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' Snape paused, then continued.

"You have come here to learn the delicate science and exacting craft of potion-making. Since there are no foolish wands waving here, many of you will not believe it is magic. I do not expect you to really grasp The beauty of the slow-simmering cauldron is emitting white smoke and bursts of fragrance. You will not really understand the liquid that flows into people's blood vessels, the magical power that makes people's hearts sway and their minds blurred. I can teach you how to improve your reputation. , brewing glory, and even preventing death—but there must be one thing, that is, you are not the kind of idiots I often encounter." (Dark Night: Oh Ho Ho, the legendary classic quotations finally appeared!)

Satisfied to see that everyone was shocked by his opening remarks, the little Snape in his heart made a victory gesture excitedly, and Snape began to give a formal lecture.

He didn't ask questions or ask students to make potions like the previous potions teacher did. Snape didn't intend to let these reckless little monsters touch those dangerous objects in the first class. I don't want to be busy increasing the proficiency of "Cleaning Up" or "Layers of Armor" in one class.

"If you want to learn potions well, you must first cultivate your interest in beautiful potions." Once Snape entered the state, his otherworldly temperament became more obvious, making people's thoughts unconsciously random. Dance to his narration.

"I know that there are many reasons for you to enter Hogwarts, but they can be summed up in three points, in order to find a better job in the future, to learn how to control and use abilities, and for your own future." From the podium Up and down, Snape continued.

"Perhaps you think that Potions is an irrelevant subject and will not be of great help to your future. However, I want to tell you that Potions can be said to be the most useful subject in your future."

Everyone was stunned when they heard it, potion?Diagon Alley is full, and it is life-threatening to cook, so what's the use?

"All potions masters are rich, why? Because brewing potions is a magical power. Potions masters with a mandrake of one copper Nat can brew three bottles worth three gold Galleon's anesthetic, if there are some other auxiliary materials, can even brew a bottle of psychedelics with thirty gold Galleons. Similarly, the higher the value of the potion material, the higher the value of the potion obtained, For example, if you can get one hundred gold galleons of moonshine grass, many people will be willing to pay three thousand gold galleons or even more for a love potion made of moonshine grass. In short, potions can It's a science for profiteering."

Scanning the entire classroom, he was satisfied to find that everyone's eyes were staring at him without blinking. It seemed that his "interest education" had begun to bear fruit.Fine, go ahead.

"Maybe some people think that money is something extraneous, too vulgar, so good, let's say something not vulgar. For example, life, life during wartime."

The entire class was so silent that even the sound of a needle being dropped could be clearly heard. I am afraid that there are few people in the entire wizarding world who are more qualified than Snape to talk about war.

"In a war, one potion master is as effective as ten combat forces with plenty of mana, because when you are injured, the potion master can give you blood tonic potions, and when the mana is exhausted, the potion master can give you recovery potions. When you go to spy on the military, the potion master can give you the invisibility potion. All in all, I can say without exaggeration, "

Snape raised his eyebrows proudly, "If war really breaks out, and one of you becomes an outstanding potion master, I can recruit you on behalf of Voldy, and meet any of your non-excessive conditions, the most important thing is , your working position is not on the battlefield, but in the rear.”

"Hey!" Everyone took a deep breath, the working position in the rear means absolute safety!Even if they are not in the rear, if a magician carries a hundred bottles of potions, he will have an extra hundred lives!It seems that potions are really a useful subject!The little people in everyone's hearts clenched their little fists, and secretly decided in their hearts that for money and life, they must study potions well!

If you learn Potions well, you won't be afraid to travel all over the world!

Hence, Snape's unexpected success in Potions class.In the future, all the professors, including Voldemort, found out with envy that the students were the most serious about learning potions, and they respected Snape the most.

Snape told the students to go east, they would never go west, Snape told them to squeeze slugs, they would never dig mandrakes.The only time Snape didn't listen was when he was doing his homework.

Obviously Snape assigned homework of three inches, and none of the homework handed in was less than five inches. The most exaggerated Ravenclaw handed in homework every time with ten inches as the basic unit.This caused Snape a lot of headaches, and also made Voldemort, who originally felt that the time he spent with his little Sif was too short, extremely depressed.

And Snape's first class became a repertoire of the first potions class every year in the future, no matter who the potions professor was at the time.

The success of the first class allowed Snape to carry the title of "Excellent Wizard Teacher" besides "Dark Duchess" and "Heir of the Prince Family".

At night, Snape leaned obediently in Voldemort's arms, squinting his eyes to enjoy Voldemort's gentle touch, and would rub against him from time to time when he felt comfortable. 】

Voldemort looked at the little man in his arms a little amusedly, it looked like a kitten, how could it be as majestic and intimidating a group of small animals as it was rumored in the daytime in class.If those little animals see their professor like this, they will hit the wall depressed!

Of course, killing Voldemort won't make the second person see his little Sif, so is it possible to kill Voldemort in this world?What's more, there must be a Snape holding the potion next to him.

Answer, no.Therefore, Snape's miniature was destined to be Voldemort's patented product.

Gently stroking Snape's smooth long hair back and forth, and adjusted his posture so that Snape could lie down more comfortably, "I didn't expect my little Sif to be so powerful! He made everyone fall asleep all at once during the day." Shocked."

Smiling triumphantly, "That's right, don't look at who I am!" Then he stared at Voldemort with a small face, praise me, praise me, see how good I am!

Voldemort's more than ten years of hard work had now paid off, and Snape had been successfully spoiled by Voldemort.Although on the surface he still had that cold, otherworldly expression, but when he was with Voldemort in private, he was quite proficient in acting like a baby, fawning, and rubbing.

"Well, my little Sev is the best!" Sending little red flowers to his little Sev, Voldemort, was not stingy.

"It seems that my little Sif is very suitable to be a teacher!" Voldemort thought thoughtfully.

"That is, don't you know? In China, teachers are called 'engineers of the soul'!" Snape, who was praised, proudly held his little head high, showing a great look.

"That's fine, as long as Sev is happy." Voldemort suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Snape was stunned, and immediately understood what Voldy was worried about. He was moved, but he lightly beat Voldemort's chest with his hand, "Why do you think so much? Didn't I say it a long time ago, even though I like us very much My life in Shennongjia, but where I am with you, is my happiness!" This is Voldemort's achievement in the past few years, and Snape can now speak out his feelings quite frankly, especially about things that can promote The feeling of affection between two people.

Gently grasping Snape's restless little hand, Voldemort didn't still have the melancholy feeling just now, with an evil smile all over his face,

"That's right, then, little Sev, please allow me to make you happier!"

The breeze blew, and the bed curtain was blown up, and what I saw was the two people who were tightly intertwined, as if they would never be separated.

The author has something to say: Also, An Ye made up the information about potion making. If anyone has information and is willing to give An Ye, An Ye can change it. Forgive me.

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[HP] The latest chapter of Dark Night

Caesar Raj looked at Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy next to him with sparks in his eyes, kissing me, in broad daylight, bright and bright, lonely and widowed... male, what a shame!

Damn Harry Potter, you can't be a little messianic!Let that Draco Malfoy feed you for dinner!You let Malfoy wipe your mouth!You hugged Malfoy and rubbed him like a good-for-nothing kitten!You actually, actually ignored me!

Harry Potter always felt that a pair of eyes full of resentment were staring at him, and he couldn't help shivering with chills down his back.Concerned, Draco tightened Harry's slightly open collar, and then draped his coat hanging on the backrest over Harry's shoulders, "Look, it's making you lazy and don't want to change clothes, isn't it cold?"