Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

The end of the semester is approaching and everyone is preparing for the upcoming final exam.

Even Ron, who had always been lazy, had to brace himself up and look through the History of Magic textbook that he had forgotten in the corner of his school bag.

"What's Ariot's other name?"

"The hyena tree, whose chopped leaves are the main ingredient in the laughter potion."

"Correct, then the main use of daisy root is-"

"Make a shrinking potion."

"Correct, please describe the characteristics and functions of blackroot."

"Blackroot grass has black stems and white flowers. It can resist black magic to a certain extent after being eaten."

"What are the benefits of rose petals?"

"Create beauty potions, perfumes and some...love potions..."

"What is the role of Bai Xian?"

"Plants with healing and repair-like magical properties. Eating them raw can heal superficial wounds. Extracting them into essences has even more outstanding therapeutic effects."

"Bezoar——"

"Detox!"

"Very good, I'm all ready to answer the questions." During breakfast, Ivan casually threw the "Thousands of Magical Herbs and Mushrooms" to Hermione: "There is basically no problem in the herbal medicine class."

"I'm still a little unsure. In fact, I'm not that good at identifying herbs." Hermione said without confidence.

"Okay, that's good. I always take a bite first to see the effect." Ivan sneered.

Hermione smiled, then became a little worried: "I see you haven't been reviewing much lately?"

"If you know it, you don't need to learn it. If you don't know it, you can't learn it." Ivan said lazily: "Actually, except for the history of magic and astronomy classes, I'm pretty good at everything else. I'm not interested in the history of magic. As for the astronomy class... ha, I'm in There’s no way to find it on earth, let alone the stars.”

"It's also worth mentioning that Dumbledore exempted me from the astronomy class assessment because of being a fool." Ivan said proudly.

"Don't show that look, there's nothing to envy." Hermione said angrily.

goo goo~

Hundreds of owls flew into the auditorium along the skylight. A ghost owl landed in front of Alvin, raised its talons, and motioned for Alvin to untie the letter on its lap.

Alvin took off the envelope and pushed the plate gently. The ghost owl cooed, picked up the sausage on the plate and flew away.

Glancing at the envelope, it was a letter from Dumbledore.

'If it's convenient tonight, please come to my office. '

Ivan glanced at Hermione who was full of curiosity and wanted to see but was too embarrassed to come over: "You can meditate by yourself tonight, I have something to do."

"Oh..." Hermione didn't ask further.

"Dumbledore asked me to come over." Ivan said casually.

"Yeah, I get it." Hermione said with a smile on her lips.

In fact, she didn't know why she was laughing, but she was inexplicably happy.

Afternoon, potions class.

As the weather gets warmer, the basement classroom is no longer as difficult as winter.

"Hermione! Help!" Harry looked at Hermione pleadingly: "The color of our confusion medicine is not right..."

"Try to throw a piece of feces into it!" Ivan suggested with a smile: "Even if you fail, you can't drink it to death."

Harry: "..."

He hates bezoars!

"This color... is very good, you can actually forget the main ingredient of scurvy!" Hermione frowned in disgust: "I thought it was too much for Alvin to throw narcissus leaves in it!"

"In fact, it is written in the book that all parts of narcissus can be used as medicine, and many potions require it. When you don't know what to do, you can definitely add some narcissus to it!" Ivan said, spreading his hands: "Look, the Water of Life and Death also requires narcissus root powder, and the confusion medicine and the Water of Life and Death are both psychedelic potions. Is it reasonable for me to put some narcissus?"

Hearing this, Hermione rolled her eyes at him angrily.

laugh--

A terrifying burning sound, like the smell of concentrated sulfuric acid mixed with rotten eggs, reached everyone's nostrils.

"Ah -" Ivan covered his nose and tears fell on the spot.

Sometimes, having too sensitive senses is not necessarily a good thing.

Neville's cauldron was burned through again. Counting this, this was the fourth cauldron he had burned through this semester.

"Damn it! Who asked you to put sneezeweed and scurvy into the crucible together!" Snape roared: "I never said you should put scurvy in the crucible first! Then stir it five times clockwise!"

He waved his wand and cleared away the mess on the table. Neville cried out of fright on the spot, and Alvin shook his head.

He didn't pity Neville at all.

At first, Alvin thought Snape's behavior was a bit excessive.

Until he found out that there was nothing wrong with Snape's lectures and that Neville was just cheating, he actually felt a little sympathetic to Snape.

And I have to admit that Snape is still very meticulous when it comes to teaching, but Ivan seriously suspects that this guy is hiding something secret, because he has seen Snape simplify operations several times, but he still managed to far exceed the standard. above the potion.

But there is nothing wrong with this. Some old Chinese medicine doctors put their prescriptions more seriously than their lives, let alone Snape.He heard that Snape was also a master of potions, and the potions he brewed were expensive and hard to come by. Even Alvin wouldn't be able to teach them to others, so he had to keep them for himself.

As for Neville, let alone Snape, Ivan got angry just looking at him.

It's normal to make mistakes, but you can't be so wrong every time, right?

"Standing around, greasy and crooked, just like your mother, a useless crybaby." Snape snorted coldly.

"My mother is not a crybaby!" Neville rarely responded after hearing this.

"Confronted the professor..." Snape glanced at Neville in disgust: "Five points from Gryffindor!"

"That's not fair!" Parvati shouted, "It was obviously you who insulted Neville's mother!"

Snape glanced at her lightly, turned and left.

However, the next second, a huge force suddenly hit his head.

With a bang, he was pulled by Alvin's hair, fell to the ground, and was carried in front of him.

For a moment, Snape was a little unbelievable. He never expected that Alvin would dare to attack him in class!

For such a long time, Snape has not taken the initiative to provoke Ivan, and Ivan has not taken the initiative to provoke him. Originally, Snape thought that Ivan was worried about Dumbledore, so the two sides maintained this kind of harmony. state.

However, he never expected that the other party would suddenly attack him at this moment.

"You still dare to stare at me?" Ivan sneered, and slapped Snape on the face: "I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

Snapped!

The crisp sound echoed in the classroom, and for a moment, everyone in the classroom was stunned!

After a brief period of shock, he was suddenly slapped. Snape became furious and struggled crazily: "I'm going to kill you!"

Before he finished speaking, Ivan pressed his head and knocked it on the ground. At the same time, Ivan's other hand grabbed Snape's arm that was about to take out the wand.

"Who are you going to kill? Huh?" Ivan leaned into Snape's ear and said solemnly: "There is nothing wrong with teaching students, but insulting the students' parents and deducting points unreasonably, do you think Gryffindor is... good? Bullying?"

As he spoke, Ivan's right hand was filled with death, and Snape's right hand suddenly shriveled up in a strange and terrifying posture.

"!!!"

Snape's eyes widened and he looked at his withered arm in horror - he couldn't feel his right hand!

"Confronting the professor? Ha...let me tell you what contradicting means." Ivan sneered: "Neville, come here and give him two slaps!"

Neville froze for a moment, then recoiled in horror.

Upon hearing this, Snape struggled even more desperately. He struggled to take out the wand with his remaining left hand, but saw Alvin blowing a breath carelessly.

"Whoo~"

A flash of black light flashed, and the wand in Snape's hand suddenly withered and cracked.

Snape's heart suddenly went cold...

Fortunately, everyone else present also came to their senses at this time, and Hermione said in horror: "Evan! Don't do this!"

Ivan glanced at Hermione, then at Snape, and said coldly: "Dumbledore said that you are an affectionate person and asked me not to embarrass you, but obviously, affection is not the exclusive domain of good people. I am here for you." I smelled...a scent similar to that scum..."

"So...how did your deep love fall? Have you ever changed for her? Have you ever avenged her? Have you learned any lessons from that regretful past?"

"It seems that you haven't." Ivan smiled fiercely, and his words were as cold as a knife: "It's so selfish and affectionate, Snape...Professor?"

Snape, who was still struggling desperately, froze when he heard this, let out an unexplained wail in his throat, and then knelt on the ground feebly, stopping his struggle completely.

"The old sarcastic look! If it were me, I wouldn't like such a thing. It seems that your affection is limited to this!"

Ivan let go of his hand, glanced at him slowly, and turned to leave.

"coward."