Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 78 The magic of Yin and Yang!

"Yes." Hermione nodded seriously, "Did Professor Lockhart use the Cleaning Charm and Ironing Charm that Professor Flitwick mentioned in a short period of time?

That's not right, Professor Lockhart's wand was thrown out the window, unless he can cast spells without a wand..."

Hermione was still mumbling, and Harry slapped her butt hard:

"Your hair is dry, go back to your bed quickly! Aren't you just here to dry your hair?"

"Just one more massage, one more massage and I'll leave!" Hermione vowed as she was brought back to reality from her thinking mode.

"Ha, I knew it." Harley sneered, but she was very honest.

……

The first period of the next morning was Potions class.

Professor Snape had a dark face early in the morning. Before class, his mood deteriorated at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

After all, he has Professor Lockhart beside him, Professor Lockhart who can't stop talking even after breakfast.

"Dear Professor Snape, you should really try my homemade shampoo." Professor Lockhart's eyes were sharp and he could tell at a glance that Snape had resumed the habit of washing his hair not long after.

"It's difficult to wash away the deep-seated oil in your hair, so you should try my top-notch aristocratic shampoo..."

While introducing, Professor Lockhart deliberately shook his blond hair to show how good his hair quality was and how thick his hair was.

He also showed his white teeth intentionally or unintentionally, as if he wanted to sell his homemade toothpaste next.

The students sitting below all saw this scene.

The eaglets of Ravenclaw and the badgers of Hufflepuff covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

The Gryffindor little lions simply toasted to each other in celebration and unabashedly winked in the direction of Slytherin House.

However, the Slytherin snakes didn't care at all about the provocation from the stupid lions, or they had no time to care, because they all focused on Professor Lockhart with murderous eyes.

It wasn't until Potions class started that Professor Snape hurried over.

"Class!" He shouted sharply, with "I'm in a bad mood, don't mess with me" written all over his face.

The Gryffindors and Slytherins who attended this class were all obedient and did not dare to make the slightest move.

"Hand in all your summer homework!" Professor Snape strode around the classroom.

"Then we will simply prepare some potions right away!

I sincerely hope that your brains can still remember what I taught, even if it is only one-half, or even one-third...

As long as I'm not like someone who's comparable to a troll, I'm happy! "

Malfoy sneered unabashedly from below, and Professor Snape glanced at him and ignored him.

Everyone spread their summer homework on the table. Professor Snape waved his wand gently, causing the homework to fly up and fall into a pile.

"I heard that a certain professor had to go down to collect the test papers himself? I really wonder how his brain grew. He didn't even know that he was a wizard."

Professor Snape flipped through the collected homework, pretending not to care, and mentioned something.

"Lockhart is indeed not as powerful as you!" Malfoy said loudly, "You are the best professor in Hogwarts!"

The Gryffindors all glared at Malfoy, but Malfoy was so proud that he didn't care at all about Gryffindor's eyes.

"Oh, that's not enough." Professor Snape raised the corners of his mouth.

"At least some old man was indeed a better professor than me, and he was.

Now, looking at his actions this semester, I am very skeptical of that conclusion...cut the crap! Let’s review the content of last semester’s final exam and forget about the potion! "

……

The students fired quickly, put the crucible on the table, and operated it quickly.

Professor Snape was wandering around the classroom as usual and outputting:

"Mr. Longbottom, if I were you, I would add water first and then start the fire! So as not to burn through the bottom of the poor cauldron! This is a fact that all Muggles know!"

"Ms. Brown, don't look through this semester's textbooks to find the recipe! The forgetfulness potion was from last semester!"

"Mr. Gower, you should be more careful with the cockroach liver, you are going to crush it into a pulp!"

Professor Snape was extremely toxic today, and even the Slytherins suffered a lot.

It was obvious that he was aroused by Professor Lockhart.

It wasn't until he passed by Harry that Professor Snape slowed down significantly and his tone became slightly gentler, as if he were giving normal instructions:

"Miss Harley, maybe you can think about why you put out the fire before adding cockroach liver.

Also, why can’t the water be boiled in the first place, but the ingredients should be added directly after heating for two minutes..."

The Slytherins in the back chuckled, and the Gryffindors also cast sympathetic looks.

After all, in everyone's eyes, Harry was the standard unlucky Potions student.

She has been targeted by Professor Snape, criticized in every class, and often placed in solitary confinement——

When Harry went to Professor Snape to make up lessons, he always told others that he was being detained. Hermione, the only one who knew about it, obviously had a strict tongue and would not talk nonsense.

This also convinced almost everyone that Professor Snape did not like Harry.

Of course, Professor Snape's question of giving Harry extra points was selectively ignored by most people.

After all, he was targeted so miserably, so what’s the point of adding a few points? If you don’t add points, Professor McGonagall won’t agree!

After class, several Gryffindor girls gathered around Harry to comfort her. Only Hermione quietly rolled her eyes.

How could Professor Snape be targeting this? It was clearly a preference!

As expected, Harry continued to go to Professor Snape's place for solitary confinement at night this semester.

The Gryffindor classmates who knew about it felt even more sorry for her.

Think about it, being alone with Professor Snape in a sealed basement, it's still late at night, it's dark outside, and there's no one around...

It’s scary to think about it!

……

The first week of school was finally over, and Harley was happy to have a weekend to sleep in.

But she didn't get what she wanted.

"Wake up! Harley!" Early in the morning, Harley heard a voice ringing in her ears and a hand patting herself.

"Sister Angelina?"

Harley's shoulders were half exposed, and she slowly climbed up, biting the strap of her pajamas, which made Angelina stunned.

"Sister Angelina, what's the matter?" Harley sat on the bed like a duck, rubbing her eyes, seeming to wake up, and asked softly.

"Wood said let us go to training... It's okay, you continue to sleep! I will help you suppress him!" Angelina said righteously.

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)