wouldn't fall into this situation just to help himself.

He could hear the Slytherins in the back, calling Eric Gryffindor's lackey.

"It doesn't matter." Eric's expression was as usual. He just let Professor Snape see the powder on purpose.

Logically speaking, he could convert the shadow energy from powder to gaseous state and then take it back.

He did this just to make Professor Snape criticize him, and to let Harry know who was secretly helping him.

.Only when Eric was criticized by Snape would Harry feel remorseful and invisibly owe a favor.

Although doing this may bring disrepute to him in the Snake House, think about it, in order to help Gryffindor deduct points for their own house, those little snakes don't like the Lion House at all. This behavior is no different from betrayal.

But Eric doesn't need to have a good relationship with other people in the Snake Yard. He never does unnecessary things.Socializing with those bigger kids and looking down on them all day long would be better spent practicing magic spells.

Snape, dragging his long black robes around, directed them in mixing a simple potion to cure scabies.

"The slugs with tentacles must be steamed first, and the snake's fangs must be ground into powder." Eric repeated the process in his mouth, and kept moving his hands, putting the slugs with tentacles into the crucible and covering it, slowly Cook slowly.

He felt that it was just like cooking, except that it was more detailed and the steps and ingredients put in were more precise, so Eric also made the potion more carefully.

"The main body of the soup is tender and juicy slugs, and then we will add dried nettles and fang powder to enhance the flavor." Eric turned into a food anchor and muttered quietly while adding a fixed portion of ingredients.

The potion in the crucible began to turn milky white.

“Great cream of slug soup is coming out soon, but we have one last step, which is topping it with delicious cheesy porcupine quills.”

He took the crucible away from the fire and looked at the milky white soup. Oh no, the surface of the milky white potion gradually calmed down.

Picking up five porcupine quills, Eric sprinkled the porcupine quills, imitating the way a five-star chef would sprinkle the condiments at the end.

After swallowing the porcupine quill with a slurp of potion, the color began to become cloudy and finally settled at brown-red.Successfully promoted from cream slug soup to red bean slug soup.

"Barely pass."

Professor Snape's voice suddenly drifted to Eric's ear.At some point, Professor Snape came to him.

"As for you, Potter, the slugs with tentacles need to be cooked for at least three to 10 minutes before you can proceed to the next step."

The potion in Harry's cauldron had turned dark red, looked like ketchup, and smelled pungently like paint.

Then Professor Snape showed everyone the perfect steps for Draco to cook slugs, and Neville had another accident, exploding Seamus' cauldron, and was covered in red and swollen boils.

It's just that this time Professor Snape didn't deduct points from Gryffindor. It seemed that the person next to Neville was a Slytherin student instead of Harry.

That's how the potions class ended.Eric estimated his potion talent, which was probably above average.Professor Snape's words are not considered as a reference for the time being.

At that time, there were only three or four people who made brown-red potions like his.

Except for Hermione, Draco and him, there was also a little Slytherin girl. Although the rest of them were all made, the colors were wrong and they all had some smell.

Therefore, Eric could judge that when Snape said this sentence, most of it was his dislike of him, and the remaining small part was his true level.

"It's definitely passed, but it's not good enough and it's just ordinary quality." Eric said to himself, looking at the potion put in the glass bottle.

Although Professor Snape asked everyone to throw away their potions, he secretly filled some potions in a glass bottle.These potions are very common and common, and they are purely used to practice preparing potions.

The collection is just for commemoration and serves as a standard and comparison template for future potion practice.

"If making potions is like cooking, wouldn't I become a gourmet in another world?" Eric inexplicably thought of a certain gourmand who liked Ollie.

Ah, but when Lao Ganma actually makes it, he will really be a gourmet from another world.

"Eric, you are so amazing. You can actually know the questions that Professor Snape asked."

Ron and Harry walked beside him. "I just happened to bring a book, and I couldn't stand Professor Snape making things difficult for Harry."

"Snape did it on purpose. He always turned towards Slytherins during class, especially Draco." Ron shrugged, "I really don't know where Draco's steps of cooking slugs are perfect."

"And Slytherin, what they did was a mess, Professor Snape kept criticizing us without even talking about them."

"It seems that I am the only Slytherin that Professor Snape doesn't like," Eric joked.

"Of course, you're the only Slytherin who didn't make a mess of the potion."

"You are still the only Slytherin who has the best relationship with Gryffindor."

Harry and Ron were making noises, completely forgetting the discomfort Professor Snape had caused them just now. "By the way, we are going to meet Hagrid later, let's go together." Harry invited.

"Ya Ya, step back, Ya Ya." Hagra grabbed the big dog he raised and opened the door for the three of them. "This is Ron, and this is Eric, who we met before." Harry led the two of them to sit down.

Hagrid served the rock cake and was busy pouring water into the teapot.Then there was Ron and Harry once again complaining about Snape's favoritism, and Hagrid inadvertently revealed the news about the theft of Gringotts.

Philosopher's Stone? Eric drank tea quietly.