Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"Mr. Strider." A sinister voice sounded. Professor Snape raised his hand and grabbed the bottle containing the scabies potion, shook it, opened it again and smelled it. "Please tell me why you cut Pongo's onion into pieces." Silk?"

"To make Pongo Onions more effective, Professor." Ike replied respectfully.

"You're clever." Professor Snape seemed to have no emotion and put the bottle back on the table. "Then please tell me, what role does Pongo Onion play in the scabies potion?"

"I don't know, Professor." Of course Ike wouldn't say that he had it all right.

"Don't know? You shred the pongo onions without knowing it. Mr. Strider, you are very brave." Professor Snape looked at the remaining pongo onions on the chopping board. Silk, "Potion is a rigorous subject, and changing any step may have serious consequences."

"Mr. Strider, you're in luck."

"Pongo onions play a stabilizing role in the scabies potion. Whether it is sliced ​​or shredded will not affect the potion's efficacy. Although shredding will slightly improve the potion's potency, I still hope that you You can brew the potion according to the steps I told you, Mr. Strider."

Professor Snape floated over to the little Hufflepuff wizard. After a while, he said something like, "I have been brewing horned slugs for an hour. Your sense of time is as bad as your potion..." "Wait until the color stabilizes." Put in the cooked horned slugs, you should wake up, your crucible did not explode..." These vicious words continued to come from the other side of the classroom.

Morag looked at Ike with admiration: "You actually succeeded the first time, Ike, you are really amazing!"

"Miss Macmillan." Ike said while recording the steps of cooking in his notebook. "In fact, Professor Snape has explained the cooking steps very clearly just now. As long as you are careful, it is easy to cook." Cooked successfully."

Ike stopped writing and looked at Morag with a pair of blue eyes as calmly as Snape.Morag was startled by the look in Snape's eyes. He lowered his head suddenly, picked up the cauldron and walked to the back of the classroom, where the potion residues were dealt with.

Ike glanced at Morag, and moved the fingers of his right hand slightly. The originally messy raw materials on the table slowly floated, and were neatly arranged into small piles on the chopping board.If you move your fingers again, the equipment will jump to where they should be.When Morag came back, what he saw was a well-organized console.

He glanced at Ike secretly and took away the remaining materials silently. He didn't say a word to Ike until the end of get out of class.

Potions lessons are held in two consecutive periods. Excluding Professor Snape's explanation time, the remaining time is just enough for potion brewing.After class, Ike nodded politely to Morag and went to the auditorium at the summons of Terry and Stuart.

The lunch at Hogwarts is mainly meat-based. Of course, it is not comparable to the back-to-school dinner. It only has steak. Of course, you can also choose pasta, lasagna and classic fish and chips.Ike put some pasta on the plate, took another piece of steak, and started eating.

He had no desire to even look at the fish and chips.

"Ike, why did you provoke Morag?" Stewart looked at Morag, who glared at Ike from time to time, and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ike put down the fork in his hand and turned to give Stuart a look similar to Snape's, which also startled Stuart.

"Promise me, Ike." Stewart patted his chest, "Don't look at me like that, it's really scary."

Terry on the other side didn't see it and quickly asked. Ike naturally complied with his request and then joined Stewart's team to defeat Ike.

Ike smiled, finished the food on the plate, wiped his mouth gracefully, and then replied: "I wonder if you have heard a sentence?"

"what?"

"There is no woman in my heart, the God of Magic and Nature." Ike was very serious.

"Who said that? Never heard of it." Terry thought for a while and determined that he had never heard this sentence before.

"Merlin!" Ike made an exaggerated look and patted Terry on the shoulder, "Merlin also said that it's a miracle that someone as stupid as you is alive."

Hearing this, Terry didn't know that Ike was teasing him, so he pretended to be pulled by someone and was about to pounce on him for a physical fight.Ike also pretended to hide for a few moments before saying: "There is still some time before the afternoon class. I plan to take a walk in the castle. Do you want to come with me?"

"No." Terry and both of them shook their heads, "We are going to go back to the common room and stay for a while."

"See you in the History of Magic classroom later."

Leaving the Great Hall, Ike walked towards the Hufflepuff common room.After passing the entrance to the lounge and walking along the stone corridor for a while, a painting appeared on the wall.

Looking at the silver bowl filled with fruits painted on it, Ike walked back silently.This time I went straight to the eighth floor and finally saw a mural of a troll gang beating Barnabas stupidly around a corner.Silly Barnabas in the mural saw Ike coming and looked like he was asking for help, but this did not stop the troll's club from falling.

"Not yet."

Along the corridor on the eighth floor, Ike returned to the Ravenclaw lounge and did not see Terry or Terry. When he returned to the dormitory, he encountered two people holding "History of Magic" and preparing to leave.

"I was just wondering where you were. Get your books quickly. We are going to the classroom." Stewart patted Ike on the shoulder. "We will wait for you at the door."

Ike nodded, and threw the potions textbook on the table under the surprised eyes of the two people. With a move of his fingers, the huge "History of Magic" fell into Ike's hands.

"Let's go." Ike said, walking out first.

"No matter how many times I see it, I still find it magical." Stewart sighed and glanced at Terry.

"What a talent." Terry also sighed and followed Ike to the History of Magic classroom.

The History of Magic classroom and library are both on the second floor of the castle. The three of them walked into the classroom, and the other eaglets were already inside.

Morag obviously hadn't forgiven Ike yet, so he glared again.Koerner and Goldstein already knew what was going on due to Stewart's publicity and couldn't help but gloat.

Ike gave the four of them a look similar to Snape's, and immediately calmed them down. Then he moved his fingers, gave himself a "listen with ear plugs," and turned to "History of Magic."

Professor Binns Cuthbert has been studying "History of Magic" at Hogwarts for hundreds of years. Many things in the book are what Professor Binns has experienced.

Because obsession is the root of the existence of ghosts, and Professor Binns’ obsession is to go to class, and there is nothing else he cares about. This may be because Professor Binns is not as rich as Ms. Gray and Nearly Headless Nick. His emotions led him to write History of Magic like a lullaby, with no change in tone or tone at all.

Even freshmen know that "History of Magic" is the best place to sleep, and it has a powerful sleep effect.

Ike didn't want to experience Professor Binns' hypnotic power, but he did have a little interest in the history of magic, so he had to cast a spell on himself so that he could read quietly for a while.

After all, Merlin once said that only magic can defeat magic.