Enter Hogwarts

The Tales of Beedle the Poet

A very important prop in the original work.

Judging from Li Ang's feelings after reading it, it is difficult to tell which parts are true and which parts are made up.

In particular, Old Bee and Old Demon King also searched for sacred artifacts together back then, and successfully found two of them.

"Have you never heard of it?" Li Ang took out his kettle and took a sip.

"I've always wanted to ask, Li Ang, what's in this cup?" Sevens asked curiously.

Li Ang laughed and handed over the kettle in his hand.

"Nothing, just tea."

In fact, it used to contain iced Coke... But considering that Coke might not be available at Hogwarts, Li Ang brought five large bags of tea.

Of course, it’s not the British way of drinking it, it’s ordinary Longjing green tea, smuggled goods bought in Chinatown...

Severns poured himself a little, tasted it, and finally concluded—

"taste not good……"

"Would you like to try this?" He said, raising the wine glass in his hand.

"Butterbeer?" Li Ang looked at it for a while and guessed.

"Yes! Or?"

"Come on some!"

Li Ang smelled it and took a careful sip.

Needless to say, it tastes really good, with the taste of beer and cream.

"It tastes good! But I can't give you more. Although Professor Sprout doesn't care much, Professor McGonagall is very unhappy about the little wizard drinking. Every time he is caught, he will complain about it for a long time..."

Li Ang smiled, stretched, and put away the book in his hand, "There are still classes tomorrow morning, so go to bed first!"

"I wish you good luck, Li Ang!"

"Professor Snape's class is not that..."

Li Ang didn't hear the last part of the sentence. He had already pushed open the wooden door of the boys' dormitory and returned to his own dormitory.

As for the professor who doesn't wash his hair... I'm not called Harry Potter, I'm still a Hufflepuff, so I just need to attend class honestly. It should... probably... not take it personally.

Facts have proved that he thought too much...

The bell rang, and Snape strode onto the stage. With a wave of his hand, the curtains closed by themselves.

"I am your Potions Professor, you can call me - Professor Snape!"

"Put away your wands, take out your textbooks, and don't wave them around without my instructions!"

"Potion preparation is a precise science and requires strict craftsmanship. If anyone dares to wave the magic wand like a baboon in my class, I guarantee you will regret it..."

Li Ang expressed regret for not being able to hear the opening line of "Create Glory, Prevent Death" from No Shampoo.

"...So, who can tell me what the raw materials of scabies potion are? Miss Augustus!"

Anne stood up tremblingly, thought hard for a while, and then stammered: "Yes, are there dried nettles?"

"Very good, it seems that Miss Augustus wants to cure scabies with a handful of dried nettles..."

Annie's face turned red.

Snape motioned for her to sit down and called another Slytherin student.

As a result, this person held it in for a long time and came up with the answer "There are also poisonous snake fangs".

At this time, Snape's face turned completely dark...

"It seems that you don't have the habit of opening the textbook before class?"

"I want to remind you that your textbook "Magic Potions and Potions" costs two galleons. It is not for you to use as a pillow..."

Snape exuded the aura of keeping strangers away, and all the little wizards were silent.

As for Li Ang, he had no intention of getting ahead. He didn't want to be dubbed "Mr. Know-It-All" by Snape.

Unfortunately, Snape didn't let him go.

"Mr Green."

“Why do you need to grind the snake teeth in scabies potion?”

"Maybe it's to better integrate into the potion, I guess, professor." Li Ang stood up, pondered for a while and returned.

Snape stood next to him, staring at him like a hawk. Leon tried his best to avoid it and made himself look very nervous.

"There's no need for guesswork in Potions, Mr. Green."

"In addition, the purpose of grinding the poisonous snake fangs is to make it faster and produce the desired effect. Therefore, the finer the poisonous snake fangs are ground, the better."

"You all have this knowledge? Why don't you take a pen and write it down?"

The little wizards quickly took out their feather notebooks to take notes.

Snape walked back to the podium, touched the small blackboard with his wand, and the chalk flew up automatically, and he wrote on the blackboard.

Li Ang picked up the pen calmly, glanced at the blackboard and knew that the professor who didn't wash his hair was bringing in private goods again.

There are obviously one more steps on the blackboard, and the amounts of various materials used are more precise than those in the book.

There was nothing of this in Mrs. Augustus's notes.

From this point, we can also see the difference in teaching styles between Professor Slughorn and Snape.

After everyone stopped writing, Snape said: "Now, follow the steps on the blackboard and brew the potion in pairs."

Anne poured a pint of water into the cauldron and lit the magic firepot underground with her wand.

The two divide the work and follow the steps.

Soon, twenty minutes passed. Li Ang took out his magic wand and directed the little Lolita to take down the crucible with gloves and put it aside.

He had not forgotten what happened to Harry in his first Potions class.

There will always be some fish-lipped little wizard who throws in porcupine quills before the medicine cools down.

Sure enough, there was a Slytherin in the professor's row by the window about to throw porcupine quills into the cauldron.

Fortunately, Snape stopped him immediately.

"Idiot! Why don't you look up at the blackboard? Did I not write clearly enough? You have to remove the cauldron from the fire before adding the porcupine quills. Are you thinking about warthogs?!"

It was no longer exciting. Snape's roar alerted more young wizards, and all the young wizards who were planning to take this step obediently took down the cauldron.

Li Ang shrugged, picked up the ladle, stirred 5 times clockwise, and then waved his magic wand.

A puff of pink smoke rose, and the potion turned blue.

Snape walked up behind the two of them at some point, looked at Leon's cauldron, and said dryly: "Two points for Hufflepuff."

rare.

The bell rang, and the little wizards, who had been attacked by Snape's vicious words in class, swarmed into the failed potion into a vat specially designed for waste disposal, and rushed to the sink to clean the cauldron. .

There are even some lazy guys who don't even bother to brush, just fold up the crucible and run away...

Li Ang calmly filled the potion in small bottles, added a pint of water and ingredients, and finally made three small bottles...

After signaling Annie to clean the pot, Li Ang thought about it and took out the "Fountain of Youth" from his schoolbag.

If there was anyone in Hogwarts who could understand that potion recipe, it was Snape.

He planned to ask.

There is a door in the Potions classroom. Behind the door is the storage room and Snape's temporary office.

Li Ang knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Li Ang pushed open the door and saw Snape sitting at his desk correcting homework.

"What's the matter? Mr. Green."

"That's right, Professor," Li Ang took out the piece of paper and handed it over, "When I was in the library yesterday, I happened to see a Slytherin senior leaving this note."

"I took a look, but I don't know what kind of potion is recorded on this note. I would like to ask you for advice. By the way, it can also be returned to its original owner."

Snape took the note, looked at it twice, and said coldly: "Mr. Green, this note is just random writing."

"There is no such magic potion."

"But, I have read in books that Nicoléme seems to have brewed a magic potion of immortality?" Leon asked tentatively.

"That's not what you should know!" Snape suddenly stood up, walked to Li Ang, and said word by word.

"The magic potion of immortality can't make people live forever!"

"What's more, the potion he brewed requires a very special material, and that material is no longer available..."

Leon wanted to ask about the Fountain of Youth again, but Snape became impatient.

"You don't care about this matter."

"I will find the owner of this note and let him know the consequences of mixing potions indiscriminately!"

"Uh, okay, Professor, by the way, how do you learn Occlumency?"

As soon as he said this, Snape stared at him with strange eyes for a while.

After a long time, Snape said: "..."