The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

When Sissy was about to find a seat closer to the front, a familiar voice stopped her.

It was Phillips, whom they had met for the first time since the sorting ceremony.The Potions classroom occupies a large enough area underground, and usually the two colleges of the same year hold classes together.

"Hey, would you like to sit with me?" Sissy subconsciously sent out the invitation without noticing anything wrong.

Several people around heard it but all looked sideways. They glanced at Sissy with weird eyes, then turned their heads and whispered with their companions.

Phillips shook his head helplessly, and explained softly in Sissy's ear: "It seems that this cannot be done. The two colleges can only sit on two sides."

"When I first came in, I randomly found a place to put the book down, but...the person next to me saw that the other courtyard badges on my body were different from his, so he just moved away."

Sissy was shocked. Although they are divided into four colleges, they are all alumni anyway. Why are they so tense?

Just when the two of them were whispering, there were a few unfriendly eyes cast on them.Sissy smiled wryly. Isn't it just to get more points and fight for the college cup at the end of the term? She has almost no interest in this matter, but many other people don't think like she does.

Even the Hufflepuff students are the same, although most of them have a kind personality, so they don't use any despicable means to score points, but they still can't lose half points when they should grab and fight.

Fortunately, Sissy's roommate came to the rescue in time, pulled her back to her base camp, and reminded her kindly: "You can't cooperate with the enemy in the classroom. It's okay for both parties to be friendly after class, but when you come to the classroom, everyone can run away." Let’s get some more points, the atmosphere will naturally become tense.”

While speaking, the door was rushed open with a "whoosh", and Professor Snape swung his stick to close and lock the door without looking back. Like the wind, he rolled the black robe behind him and strode towards the podium with strides.

The classroom was silent for a moment, and a pair of eyes looked at Snape in unison. Such an appearance made many people a little nervous.

Perhaps what they think in their hearts at this moment is no longer that I want to get more points to win glory, but that they don't want to deduct points from the academy because of themselves.

Like Professor Flitwick, Professor Snape also chose to start his first class by roll call.

His stern face and cold tone formed an invisible coercion in the classroom, which made the already chilly basement classroom seem to be swept by a cold wind, and dropped several degrees.

He clearly frowned when he said Cici's name, but he didn't pause because of it.

After the roll call, everyone was glad that they were not late.Snape continued to look at them seriously, his cold and empty eyes made Sissy feel as if she saw two deep wells, if she hadn't known in advance, she might subconsciously believe that Snape was a complete villain.

Snape crossed his arms across his chest and said in a low voice, "You are here to learn the ingenious art of making potions."

His voice was very low, but the classroom was completely silent at this time, and everyone could hear every word he said clearly.

"There's no foolish wand waving here, so many of you fools who never realized the magic of potions in their lifetime will think it's not about magic."

Snape raised his chin slightly, and there was a hint of pity in his glance.

"I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of potions. Just think about it, the potions in the crucible simmering slowly are slowly churning, and there are bursts of enchanting fragrance..."

When Snape said this, he showed a rare expression of intoxication, and his empty eyes suddenly had a strange brilliance.

"That fluid of incomparably subtle natural power, that delights all the senses as it flows into the veins of the human body. And I will teach you how to pot fame, brew glory—and even ward off death."

"But," Snape continued in a sullen tone, stopping suddenly.

"The premise of all this is—don't be as stupid as the idiots I taught in the past."

After these words, the classroom became even quieter, and even the sound of breathing became cautious.

Sissy had seen similar words before, but she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable impulse in her heart when she heard Snape say it herself.Obviously his tone was so gloomy, but it was able to stir up huge waves in Sissy's heart.

At this moment, her experimental talent and accumulation of knowledge are ready to move, and through potions, she can transform what she possesses into a mysterious power that can confuse people's hearts.Sissy looked at Snape with a lot of admiration and anticipation.

Snape looked coldly at the students with different expressions in the audience. He didn't care what most of them would think after hearing this. He only hoped that there would be a few talented children among them, who would have a harmonious understanding of potions in the future. His same enthusiasm and even obsession.

"Now can anyone tell me what I should do if I want to find a bezoar?"

The students below who hadn't done their preview work quickly lowered their heads, while those who knew the answer were scrambling to be the first to raise their arms.

Sissy wasn't very good at answering quickly. The first few questions were evenly divided between the two colleges. Among them, Phillips and the silver-haired girl who answered Ravenclaw's crow ring question yesterday both scored.

"Hmm." Snape didn't seem satisfied, and after thinking for a while, he asked another question, "Someone yelled hysterically after eating a medicinal herb, and made uncontrollably hasty and reckless behavior, he is most likely what did you eat?"

As soon as the question came out, the few people who rushed to answer earlier had to retract their hands and frown to try to remember.

"Professor, I want to try to answer." The blue-eyed, silver-haired girl raised her hand again.

"Okay, Irene, you answer." Snape watched quietly, expecting to hear a satisfactory answer.

"I think it's Arriot—that is, the hyena tree. It's said in the book that the leaves of this plant are poisonous, and eating them can cause silver-haired hysteria."

Her answer made the few students who didn't dare to raise their hands regretful. They had seen this part before, but it was really difficult to quickly match the symptoms and the names of the herbs.

Unmoved, Snape waved her to sit down, "You've read carefully, but that's not the answer I'm looking for. Anyone else want to add?"

No one else raised their hands, and Irene's answer was the most appropriate knowledge they could think of.

Sissy raised her hand uneasily and answered softly, "Maybe it's lovage, professor."

In the book she borrowed from the library, she had read about this plant - Umbelliferae genus, widely distributed in Eurasia. , but it seems that it is not within the scope of the first-grade textbooks, so she is not sure about her answer.

Snape's eyes lit up and he strode closer, the black robe behind him whistling, "Tell me the reason, why it's lovage and not hyena leaves."

Sissy knew she got the answer right when she saw the professor's appearance, so she confidently and boldly explained the reason: "It is not [-]% that the hyena leaves cause hysteria, but no matter what the situation is, it will definitely be accompanied by uncontrollable laughter.

Professor, you didn't mention this at all in your question just now, but instead emphasized the characteristics of impatience and recklessness, which is inconsistent with hyena leaves.

But lovage fulfills this condition. It has such an irresistible effect on the mind that it is often used in delusion potions. "

"Okay." Snape's face remained motionless like a plank, but his eyes showed approval, "5 points for Ravenclaw!"