Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Les was not being sarcastic or sarcastic about Daphne. Until now, he really felt that this child had a talent for potions.

Before, Daphne had always prepared potions according to her or Snape's instructions. She would do whatever she wrote on the blackboard or what she said. This is not to say that she is not good, because many young wizards cannot even follow the instructions, but if you want to become a true master of potions, you cannot rely solely on the teacher's writing on the blackboard.

If you always rely on writing on the blackboard and taking notes, your ultimate achievement will be nothing more than an outstanding pharmacist.

Snape noticed Daphne's movements. He walked quickly to Daphne's table and watched her take out the handkerchief that had been boiled for nearly a minute from the pot.

"Miss Daphne, I need to know the reason for your behavior just now." Snape looked at Daphne, there was no emotion on his face, and it was difficult to tell what he was thinking from his expression.

"This takes less time, makes the juice more efficient, and you don't have to work hard to cut the berries." Daphne pointed to the small pile of berries on the chopping board of the little wizard next to her. If it were really cut into pieces, it would take at least a quarter of an hour.

Most of the time in preparing the raw materials for the potion was spent chopping berries. Daphne really saved a lot of time by doing this.

Snape's eyes fell on the wet handkerchief.

Daphne panicked for a moment, but considering that this behavior was tacitly approved by Les, she calmed down again.

"The potion also needs to be filtered after preparation, so I think there is no problem in putting the handkerchief directly into it and boiling it. It can also improve the utilization of the squeezed berry juice."

Snape nodded, then took the shoe from her hand, turned it over, and motioned to Daphne to check the state of the heel.

"During the beating process, the dirt from the shoe was attached to the handkerchief, and then you threw it into your cauldron. Your potion was contaminated." Snape said softly, and then removed her shoe Place gently on the table.

Daphne: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"It will have a certain impact, but it will have little effect on the efficacy of the medicine. It's a good idea. Remember to think more before doing it next time - you are a Slytherin, you must learn to use your brain, and don't act recklessly like other people. "After giving some advice to Daphne, and irritating the Gryffindor little lions, Snape left.

Daphne has taken advantage of the academy. If she were a Gryffindor, points would be deducted for her.

However, after her demonstration, other students present also followed suit, finding something to wrap the elderberries in, and then finding ways to crush them.

Perhaps because Daphne's method saved a lot of time and energy, surprisingly no major accidents occurred in today's Potions class.

By the time class ended, even Snape's expression had become much calmer.

"Very creative. Potions does need a little innovative spirit, but you still have to think a lot before innovating." Les walked out of the Potions classroom while reviewing the experiences and gains from the previous class with Daphne.

Passing the bulletin board in the foyer, Les noticed a small group of people gathered around it, reading from a piece of parchment that had just been stapled up. Several Gryffindor students looked very excited and called Harry and Ron over.

Les walked over and took a look and found that it was actually a notice. The notice said that the school would establish a dueling club. Tonight was the first meeting of the club. Young wizards who were interested could attend.

"Interesting. Will the school finally focus on cultivating students' practical combat abilities?" Rice was very happy to see Hogwarts decided to open a dueling club.

What Les didn't know was that the founding of the Dueling Club was closely related to him.

A spy from the Secret Order tried to sneak into Hogwarts, but was discovered by Rice. After killing him, the spy's body was sent to Dumbledore by the owner of the Pig's Head Bar.

The school had been infiltrated by suspicious persons time and time again, and Dumbledore judged from experience that this kind of spying would not stop for a long time to come. This was something that had never happened before. Finding ways to improve students' self-defense abilities should really be put on the agenda. It just so happens that Hogwarts now has the most reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in recent years...

In this way, at Dumbledore's suggestion, the Dueling Club was established.

"It looks interesting." Daphne looked at the notification on the bulletin board, thoughtfully.

"Let's take part." Les decided, and it just so happened that he could take this opportunity to see the fighting level of the young wizards in Hogwarts.

He didn't have high expectations - as long as there weren't any sparks flying, he'd be fine with it as long as it was a little more lively than the Muggles setting off fireworks.

At eight o'clock in the evening, almost the entire school was out.

The word "Dueling Club" is as attractive to energetic little wizards as "Quidditch".

Have a vigorous duel with the guy from the academy next door who doesn't like you, and won't be locked up, make a splash in front of a beautiful young girl, learn some practical magic...

Everyone's purpose is different, but the destination is the same. Students poured into the auditorium, and sisters Les and Daphne were no exception. Like everyone else, they walked into the venue where the Duel Club was held.

The dining tables of various colleges in the auditorium were removed, and the ceiling became as dark as velvet, illuminated by thousands of candles floating in the air. The center of the auditorium is a circular platform. The height and shape ensure that students in every corner of the auditorium can clearly see what is happening on the platform.

In the corner on one side of the auditorium, there were hundreds of mats piled up, and the floor of the auditorium was also covered with a thick plush carpet. It can be seen that tonight everyone is going to learn more than just theory.

The students gathered around the circular platform, holding their own wands and looking excited on their faces. The area around the circular platform was already as crowded as sardine cans, and everyone was trying to get closer to the platform.

"Who do you think will teach us how to duel?" Les heard Astoria's voice.

Daphne responded to her: "It's most likely Professor Flitwick. He was the champion of the dueling competition when he was young, but there must be professors from other disciplines involved - we can't let Professor Flitwick duel with the students, right?"

Les turned his head and glanced at Daphne: the child looked eager to try, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the wand turned white.

Little girl, you seem to have some inconsistency?

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