A friendly day at Hogwarts

Glenn used the hovering spell to lift the crucible and poured half a pot of tangerine-colored potion into the glass bottle.

"I'm done, Professor." He raised his head and said, only to realize that Professor Snape had already put down the quill in his hand and had been paying attention to him for who knows how long.

The professor had a straight face and a cold voice: "I don't seem to remember that I told you to prepare it directly."

"Huh?" Glenn's whole body felt bad.

"I even started to have some doubts..." Professor Snape looked him up and down, "You look more like a Gryffindor fool."

Good guy...is this the yin and yang starting to happen again?

"I was wrong, Professor." Glenn said submissively.

The corners of Professor Snape's mouth twitched slightly, and he pointed to the simplified version of the intelligence enhancer that had just cooled down on the table: "Drink it."

Glenn:? ? ?

"You..." He hesitated, "Aren't you going to test it first?"

Professor Snape shook his head: "I believe in your ability. If you are poisoned to death, it only means that your talent does not meet my requirements."

Glenn felt wronged.

However, relying on the formula produced by the system and the quality of the potion that was almost exactly the same as in the notes, Glenn was quite confident.

He picked up the narrow-necked glass bottle containing the medicine, raised his head, and drank the tangerine-colored liquid in one gulp.

The taste is pretty good, slightly sweet, but not as greasy as it smells, and at the same time it has a slightly fresh taste of grass.

The moment the medicine entered his throat, Glenn felt a slightly cool air flow peeling off the medicine, traveling up his mouth, and finally integrated into his mind.

The drowsiness caused by getting up early in the morning and the fatigue caused by preparing medicines were swept away, and my mind felt clear and clear.

Glenn licked the lingering taste on his lips, and suddenly said out of nowhere: "Ah, I'm dead."

Unprepared, Professor Snape was startled at first, and then reacted.A mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, holding it in until his face turned purple.

"Don't make such lame jokes in front of me in the future." He returned to his expressionless look and said in a cold voice.

Glenn showed a dog-licking face: "Yes, yes! I never dare to do it again."

Does licking the professor count as dog licking?

Professor Snape snorted coldly, and then asked, "Tell me, how do you feel?"

"Well..." Glenn recalled, describing the feeling of drinking the potion.

"However," he continued, "this effect seems to be far from the effect that intelligence enhancers should have. I don't feel any improvement or change in magic power."

At least I didn't receive a system prompt.He added silently in his mind.

"You are not so stupid that there is no cure." Professor Snape nodded, "Intellect-enhancing agents are not as simple as you think. If any fourth-year student can prepare a real intelligence-enhancing agent, the magical world It’s already been a big mess.”

Glenn was convinced and nodded in agreement.

"The potion you prepared today, which is what you learned in fourth grade, is just a simplified version for practicing with little wizards." The professor added, "As for the effect, as you said, it is a little refreshing. effect."

Glenn's eyes lit up: "Then the full version..."

Professor Snape showed a standard sarcastic smile, which he was obviously better at than a normal smile.

"If you want to meet Arsene Giger in person, I wouldn't mind giving you a ride."

"Ah..." Glenn smiled awkwardly.

"The preparation process of the complete version of the intelligence enhancer is much more difficult than that of the enhancer, even comparable to the Felixir, and any small mistake will cause a huge chain reaction."

As if to dispel Glenn's idea of ​​taking risks, the professor rarely explained a few more words.

"For example, if the temperature of the flames is a little higher, the explosion caused by it will be enough to blow this office to the ground."

"So fierce?" Glenn couldn't help but shrink his neck.

The professor looked into his eyes: "So, put away those unrealistic ideas in your mind and concentrate on studying. With your talent, I will naturally take you to try it before long."

"Thank you for the compliment!" Glenn bowed deeply.

Professor Snape was stunned for a moment, as if he was recalling when he had praised this boy.

Glenn chuckled and took the initiative to clean the potions and used instruments in the crucible, looking diligent.

The core character, Severus Snape, has a friendship level of +5 and an exchange currency of +500.

Glenn was wiping the table quickly, with a happy smile on his face with his back to the professor.

"That's it for today." The professor who returned to the table to grade his homework said after he finished cleaning up.

"Okay, Professor Snape." Glenn nodded, handed the notebook back, and smoothly smoothed the folded corners of the pages without leaving any trace.

After walking out of the long and deep underground corridor, he gained a new formula, and gained the Half-Blood Prince's friendship in vain. Glenn was quite satisfied.

The stairs were facing the foyer, and the castle door was open at this time. The weather outside was perfect, the sun was shining on the grass in the square, and the crisp chirping of birds could be heard in the distance.

The weather is so nice, why not find a place to gather wool?

Glenn thought to himself, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, there stood a lonely cabin, with smoke rising from the chimney on the roof.

Rubeus Hagrid.I almost forgot about this big guy!

Glenn quickly crossed the path on the grass, came to the door of Hagrid's hut, and knocked gently on the big wooden door.

"Who is it?" Hagrid's loud voice came from inside, "Wait a moment...get out of the way, Fang!"

The wooden door was halfway open, and Hagrid's tall body squeezed out, then turned around and closed the door to prevent the lively hound Fang from getting out and having fun.

"Who are you?" Hagrid's dark eyes, which were covered by his tangled long hair, revealed a hint of doubt, "I don't seem to have any impression of you."

Glenn smiled politely: "I am a first-year student, Mr. Hagrid."

"New student?" Hagrid's expression suddenly changed, and his black beetle-like eyes became more alert. He seemed to think of the Weasley twins who were also new students last year.

"Why did the new students come to me?" His tone became a little rude.

Glenn was stunned. What about his promise to be kind and talkative?Why was he so cold-blooded from the beginning, not even letting him in?

He had never experienced the fear of being dominated by the red-haired twins, so he naturally couldn't guess what Hagrid was thinking.

"I heard... you are very knowledgeable about Fantastic Beasts, so I have some questions..." Glenn took out "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", feeling a little discouraged.

Hagrid's expression improved a lot. He opened the door and waved.

"As long as you don't want to sneak into the forbidden forest, come in first."