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In Potions class, Draco once again squeezed out Harry's deskmate, Ron Weasley.

Ron rolled his eyes at Draco speechlessly and sat next to Hermione. Hermione tidied the table. "If you sit here, you have to listen to me."

Ron pursed his lips and said, "I will listen to you." A scumbag is not qualified to challenge a top student in studies.

Hermione was surprised, glanced at Ron, and smiled. Ron was actually quite cute when he was well-behaved.

Professor Snape walked into the Potions classroom and the room darkened. He glanced around and saw that the students who had been whispering just now didn't dare to breathe.

"The book turned to page 293..."

The sound of rustling books was heard below.

"I hope there is no volcanic eruption of potions today." Snape stared at Neville. "do you think so?"

Neville shrank his head, as if his head was about to plunge into the cauldron.

Snape said the precautions in a deep voice before letting the students start making potions.

Lilith stood at the door and did not go in to disturb. He listened quietly until Snape stopped talking, then opened the door softly.

Snape turned his head and saw Lilith opening the door, the furrow between his brows deepened.

Didn't that old bee ask for leave for her?

Harry's heart lifted when he saw Snape's expression. I feel that this gloomy and poisonous professor will spray venom on Lilith in the next second, and give Gryffindor a few points!

Unexpectedly, Snape did not speak. He just pointed to the empty seat closest to him and motioned for Lilith to sit down quickly.

Ron's eyes widened in disbelief and he couldn't close his mouth. Hermione nudged him to regain his composure and quickly work on the next potion ingredient.

Lilith sat down. There was no one in this position who could team up with her. She could only brew the potion by herself, but she had learned all the potions in second grade, and there was no need to form a team.

Professor Snape watched Lilith start making the pain-relieving potion in an orderly manner, then turned and walked towards Neville.

Neville's hands began to shake nervously.

At the end of the Potions class, the students handed the brewed potions to Professor Snape.

A bottle of perfect quality potion was placed on the table. Professor Snape knew whose work it was without looking up. Score Lilith directly with a quill pen.

Lilith did not leave immediately, but took out a piece of parchment and pushed it in front of Snape.

"Professor, my punishment is ready."

Snape glanced over, and the title was the contraindications for brewing and using Veritaserum.

He reached out and took it. There were densely packed words on it, with neat handwriting and rigorous wording. It was obvious at a glance that he was not being perfunctory.

"Yeah." Snape took the parchment and tried hard, but he didn't pull it out. He looked up along the girl's white hands.

Lilith's expression was strange, as if she wanted to say something to him.

Professor Snape: "What's wrong?"

Lilith was a little worried. Peter Pettigrew provoked Snape quite a bit last time, but now Professor Snape seemed to be fine.

"Are you okay now?"

Professor Snape saw the worry in Lilith's eyes. "I'm fine."

Lilith lowered her eyes and loosened her grip on the parchment. "That's good."

Snape looked at Lilith's back with confusion. Dumbledore told him that he and Lilith would go to Black's mansion during the holidays to find the next Horcrux.

She is the worrying one...