Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

Freed from the teaching Hermione, Brian's classes at Hogwarts became much more comfortable.

First, there was a herbal medicine class with Hufflepuff students, Quirrell who taught Defense Against the Dark Arts in a serious way, and then there was a boring history of magic class.For Brian, who had memorized the entire first-year History of Magic textbook in half a month, this class was simply a good time to catch up on sleep. He directly found a corner and lay down and fell asleep, and He, who had been paying attention to Brian, Min watched and shook her head, not wanting to challenge him anymore.

Brian, who had already fallen asleep, didn't know that Hermione had given up competing with him. Even if he knew, he would only add two more chicken legs to celebrate at night.Because the old ghost Professor Binns, who was teaching the history of magic class in front of him, was particularly old-fashioned and conservative. He only cared about himself lecturing on the top of the class for the whole class, and he didn't care about the situation of the little wizard below.

On Friday morning, Brian also had breakfast in the restaurant early, holding a book and casually reading.But unlike usual, Harry and Ron, who had always stayed in bed and were frowning at the moment, were also sitting opposite Brian, stuffing food into their mouths.

Because what is about to be held from nine to twelve o'clock is Harry's nightmare-Professor Snape's potion class, Gryffindor's potion class in the first grade is with the Slytherin students According to the rumors that Snape has always been eccentric, no one knows how much suffering the little wizards of Gryffindor will suffer.

"Come on, let's be careful today. I heard from George and Fred that Professor Snape has always been very partial to Slytherin students, and he will definitely make things difficult for us today." Ron said, Harry nodded quickly Agreeing, he saw the scorching pain on the back of Snape's head at the class break banquet for no reason, and it still has a shadow until now.

Several people hurried to the Potions classroom, which was located in the underground of Hogwarts.It's dark and humid here, and there's an indescribably eerie feeling about it.There are some glass bottles in the surrounding cabinets, and various specimens of stumps are soaked in amber solution.

The classroom is not too big, but it is enough to accommodate at least fifty students.On the long wooden table were placed copper balances, jars of potion ingredients, and more than a dozen crucibles.

Brian found a place to sit, and Harry and Ron sat next to him.Brian's eyes turned black, he knew that he might have been within the range of Snape's poisonous tongue today.On the one hand, Snape secretly prayed not to pay attention to himself, on the other hand, he was extremely cautious about whether he should continue to hide his clumsiness today.

Just when Brian was hesitating, the classroom door was pushed open with a bang.A thin figure walked in quickly, wearing a black cloak, came to the podium with a straight face and started roll call.

Snape had slender eyes, the corners of which almost reached his temples.The thin bridge of the nose is inlaid between the eyes like a blade, and the large hooked nose makes him look like a carrion vulture ready to hunt at any time.Greasy long hair, sallow skin, and extremely thin lips, like blades, possessed an extremely cruel evil spirit.

From the moment they entered the door, Snape's powerful aura overwhelmed everyone present, even Harry and Ron didn't dare to breathe aloud.His indifferent eyes quickly swept over the little wizards, no matter who was glanced at by these eyes, they would feel very uncomfortable, very stuffy, as if they were about to suffocate.

Snape's eyes were cold, and he said word by word: "Next, I will roll the names one by one. It would be better if someone is late or disappears in my class, then I will be very happy."

"Neville Longbottom."

"Hermione Granger."

"Mike Bryan."

When Harry's name was called, Snape suddenly showed a mocking smile, and his tone of voice became very strange: "I almost forgot, there seems to be a famous person in our school. "

The students around all turned their heads to look at Harry. Harry was very disturbed by this situation, his facial muscles were slightly stiff, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and his body trembled unnaturally a few times.Malfoy and his two buddies covered their mouths and almost laughed when they saw this.

Fortunately, Snape didn't continue to embarrass Harry at the moment, he turned his head away from looking at Harry, and began his very intimidating opening remarks.

"You're here to learn the ingenious art of pharmacy. Since there's no foolish wand waving here, many of you don't really believe in magic. I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of pharmacy. place"

Speaking of this, Snape's eyes revealed somewhat complicated gazes. He stared at all the first-year wizards in front of him, and then slowly said in a low tone: "Think about it, that simmering cauldron The wonderful you that is smoking white smoke and emitting bursts of fragrance, the liquid that flows into the blood vessels of the human body, the magical power that swayes the heart and blurs the will. Here, I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death, but You can't be one of those chump fools I always meet."

After the short opening remarks, Bryan immediately knew that the next Harry was going to be in trouble.Sure enough, Snape paused, and suddenly said, "Potter! What will I get if I add daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion?"

Harry was going crazy, what kid would go to a boring potions book for the summer.He looked blankly at Brian, eager to ask for help, but saw Brian sitting upright, staring at the blackboard in front of him, and said helplessly, "I don't know, sir."

Hermione raised her right hand high in front, and Snape continued to ask Harry without even looking, "Tsk tsk, it seems that fame doesn't mean everything, does it? Let's try again. Potter, if I I want you to find a piece of bezoar for me, where will you find it?"

Under Snape's questioning, Harry looked at Brian again and again, eager to get help, desperate again and again, almost close to himself, he stood there with an embarrassed expression, not knowing what to do.

Snape also seemed to lose interest, he followed Harry's gaze to Bryan who was sitting motionless, and said with a sneer, "Bryan, you answer these three questions."

Brian's mind was racing, and sure enough, sitting next to Harry in Snape's class would be no good.He stood up resentfully from his seat, "I'm sorry Professor, I don't know either."

The two stood together in the middle of the classroom, like a beautiful landscape.Brian actually knew the answers to these three questions, but this was obviously Snape's act of trying to scare others, and if he answered these questions, Snape would make things difficult for him with more difficult questions, so it was better to follow his wishes honestly. Was venomous.

Besides, having answered his question he couldn't explain to Harry why it hadn't helped him.

It's just that Brian miscalculated Snape's power, he slowly walked up to Brian and roared loudly: "Then why don't you write this down and sit there like a fool!"