Hogwarts: Is this junior good or evil?

"Hmph, it seems that our Mr. Yang always wants to add a little self-righteous insights." Snape's cold voice sounded behind Yang Tian.

Yang Tian still said politely: "I also hope to realize my little ideas in this way so that I can get the professor's corrections. A bottle of wormwood infusion costs one galleon, which is equivalent to one copper nart per drop. The investment of one copper nart in exchange for a slightly more comfortable taste and lower adverse reactions is very cost-effective, isn't it?"

Snape carefully observed the liquid in the crucible again, then walked away with an indifferent look on his face, but he did not spray poison on the potion made by Yang Tian.

However, Yang Tian was also sure of one thing: the fact that Snape would not give extra points to students from other colleges in the original book seemed to be true. This made Yang Tian scorn Snape in his heart.

Knowing that he had passed the test, Yang Tian immediately relaxed. He casually guided Terry in making the potion while watching other students around him making the potion.

At this moment, Yang Tian smelled a pungent odor coming from behind him. Yang Tian had experienced too many accidents like this, and he almost instinctively drew out his wand and cast a Blast Protection at the source of the smell. This was a skill his grandmother had specially taught him for experimental protection.

This spell can be cast quickly, and its protective range is a sphere centered on the explosion point. It has super strong defense against all types of explosions. The only drawback is that the explosion point cannot be too large, otherwise it cannot be covered at all.

After Yang Tian finished casting the spell, a cry of surprise came belatedly.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly and looked over. Sure enough, it was exactly what he had guessed, his good friend Neville. It seemed that Neville could not escape Snape's ridicule.

Sure enough, although the explosion did not cause any damage due to Yang Tian’s spell, there was not even a sound.

But Snape's cold face still came to Neville: "Neville Longbottom, can you tell me what's in your head? You must have put porcupine quills in the crucible without removing it from the fire!"

"I really can't imagine that you could make such a mess of a potion that you can easily brew successfully if you have a brain. I'm really worried about your future!"

Neville was almost crying after being ridiculed by Snape, but he still clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head and said nothing.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and use your unclear brain to brew another one!"

After a pause, Snape continued to pour out his venom and said, "And you, while you have time to watch the fun, first make sure whether your potion will have a more tragic end!"

The young wizards were also shocked when they heard this, and quickly returned to brewing the potion...

In this way, the Potions class slowly came to an end, and all the students handed in their potions.

Except for Yang Tian's potion, the quality of everyone else's potion was very average. After all, most of the students were making potions for the first time, so it was already good enough that they could make them.

It is worth mentioning that with the help of Yang Tian, ​​Neville finally completed the task before the end of get out of class. But he was still unhappy, obviously, the power of Snape's venom spray was too strong.

After one class, Yang Tian had many more fans, and his magical performance in the Potions class also spread among the young wizards.

Yang Tian was quite satisfied with his performance today, but his two friends were unhappy.

Yang Tian was naturally aware of Neville's knot. After leaving the classroom, he patted Neville on the shoulder and asked earnestly, "Neville, do you believe me?"

Although Neville was full of thoughts, he answered without hesitation: "Of course, you are my best friend."

Yang Tian nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Don't be like this when you encounter a little setback. There is a saying in China that hard work can make up for lack of talent. If you want to get out of your current predicament, come to me after class this afternoon and I will help you."

"But let me make this clear first. The prerequisite for me to help you is that you must be diligent and perseverant enough, and really be willing to invest more time than others in learning magic."

Hearing Yang Tian's words, Neville seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He said firmly: "Great, I knew you would help me, Tian. Don't worry, I will do my best."

Yang Tian smiled with satisfaction, and then said to his friends around him: "Now that everything is fine, why don't you go eat quickly? Be careful that all the delicious food will be snatched away."

Hearing this, Neville and Terry, the two little fat boys, perked up and ran forward in a hurry. Padma looked at Hermione thoughtfully, then smiled kindly at Yang Tian, ​​turned around and left, leaving Yang Tian and Hermione to walk slowly forward.

"What's wrong? Is our Miss Know-It-All in trouble?" Yang Tian teased.

"What's Miss Know-It-All? That's really ugly." Hermione frowned in dissatisfaction.

Hermione's mood at this moment was extremely complicated. On the one hand, she was happy for her friend's excellent performance. But on the other hand, she felt powerless for her own poor performance.

During the entire 20-minute questioning, I only knew the standard answers to the first small part; after that, I stumbled; and I couldn't understand the last part at all.

And his performance in the hands-on part of making potions was even more disastrous.

You can imagine how much of a blow all this must have been to her, who was so proud and arrogant.

"Hermione, although we have known each other for a short time, I can tell from your words and actions that you have a wealth of knowledge of magic." Yang Tian said again.

Hearing Yang Tian's praise, Hermione's mouth corners curled up instinctively, but when she thought about it again, her face immediately fell again.

"And you have only known about the existence of magic for just over a month," Yang Tian added.

"So what? What do you want to say?" Hermione was already a little impatient.

"When I was less than three years old, I fell asleep listening to my parents reading potion books and herbal books. It was also at that time that my parents took me to watch the preparation of potions and take care of herbs every day. All in all, it took me eight or nine years to learn this knowledge." Yang Tian said with a smile.

Hermione opened her mouth slightly when she heard this, and looked at Yang Tian in surprise, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged in her heart.

Yang Tian seemed not to notice Hermione's expression and continued, "Now there is something that interests me very much. How long does Miss Know-It-All, who has such a strong learning ability, plan to make up for the past eight or nine years? Hermione, are you afraid that you can't catch up in your studies? Is that funny?"

Hermione burst out laughing when she heard Yang's words, and she raised her chin proudly again.

In fact, Hermione is not someone who gives up easily. It's just that she was hit so hard all of a sudden that she lost her composure. After Yang Tian's counseling, her confidence has already returned. In terms of learning ability, Hermione is more afraid of anyone.

“Look at it, look at it, crying and laughing at the same time. You should really record this scene. When you are successful in the future and go on stage to receive an award, you can play it for the audience to enjoy.” Yang Tian joked.

As he spoke, he began to mutter about feasible plans: "By the way, can we use the Pensieve to extract the memories and then make it?"

Hermione was speechless at Yang Tian's train of thought; she felt even more embarrassed about her performance just now.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She raised her sinful little fist and shouted, "You dare." Then she made a gesture to hit him.

Yang Tian was not willing to suffer this loss, so he directly controlled the Somersault Cloud to fly out, leaving Hermione running hard behind...