Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

On Friday morning, Albert went for a morning jog around Hogwarts as usual.

Back in the auditorium, Hermione was still angry with him. When she saw him coming back, she turned her back, lowered her head and recited "Magic Potions and Potions" silently.

Shaking his head helplessly, Albert forked a piece of grilled sausage and put it into his mouth, stuffing it full. It would be Snape's Potions class later, and he must have enough energy.

At this moment, Harry's Hedwig flew in and handed him a letter. Harry opened it and saw that it was Hagrid inviting them to his cabin for afternoon tea.

"Albert, Hermione, are you going?"

"Huh?" Albert's mouth was full of sausages and he couldn't speak normally.

"Hagrid's hut." Harry said loudly. He didn't dare to show too much expression. When he saw the bulging Albert, he was afraid that he couldn't help laughing.

"Hmm~~" Albert shook his head, indicating that he had something to do and didn't want to go, but Hermione went directly to the Potions classroom without saying a word, not knowing her attitude.

Ahri flapped her wings, grabbed a big package and flew to Albert.

"Thump!" The sharp bird's beak pecked Albert a few times. He was begging for food.

Albert swallowed the sausage with difficulty and fed Ahri a few small pieces of chicken leg meat. After all, if you want the horse to run, you have to let the horse eat grass!

"What is this?" Ron took a big mouthful of pumpkin juice and saw Albert opening the package, but there was nothing inside.

"This, this is "The Invisibility Book of Invisibility". I couldn't buy it in the bookstore last time. This time I asked the bookstore owner to find it for me."

There was clearly a book in Albert's hand, but no one else could see it.

"Reveal quickly!", a pamphlet finally revealed his true appearance, and there was a naughty invisible beast playing hide and seek on the cover.

Albert put the book into the big pocket of his robe, drank all the milk on the table, greeted Harry and Ron, and rushed to Potions class.

The classroom was located underground and looked particularly cold. Bottles and cans were piled up against the walls, filled with soaked animal specimens, some of which Albert had never seen before.

Snape entered the classroom during class time. He pushed the door open with a bang, and the door closed by itself with the remaining force.

He was wearing a black robe, and he was in the wind every step of the way. The black robe was shaking like a big bat.

Picking up the roll call, Snape began to call the roll in a low voice, and stopped when he called Harry Potter.

"Oh, yes," he whispered, "Harry Potter, this is our new arrival - a famous character." The voice was like a slippery snake, and Albert's goosebumps rose. .

Snape's eyes were empty and void. Albert knew that this was the effect of Occlumency.

"The preparation of potions is a precise and rigorous process. Since in this course, you don't need to wave the wand foolishly, many people will not believe that this is actually magic."

Snape's voice changed, becoming confusing and fascinating, "I will teach you to improve your reputation, brew honor, and even prevent death-"

His voice became cold again, "But you are not the stupid fools I often encounter." As he said that, he stared down at Harry and Albert.

The whole class was silent. Although Snape's voice was low, miraculously, the whole class heard him clearly.

"Bote!" he said suddenly, "what will I get if I add narcissus root powder to mugwort infusion?"

After a ruined holiday, how could Harry know the answer to this question? He looked confused, who am I and where am I?

"I don't know, sir."

Hermione next to him raised her hands, wanting Snape to ask her questions, but the arrogant Snape refused.

"Let's try this again. If I asked you to find me a bezoar, where would you look?"

"Maybe your storage room?" Harry didn't know why he said this answer. He just wanted to get into the hole now.

He obviously noticed something was wrong with Snape's eyes when he looked at him, "Pote, your sneaky virtues are exactly the same as your father's, tsk tsk!"

Poor Harry was enraged, "You are not allowed to insult my father!"

Snape displayed the black robe on his body, "Haha, the last question, I hope your monster's mind can think of something, what is the difference between wolf-shaped Aconitum and boat-shaped Aconitum?"

"I don't know!" Harry's eyes were filled with anger. He looked directly at Snape and found that he had actually regressed.

"Sit down, you stupid girl!" Snape angrily scolded Hermione, and he turned his anger to Albert:

"Oh, and our genius wizard Albert started fighting with his classmates right after school started. Do you know the answers to those three questions?"

His face was crazy close to Albert, but Albert refused to give in, and the tips of their noses were almost touching.

Snape's blank eyes stared intently into Lake Albert's blue eyes.

Albert felt a chill in his heart and resisted the discomfort, "It's just a dose of water of life and death. There is no difference in the stomach of a goat, professor."

The black hair that had not been washed for ten thousand years greeted Albert's face, but fortunately there was no contact.

Is this what horror is like?

"What are you waiting for? Why did you write all this down?" Snape turned around suddenly, his hair swaying. Fortunately, Albert hid in time.

Then there was a sudden rustling of quills and parchment.

Amid the commotion, Snape said: "Potter, you will lose one point from Gryffindor for contradicting the teacher.

And you, Albert, step into the classroom with your left foot first, one point will be deducted from Gryffindor. "

Malfoy was waiting for a group of Slytherins to laugh slyly in the back row and let out a weird "giegie" laugh.

When Albert heard the reason for deducting points, he felt like his lungs were going to explode. He stepped into the classroom with his left foot first?

Isn't this bullying the honest person?

If he had known this, he really wanted to reply when Snape just called him: "At least I won't be beaten until my nose is runny!"

This sentence definitely touched Snape's pain point. When he was a student...

But his reason still restrained him from seeking death.

Albert thought silently: endure the calm for a while, and take a step back to open up the world.

Potions class continued, with Snape dividing them into pairs and instructing them to mix a simple potion to cure scabies.

Just like in the original book, Snape walked around in this lesson, spraying venom, and taunting Albert a lot.

"Haha, your way of grinding snake teeth is really bad. If I were here, I would..."

"You're terrible at cooking slugs, even a troll could do it better than you!"

Albert followed Snape's method and it was indeed much smoother than before, and the color of the potion was also clearer than in the book.

Just as Snape was paying attention to Albert, an accident occurred on Neville's side. The potion in the cauldron spilled onto the stone floor, burning holes in the shoes of the students.

In just a few seconds, the whole class stood on the stools. When the cauldron was knocked over, Neville was soaked in the potion. At this time, there were red and swollen rashes all over his arms and legs, which made him scream in pain.

"Idiot!" Snape growled, wielding his wand and sweeping away the potion on the ground.

"I suppose you put the porcupine quills in the cauldron without removing it from the fire, did you?"

After scolding Neville, Snape asked his partner to take him to the school hospital, then turned his attention to Harry.

"Potter, why didn't you tell him not to put in the porcupine quills? You thought it would be okay if he made a mistake? Another point for Gryffindor because of you."

Finally, an hour later, the Potions class ended. After the Gryffindor students stepped out of the Potions classroom, it felt like they had gone through another world. What hardships they had experienced!

Harry and Ron were going to Hagrid's hut. Hermione was in a low mood. Albert wanted to comfort her, but Hermione had no intention of drinking chicken soup. She returned to the lounge early and started chewing on the tome.

As for Albert, he already had plans, it’s time to explore Hogwarts Castle!

George and Fred waved not far away, "Hey! Albert, are you ready?"