Snakes at Hogwarts

Neville's cauldron explodes.

With a strong hissing sound and several students' exclamations, Neville successfully burned through his first crucible.

A thick, acidic green smoke rose from his cauldron, if the corroded, dark, twisted mass could be called a cauldron.

Almost the whole class stood up and jumped on the stools as if they were running away, because streams of hot liquid were flowing down the broken crucible, and the splashing liquid fell to the ground with a hissing and corrosive sound. The little lion who had no time to dodge was burned by the highly corrosive potion.

As for Neville, who was in the center of the potion's coverage area, the miserable situation was unbearable to describe. The hot potion poured down onto Neville's body along the overturned cauldron, making him scream and scream. Not only that, Red and swollen boils sprouted up one after another on his arms and legs.

This magic potion for treating boils is a very powerful potion. Although the configuration is simple, if there is a slight mistake, a magic potion that can cause boils will be generated.

"Did I tell you that you have to take the cauldron off the fire before you add the porcupine quills?" Snape roared at Neville, who was sobbing without caring about Neville's miserable condition.

He flicked his wand angrily, and Neville's cauldron and the potions on the ground disappeared.

This is a vanishing spell, a type of transfiguration, a very sophisticated magic.

"Even a pig who knows nothing about magic can complete the configuration of the potion as long as he follows the step-by-step instructions I told you."

"Forget it, I know that every year there will be many new idiots coming to this school. Two people will come and send this idiot to the infirmary." Snape waved his hand and stopped paying attention. The stupid guy who burned through the crucible.

"Let me go, Professor Snape, my potion should have been prepared." To everyone's surprise, Andros stepped forward.

He ignored Draco's surprised look beside him and quickly packed his things.Then, under the gaze of Snape's murderous gloomy gaze, the Gryffindor who was in Neville's group helped Neville and left the classroom as if he was fleeing.

Of course Andros couldn't have any kind intentions.

The reason why he offered to take Neville to the infirmary was actually because he didn't want to stay in the dark and damp underground classroom and endure Snape's endless ridicule.

Although it's not entirely directed at him, it's still very upsetting.

I really don’t know why he talks so much as soon as he starts class

Have you been holding it in for too long?

Andros, together with the unknown Gryffindor, took Neville's arm and laboriously led him through the dark underground corridor and along the marble stairs leading to the second floor, which looked like the school nurse's room.

"Thank you, Ender, and Seamus. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have forgotten to take the cauldron off the fire." Neville was still sobbing, and he was miserable now.

On the way to the infirmary, new boils continued to appear on his body.

"It's okay, I forgot to remind you." The Gryffindor named Seamus was also comforting Neville.

He was naturally much smaller than Neville, and it was very difficult to support Neville at this moment.

For some reason, Andros seemed familiar with this name, as if he had heard it somewhere.

It should be a character who appeared in the original work, he thought.

"Thank you, Ender, I shouldn't have avoided you."

"Okay, I also understand your difficulties, so don't talk anymore." Andros interrupted the little fat man. He didn't come out to gain the other party's gratitude.

Because Neville's robe was also stained with potion, they had to be very careful to avoid getting it on their hands.It took them a long time to get the poor guy to Pomfrey.

"Merlin, what's wrong with him?" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed when she saw Neville's miserable state.

This was a witch who looked as stern as Professor McGonagall. In fact, Andros judged that the two of them were probably about the same age.

She wore a white nurse's hat and a black and white nurse's gown.

"There was something wrong when configuring the potion in Professor Snape's Potions class. The potion originally used to treat boils had the opposite effect." Andros explained concisely.

"Damn it, I knew it." After placing Neville on a hospital bed, Madam Pomfrey said to them extremely dissatisfied while rummaging through the shelves filled with a lot of bottles and cans.

"I know that every year there are children who are injured and hospitalized due to the preparation of potions. I really don't know why the school has such a dangerous course. And that damn Quidditch, every year some people break their arms and legs because of it."

Nothing related to magic is not dangerous.

"Here, kid, drink this."

Madam Pomfrey quickly found the potion she needed. Only when facing a patient would she change her previous harshness. Her tone was as gentle as the warm spring breeze on her face.

"Don't worry, it's not a serious matter. I guarantee that you can go back to class in one night at most." She comforted softly.

"You two, you can leave now. What this poor little guy needs most right now is a good rest."

When facing the two of them, Madam Pomfrey did not have such a good attitude. The witch gave them an eviction order with a cold face.

"Then if nothing happens, the two of us will go back first." The little boy named Seamus said.

The two of them walked out of the infirmary together. When they saw the direction Seamus was leaving, Andros couldn't help but remind him.

"I wouldn't go back to class if I were you."

"why"

"get out of class is almost over now. Is it completely understandable that we don't go back? Or are you planning to continue going to the underground classroom to endure Professor Snape's verbal attacks?"

If it were me, I wouldn't do that.Although I am a Slytherin student, I can't stand Snape's harsh verbal attacks. ",

"You're right. They all said that Snape was partial, but I really didn't expect that Snape would go so far. Let's get to know each other again. I'm Seamus Finnigan."

"Andros Lobach."

Outside the school nurse's office, a Gryffindor and a Slytherin established an initial friendship, and their mutual hatred of Snape allowed them to put aside their prejudices against each other's houses.

In this way, Snape seems to have really made a huge contribution to the harmony and unification of the two houses.

As long as we secretly curse Snape behind his back, we will be good friends.

If you say this, it will be easy for me to become friends with those simple-minded Gryffindors in the future.

Thanks Snape.

Andros had a smile on his face. He didn't dare to program Snape in his mind so blatantly in the underground classroom.

Wait a minute, Seamus Finnigan.

"You are the Gryffindor King of Demolition"

Andros suddenly remembered that the guy in front of him was the Gryffindor King of Explosion who could turn any spell into explosive magic in his hands.

"Has my reputation spread to Slytherin? Merlin, I just caused a little commotion in Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration and Professor Flitwick's Charms classes."

The boy named Seamus touched his head in embarrassment.

"We have only had these two lessons in total that required the use of wands."

"Ah hahaha, well, I don't know what's going on. The magic spell I use is always so violent. It's obviously a very correct spell, but I don't know why it explodes."