Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

At this moment, Professor Slughorn was giving a farewell speech on the stage in the Great Hall. It was obvious that he was quite happy with this arrangement. As he was about to officially retire, he bid farewell to all the students with a smile. The young wizards present also gave the professor a definite and warm applause. As far as teaching is concerned, Professor Slughorn was still very popular. After all, he was a good old man, and except for a little vanity, he always treated people with a kind and elder-like attitude.

At this time, Snape, who was sitting in the teacher's seat, kept squinting at Anduin, almost making him feel bristly all over. He could only lower his head and secretly curse his bad luck, it seemed that he would have a hard time in the future.

"Hey, Anduin, do you know that new headmaster? He seems to like you very much, he keeps staring at you." Vivian craned her neck to look at Snape and said to Anduin.

"Hehe." Anduin glanced at Snape again and found that he was still staring at him intently. "I'd rather not be 'liked' so much."

"Where have you been these past two days? You don't know how lively it has been these past two days. All the students are having a carnival, and even the food has become much richer." Vivian said happily.

"I don't have that much good mood. By the way, how have those pure-blood guys been recently?" Anduin was a little curious about those guys, without a leader, what else could they stir up.

"What else can they do." Vivian turned her head and glanced in the direction of the upper grades. "Those guys were still crestfallen at the beginning, but yesterday that Roly Yaxley jumped out again and announced that the Dark Lord was not actually dead, and that he would continue to defend the dignity of the pure-blood families or something."

"In a sense, he's right." Although Anduin didn't know the plot of the original book, he could also guess that Voldemort wouldn't just die so simply.

"They had another big fight with Vanessa, but it's been much quieter recently. Why don't you go back to the common room to live? Isn't it boring to stay outside alone every day? And you don't know any of the school news." Vivian said.

Vivian knew that many Slytherin pure-bloods didn't like Anduin, and often used foul language to talk about him behind his back, and always wanted to make trouble for him, but Anduin didn't give them any chance. He hadn't stayed in the common room for a long time. Those people couldn't even see Anduin once a day, but the situation seemed to have changed recently.

"Let's observe a little more, some people don't do evil for any reason, they just do evil for the sake of doing evil, and they will always find some excuses for their behavior." Anduin said noncommittally.

The banquet ended in peace and joy, at least for most people.

And Anduin's mood was not so beautiful the next day, because the first class this morning was Potions class taught by the new Headmaster Snape.

At this time, Anduin and Vivian were sitting together in front of the operating table, quietly waiting for class to begin. Soon a black figure appeared in front of them, a black robe, black hair, black eyes, Snape had a straight face, like a silent bat, flashed past in front of everyone, hugged his chest with both hands, coldly scanned the people under the stage, and then focused his gaze on Anduin.

"I don't know how you have learned in your previous Potions classes, and I don't want to know. Although Professor Slughorn has rich Potions knowledge and teaching experience, he is always too kind and always tolerates some stupid guys who keep making the same mistakes."

Snape looked around with a cold face, and then said word by word.

"Making potions is a profound science, a precise craft. For those few, and those who are truly interested, I can teach you how to confuse the mind, confuse the senses, I will teach you to win fame, brew glory, and even let you escape death."

"Speaking of which." Snape glanced at Anduin again. "Perhaps some people think they already have extraordinary abilities and are confident enough in themselves."

"Mr. Wilson." Snape walked up to Anduin.

Here it comes, Anduin thought helplessly, but had to bite the bullet and stand up. "Professor."

"What do you get if I add powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Snape asked coldly.

"You get a powerful sleeping draught, the Draught of Living Death, also called the Living Death Potion."

Snape's face remained unchanged, and he said again: "If I want to make a Draught of Euphoria, how should I process the main ingredients?"

"A cauldron of Draught of Euphoria requires two Mandrake fruits, one whole without peeling, and one peeled and sliced."

"Then if I have a contaminated dragon blood, what potion do you think it can be made into?"

Anduin frowned. This question was seriously beyond the syllabus, okay, but he still bit the bullet and answered: "As far as I know, contaminated dragon blood can be used as the main ingredient of 'Mad Dragon Blood Potion', but that potion may drive people crazy."

"Maybe you just need to answer the question directly, you don't need to make such unnecessary reminders." Snape still stared at Anduin gloomily. "It seems that some people do have the capital to be arrogant."

Anduin didn't respond to Snape's words and sat down calmly.

"What are you waiting for, why don't you write all this down." Snape returned to the podium, crossed his hands, and said loudly.

Snape's aura instantly shocked everyone, and for a while, there was a rustling sound of writing in the classroom.

"Oh my god, I thought Snape liked you before, what did you do to him, it feels like he wants to bite you to death." Vivian tilted her head and whispered.

Anduin shook his head slightly. If he was always targeted by this professor, he couldn't stand it. He had to think about what to do. Should he admit his mistake first? Surface work is sometimes necessary.

The Potions class continued in this oppressive atmosphere. Snape was guiding everyone to prepare the Swelling Solution. This potion can cause the parts of the body that come into contact with the potion to swell.

"Prepare the pufferfish eyes, and then put them in one by one after I stir the potion in the cauldron three times." Anduin calmly instructed Vivian.

At this moment, a figure silently swayed behind the two of them, and contemptuously commented: "Are you so sure that the time you put in the ingredients is accurate, Mr. Wilson, maybe you should confirm it again?"

Vivian was startled by the sudden sound behind her, and the material clamped by the tweezers was almost dropped, but Anduin calmly replied: "Yes, Professor, I am very sure, it's now, Vivian."