HP: Embrace the Darkness

In the potions classroom

The little wizards looked at the empty podium, their eyes widened in disbelief, and they whispered excitedly.

"Professor Snape is late today?"

"Merlin, the old bat is actually late."

"The dean must have been delayed by something."

The bustling whispers could be heard even before Asseth opened the door.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, then followed Snape's example and opened the door forcefully.

"boom--"

The door made a violent banging sound, and the potions classroom fell silent for an instant.

All the little wizards were silent, lowering their heads and not daring to look at the people who came in, for fear of being caught by Snape and saying he was late.

"I'm sorry, classmates, Professor Snape is temporarily busy, so I will take over the class today. I was not familiar with the class schedule and almost forgot about you."

As soon as Asses spoke, all the little wizards raised their heads in surprise.

It’s not the old bat’s lesson!

Looking at their surprised looks, Asseth slowly showed an enigmatic smile.

I hope you can still laugh later.

"Although I am a substitute teacher, I still need to make some things clear. Any less than perfect potions are not allowed in my class."

The little wizards opened their eyes wide, and before they could make a sound, Asseth's second sentence came over.

"But don't worry, I can teach you step by step how to make the perfect potion."

The light in the eyes of the little wizard who usually fished in troubled waters in class disappeared.

Previously, Snape's focus was on Potter, and the blows to other young wizards would naturally be reduced accordingly.

And as long as their performance is no worse than Potter's, they won't be scolded, so there are still some young wizards who fish in troubled waters in Potions class after learning the tricks.

Contrary to the little wizards who fish in troubled waters, the eyes of the other little wizards who like to learn light up.

Previously, Snape's focus was on Potter, and because Potter's behavior was particularly irritable and easy to get angry, they didn't dare to ask for advice often when they had problems, so they had to figure it out on their own.

Aces stood on the podium and took in all their expressions. "Now that you all understand, get ready to start class."

"Let me ask you a question first, what did you write about during your vacation?"

This was a very simple question, so the little wizards all raised their hands with a "swish".

Asseth's eyes flashed across the many raised hands, and finally he clicked on the platinum peacock that stared desperately at him.

"Mr. Malfoy, tell me."

"It's the shrinking potion, Professor." Draco stood up proudly, his proud eyes undisguised, making the little Gryffindor lions feel depressed.

"Two points for Slytherin."

"Next question, the ingredients for the shrink potion."

The little wizards also knew the answer to this question. Everyone raised their hands high and looked at Asseth eagerly.

"Miss Granger, you answer."

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly stood up and began to recite.

"The ingredients for the shrink potion include daisy root, figs, caterpillars, mouse spleen and leech juice."

"Two points for Gryffindor."

Aces waved his hand, and the specific raw materials and production process required for the shrink potion instantly appeared on the blackboard.

chopped daisy root

Peeled shriveled figs

sliced ​​caterpillar

A mouse spleen

A little bit of leech juice

……

Aces's beautiful silent and wandless spell cast made the little wizard below look in admiration.

"The shrink potion, as the name suggests, can make the drinker shrink or transform into a younger form."

Aces spoke on the podium, and the little wizard below listened attentively.

"A correctly prepared shrink potion will produce a bright, dazzling green color."

"But if you unfortunately fail to make it, the potion will turn into an orange potion and be poisonous."

"So when you prepare it later, please pay attention to safety. I don't want you to be sent to the school infirmary on my first day of substitute teaching."

"Otherwise Madam Pomfrey will put me on the blacklist." Artes' gentle smile disappeared and he smiled slightly seriously.

The little wizard below nodded in assurance.

After explaining all the theoretical knowledge, Artes did not immediately ask the little wizards to prepare potions. Instead, he looked at Neville and Seamus a few rows behind him.

"Mr. Longbottom and Mr. Finnigan, please switch partners. You two will sit in the front row."

Neville and Seamus looked at each other, switched partners and moved to the front row according to Asseth's words.

"During the configuration process, the questions I just mentioned will not be answered. Feel free to ask other questions."

"Okay, let's get the materials and start preparing."

As Asses finished speaking, the little wizards stood up one after another to get the needed materials.

Aces stood on the podium, supervising the materials they took and checking them over by the way.

"You are still short of daisy roots, Mr. Longbottom."

Neville, who was walking back with a pile of materials, stopped awkwardly and turned around to complete his own materials.

When passing by Assis, Hanhan thanked him.

After everyone got the materials, the refining officially started. Artes walked down the podium and patrolled below like Snape.

When he was explaining just now, he was very detailed and reminded all the things that needed to be paid attention to, so the actions of the little wizards were neat and orderly.

Except Neville Longbottom.

Aces stopped beside Neville, watching helplessly as he forgot to stir the crucible he had just stirred, and then stirred it again, and sighed softly.

"Mr. Longbottom, give me your memory ball."

Neville stopped what he was doing, took out a small ball from his school uniform and handed it to Artes.

Aces took the memory ball, and the magic power spread into it, outlining several beautiful and complex magic words.

"Now the memory ball will remind you of forgotten things and tell you what you have forgotten."

"Try it. If it works, I will get you a more convenient prop when the time comes."

Neville took the memory ball and was surprised to find a line of small words floating on the memory ball: Forgot to add the daisy root.

"Thank...thank you, Professor Cavendish."

Neville thanked Arthas a little incoherently. He finally didn't have to worry about forgetting things.

"You're welcome. It's just a small effort, but it can only temporarily alleviate your problem."

Aces touched his sleeve and found that he had left his wand in the potion room after going to the cellar last night.

He didn't rely much on wands now, and other wands had almost no effect on him except the wand of Thunderbolt Elderberry.

"Give me your wand."

Neville now took Arthur's words seriously and immediately took out the wand from his body and handed it to Arthur.

Aces took it and pointed the tip of the stick on Neville's wrist, "Feel the temperature and tell me if it's hot enough to attract your attention."

"Okay, Professor Cavendish."

Neville nodded solemnly.