Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"Shut up! Mr. Hohenzollern, I must deduct ten points from Hufflepuff for your disrespect for the professor."

Professor Snape was not angry when he heard Carl's teasing, but continued to spray venom as usual.

The only difference was that when he was leaving, she looked at him quietly and said this.

"Also let me correct you. I'm not annoying, I'm just not very likable."

WTF? ? ? Hearing this, Karl felt like his brain was about to burn out, so he had no choice but to stop dwelling on the matter.

Start focusing on brewing potions, as for the points deducted from Hufflepuff.

Those are all minor problems. I have plenty of ways to make the other party pay back a hundred times.

As the class progressed, Carl even began to empathize with Professor Snape.

Because according to my own observation, the hands-on ability of these students is so low that it is a bit scary.

Either they got the steps wrong or they mixed up the ingredients; one table even put porcupine quills into the potion ahead of time.

As a result, the crucible used to brew the potion exploded, and the boiling potion splashed everywhere.

The little wizards were grimacing in pain due to the burns, and some of them even had several big blisters on their bodies. Faced with this situation.

Professor Snape was quite responsible and rushed over immediately, but his approach was not so gentle.

He briefly checked the injuries of several people, then took out a few glass bottles from his sleeves.

After opening the seal, he forced the liquid in without any explanation.

Looking at those poor students, they were grimacing in pain due to the burns.

Now he was tortured by Professor Snape's potion and was grimacing.

Carl kept shaking his head. Fortunately, there was no big problem on his side, although he had never seen Professor Snape prepare potions.

I can’t use the Memory Palace to achieve a perfect 1:1 reproduction, but fortunately I have strong hands-on skills.

I remember that when I was 10 years old, I had already learned how to manually disassemble and assemble firearms, and configure this low-level human-magic potion.

It is as easy as cooking instant noodles. Put the ingredients into the pot in order, boil the water over high heat first, then simmer over low heat.

Finally, turn to high heat to collect the juice. When the crucible turns into a pot of ugly green slime, you are basically done.

Just when Carl was full of confidence, he had just come back from watching the excitement and saw the silly girl Hannah standing next to him.

I was busy adding ingredients to the pot, and the color of the liquid in the pot was obviously wrong.

He looked at Hannah in surprise and asked quickly.

"What did you just put in there? I just looked away for a minute and the color of the pot turned blue."

"Porcupine quills!" The little girl's eyes revealed a kind of innocence that could be tainted by knowledge.

"What!!" Carl's brain was about to explode. He hurriedly tore off his robe and covered the dry pot with it.

Then he instantly put out the burning stove, hugged Hannah and yelled.

"Everyone get down!!!"

"Boom!!!"

With a loud bang, the nearly finished potion exploded, just like the mistake the two little wizards made before.

Fortunately, Carl responded in time. His robe blocked most of the power of the explosion, and his shout also allowed many students to dodge in time.

After the smoke cleared, everyone stood up and expressed their gratitude to Carl. After all, considering the power of the explosion just now.

If the other party hadn't done this, all of them would have had to go to the infirmary today, as for the person who caused the explosion.

Of course, Hannah was also forgiven by everyone. After all, she was a loli, so she could always get extra forgiveness.

However, there are exceptions to everything. Professor Snape, who was the tallest and standing in the center of the classroom, did not have time to lie down.

The explosion blew Carl's robe directly onto the professor's face, and the pot of blue potion and the crucible also fell on his head.

A sea-blue viscous liquid flowed down his big hooked nose, and his dark eyes were filled with furious murderous intent.

Everyone was stunned, but after watching carefully, they found that all the little wizards made uniform movements.

He turned away and covered his mouth with his hands to stop himself from laughing.

I don’t know if it was because the medicine was too hot or because Hannah changed the steps, this pot of medicine for treating scabies.

It seems to have a strong hair loss effect, with greasy long black hair falling out in clumps.

A moment later, under the already dim light of the classroom, a big bald head suddenly appeared in the middle of the classroom.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, what on earth are you doing? Have your brains been eaten by the ghouls?"

"And Miss, your creativity is truly amazing. I have to give you the highest praise for your feat."

"Hufflepuff will be deducted 50 points, and Mr. Hohenzollern, you must stay and clean the classroom after class."

"Wipe all utensils until they are shiny enough before leaving."

Professor Snape's roar kept echoing in the classroom, scaring all the little wizards, who just now had a look of gloating on their faces.

It immediately turned extremely pale, and no one dared to say a word, for fear that the fire in the city gate would affect everyone.

Hannah was so scared that she was about to cry. Her pigtails swung back and forth, and she looked at Karl with red eyes and asked anxiously.

"What should we do? What should we do? We have been deducted so many points by the academy, and we have no more materials."

"Is it a waste to make a new potion? I don't want to drink that disgusting pot of stuff."

Hannah was about to turn black and white, and she was so naive that she really thought Professor Snape would ask for help from someone who wasted materials.

Eating the wasted ingredients into one's stomach, I have to say that pot of blue slime is really disgusting.

And the points deducted were really too many, so Carl had to take action.

He slowly stood up, left his seat and walked directly to the cupboard, then took out the ring according to the market value.

He took out a gold Galleon and two silver Sickles and placed them on the podium, under the surprised gaze of everyone.

Holding a new potion ingredient, he returned to his seat.

Even Professor Snape, who had been staring at Carl, was confused for a moment by this operation.

He walked slowly to Karl's side, staring at him intently.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, what do you mean?"

Karl did not show any sign of fear and looked up and responded.

"Nothing. I know that the materials used in the Potions class are very expensive, so you, Professor, have tried so hard to persuade us not to waste them."

"But because of our mistakes, our unnecessary waste, and the losses caused to the school, of course I have to compensate."

"This is what I should do, professor, you don't have to thank me."

After just two or three sentences, Professor Snape was unable to find any fault and could only walk away with his sleeves folded.

That’s it, Professor Snape said one last word.

"Your learning ability poses no threat to me in the academic field, but it can bring me infamy in the field of education."

After the concluding remarks, this troubled Potions class came to an end.