I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 20 Potions Class

After Ian returned to the dormitory, he also saw his two roommates as he wished.

"Hi! Came back and found an extra bed, so I knew it was you. Unbelievable, man, you know, the girls in the whole academy are talking about you, it's crazy.

By the way, my name is Ivy Felton. There are no secrets in Hogwarts that I don't know. No matter who you need information, I can help you ask for free. "

The one who spoke was one of the roommates, who looked thin and short, but had an obvious cheerful personality.

"Hello, my name is Andre Hubbard. You can call me Andre."

A tall, thin, typical Ravenclaw boy, quiet and few words.After saying hello, he sorted out the books needed for tomorrow's class on his own.

"Ian Titus. You can call me Ian. As you can see, I am a transfer student. But because too much basic knowledge is missing, I don't think we will take classes together this school year."

As Ian spoke, he shook the class schedule he had just received from Professor Flitwick.

"Oh, this is big news, I guess when all the girls in the third grade hear the news tomorrow, they will cry sadly.

Just now, I heard Anna and the others showing off, saying that tomorrow she can have a class with the most handsome boy ever in Ravenclaw. "

At this moment, Ivy is obviously gloating.

"But to be honest, buddy, the Transfiguration class is a bit difficult in the first-year curriculum. Transfiguration really needs a sense, but Charms and Potions classes, our previous notes may be helpful to you.

Although our grades are not very good, we still have a good grasp of the knowledge of the first grade. If you need help, you can just tell us. "

After Ivy finished speaking, he didn't forget to look at Andre next to him, who also nodded in agreement.

In his previous life, Ian, who was accustomed to seeing the ways of the world, cherished this pure kindness and help very much.

"Thank you, if I encounter a problem, I will seek your help."

Seeing Ian's unabashed answer, the two roommates also laughed heartily.

In fact, the boys' friendship is very simple, very simple.I responded, you responded, and then looked at each other pleasingly, and became good friends.

The three of them in the dormitory were like this at the moment. The brief communication allowed Ian to be accepted and recognized smoothly.

The three talked a lot freely, not limited to all kinds of wonderful characters in the school, and famous scenes in the past, but of course also included each other's family.

While Ivy mostly talked, Ian and Andre listened quietly.

Due to the late weather, and in order to ensure that the first day of school will not be late, I ended the chat at Ian's suggestion, although Ivy still had some ideas.

Putting down the bed curtain and lying on his own soft bed, today's scenes of experience emerged in Ian's mind one by one like a slide show.

"It's a good start, hope everything goes well."

……

In the early morning of September [-]st, under the first ray of morning light after dawn, Ian woke up.

Looking at the rising sun in the east, under the warm sunlight, it seems to bring infinite vitality. Such a beautiful scenery may only be enjoyed by Ravenclaw students who live in the tower.

After a simple wash, Ian did not disturb his sleeping roommate, but took out the class schedule to compare the books used in the morning. Hogwarts courses are fixed to be held in two colleges together, and changed every school year.

Fortunately, it was Hufflepuff who matched Ravenclaw this year.In this regard, Ian is also happy to see the results, stay away from the protagonist, and leave everything to the chief director of Dumbledore. This is his principle.

After everything was ready, the two roommates slowly got up.

Ivy, who was sleepy, glanced at Ian sitting there, and exclaimed in disbelief:

"Hey, Ian, although it's the first day, you shouldn't get up so early. Merlin's socks, what time is it, and you've even washed and changed!"

"Hahaha, maybe I still have to get familiar with the castle's stairs like a freshman. The book records that there are as many as 142 spiral staircases in Hogwarts. No one wants to be fooled by them on the first day.

Well, you guys hurry up and wash up, and you, Andre, don't lie on the bed now that you're up. "

After Ian finished speaking, he picked up the organized books and pushed the door out.

……

The first lesson marked on the timetable was Potions, with Hufflepuff.

The Potions classroom is in the basement, one of the furthest from the tower lounge.

So Ian had to go through more movable stairs to get there. From the top floor to the bottom floor, the biggest test for him was the cumbersome staircase conversion.

Fortunately, he went out early, and there were no accidents along the way. He arrived at the door of the classroom 20 minutes before class.

At this time, in the Potions class classroom, there were already a few little eagles sitting there previewing their homework.

Although surprised by Ian's arrival, he was not overly curious. After all, none of the wizards who could be assigned to Ravenclaw cared too much about other people's affairs.

But there are exceptions to everything, such as Padma Patil, who is a little excited beside Ian at the moment, this Indian girl in the original book, one of the members of Dumbledore's Army.

"So you're going to be taking classes with us this year?"

It was Mandy Bloch, a first-year student who was talking with Padma, watching her finally ask the key question.

The other Ravenclaw girls turned their eyes to Ian tacitly, as if expecting something.

"Yeah, that's right, I think at least this term, we're all going to have classes together."

Ian's answer made the little girls cheer.

"Okay, girls, class is about to start, and you don't want to be deducted points by Professor Snape on the first day, so we can talk about it after class."

Obviously, deducting points on the first day is unacceptable to the Eagles.After Ian finished speaking, they returned to their seats obediently.

Ian was finally relieved after getting rid of these girls who pestered him when they entered the door. As for the others, Ian didn't plan to know them either.

He came here to learn magic, not to play house with friends, even if he was a seventh grade student, he was just a big boy in his eyes.

As for why he always communicates and chats patiently, in fact, Ian has only one purpose, which is to not be so different.

A sentence he likes very much is - 'with its light, with its dust'.

After all, everyone has taken the initiative to say hello, why are you being so cold?In addition to attracting attention, Ian really can't think of any other role.

So Ian's plan for himself at Hogwarts is to try not to take the initiative to socialize, otherwise it will make his little study time even more urgent.

Time always passed by inadvertently. At exactly 9 o'clock, there was a "Peng" sound at the door of the classroom, and Professor Snape, who was wearing that unchanging black cloak, strode into the classroom.

He walked in silence, waving his wand, and as he moved, the windows were tightly shut and the candles in the classroom were lit.

When he walked to the podium and turned around, the last window happened to be closed. After doing all this, he stood calmly on the podium.

He glanced at the freshmen in the classroom blankly and indifferently, even for Ian, he only looked at them for less than half a second.

He casually picked up the roster on the table and began to roll the roll. After confirming that no one was late and absent from class, he said in his indifferent and flat tone: "Very well, it seems that you all understand the importance of being on time."

"You have come here to learn this precise and rigorous science of potions."

"I don't expect you to really understand the wonderful feeling of the white smoke and fragrance floating in the slow-simmering cauldron..."

"You also won't really understand the wonderful magical power that flows into the blood vessels of people..."

Perhaps it was because Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff belonged to the neutral camp, so they were not hostile or targeted by Snape, nor would they enjoy the deadly triple-question treatment of the Savior.

To Ian and the others, Snape at this moment was just a strict potions professor.

But Ian understood better than anyone else how powerful this tragic half-blood prince was in the field of potions.

So for the whole class, he kept taking notes. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. This is the truth he understood when he was very young.

Fortunately, the content of the first lesson is not complicated, learning and brewing potions for treating scabies.

Professor Snape wrote all the steps and important points for attention on the blackboard, and after explaining in detail the places that are prone to errors, he continued to say in his unchanging tone:

"I see that you have already consciously divided into groups, which at least shows that your brains are still useful. Now, let's do it, and let me see whose brain can only do this."

Ian only now knows why potion masters have such a high reputation and such a small number of people. In an industry that is obviously very profitable, everyone doesn't work hard?stupid?

After he really learned about potions, Ian realized that brewing potions really requires talent.

Theoretical knowledge and procedures, as well as the processing of medicinal materials, as long as you are not an idiot, you can do it very well. The difficulty lies in the control of the heat and the stirring of magic power.

Yes, magic stirring.Use your own magic power as a medium to stir the various medicinal materials in the crucible, let them fully fuse, decompose, and volatilize, and then use the magic power as the foundation to make the combined medicinal materials mutate again.

In layman's terms, it is 'enchantment', which allows the potion to truly produce magical power.

And all of the above, all rely on the potion master's feeling to complete, so this is a profession that requires talent.

Simple potions are fine, just like the scabies potion that Ian learned today, five kinds of medicinal materials: poisonous snake teeth, pangge onions, dried nettles, and porcupine quills.The cooking process only needs to grasp a few key points, and then it can be completed step by step.

But this is just the content of the first potions class for the first-year little wizard!

Compared with the Blessing Elixir that has been boiled for half a year, and hundreds of strange ingredients are mixed and matched, the difference between the difference is simply that the light of fireflies competes for the brightness of the moon.

"Miss Patil, give me the porcupine thorn, and then please unwrap the bundle of dried nettles, and choose three more complete ones to put on the table..."

During the brewing process, Ian basically confirmed that he still has some potion talents, and the most important thing is that he can clearly feel their changes.

The feeling of blessing to the soul, every step is just right, as if the mother can feel the needs of her child, precise and timely.

When a person is concentrating on doing one thing, he often ignores the changes around him, and even does not notice the passage of time. Psychology calls this state - flow.

At this moment, Ian is in a state of flow, he is the only change in the world that is the potion, and the medicinal material that seems to have vitality and can speak.

What Ian didn't know was that Professor Snape had been standing behind him for a long time.

In fact, after going around the classroom and criticizing some horrible combinations, Professor Snape had already discovered Ian's state. This is a state that every potion master is familiar with.

Snape also had a certain understanding of the student in front of him.Although it was the first class today, after the opening dinner, Professor McGonagall told the other professors about Ian's situation.

I hope they can give appropriate tolerance, and don't ignore the fact that the other party has never been exposed to magic because of their age.

What surprised Snape a little was the talent of the student in front of him in brewing potions.

That kind of handy, just right, presents a kind of beauty of nature, and every move has its rhythm.

Turn off the heat, cool down, and then prepare to fill into the clear colored glass bottles that have been placed in advance.

After doing all this, Ian breathed a long sigh of relief. Brewing the potion seems simple, but it is actually very exhausting.

"Not bad! One point for Ravenclaw!"

Ian was taken aback by the sudden sound.

I saw Professor Snape who came out at some time behind him, picked up the potion that had just been bottled, shook it gently, and opened the lid to let the smell out, so as to judge the effect of the potion more accurately.

Ian was very happy about Snape's extra points, he didn't care about the so-called college points.

Instead, he cared about Snape's approval, and the potion that could be awarded points by him also proved his talent for brewing.

There is not much time left in this class, and other students have completed the cooking task one after another.

There was no so-called explosion or crucible overturned. Occasionally, a few sets of brewing failed, but they were just severely reprimanded and ridiculed by Professor Snape.

"The main points about the boiling of the scabies potion, and the inspiration from its formula, no less than 12 inches, hand in before the next class."

"By the way, Mr. Titus stay here." Professor Snape stopped Ian after finishing his homework.

Ignoring the sympathetic looks from the other eaglets, Ian walked straight towards Snape upon hearing the words.

"Professor Snape, hello, you can call me Ian." After finishing speaking, he quietly waited for the other party to express his intention.

"Very good, Ian, only the scabies potion you brewed in this class has reached the perfect quality. This is why I kept you here on purpose. I want to ask you, what is the potion to you? And How you felt when brewing the potion."

For this kind of question, Ian chose to answer according to his heart. After thinking about it, he said: "Professor, you may know my situation. This is the first time I have come into contact with magic and potions. Potions are magical to me." magic."

After a slight pause, Ian continued:

"I like this kind of magic. When brewing the potion, I can feel its changes without distraction, and feel the demands of various magic materials. Everything seems to be alive. When I look at the finished potion at the end, the sense of accomplishment is fascinating. .

The above is my most honest answer, Professor. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Snape who was falling into memories, and Ian also kept quiet politely.

……

After a long time.

"If you really like potions, I will write you a list of books, and you can go to the library to borrow them in the order of the contents.

If there is something you don't understand, you can come to my office every Saturday between 4:6pm and [-]:[-]pm to ask questions. "

"Thank you professor, I will strictly follow your recommendation to read and study carefully."

Ian sincerely thanked the other party for his help. Regarding the feelings Snape gave him, he said without bragging that the other party was indeed a good teacher.

With rich knowledge and experience, and not many words, every sentence can directly hit the key points and find the key points of the problem.

Of course, if you over-interpret him from the perspective of the savior, you will be a greasy old bat spraying venom everywhere.

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