The little life of a platinum darling

After the lunch break at noon, many students who had been resting in the dormitory came out one after another.

However, it seems that the word peace and tranquility is not suitable for Slytherin, so——

"what--"

The first one who suffered misfortune was a third-grade student. He had just stepped out of the dormitory when he fell heavily and began to lose control of his hands and feet and couldn't stand up.

Then, a student in the second grade started babbling, barely mentioning how many times he had wet the bed as a child.

Not long after, a girl who was chatting with her friends in the common room suddenly burst into tears, covered her face and rushed into the dormitory, muttering something like "don't come near me".

The skin of the people who had eaten certain fruits in the rest room turned black like carbon, and after using the cleansing spell and recovery spell to no effect, they all ran back to the dormitory to take a shower.

"Jason, this won't be too sensational, right?" It's a national movement...

Blaise lay on his stomach by the door and looked out.

"They?" Feverret held an apple in his mouth, and was improving the simple puppet array in his hand. "They just got involved, and they didn't violate any of my interests. I'm already restrained."

"So, the real home is still the guy who cast the curse." Draco played with a white porcelain bottle; "I'm looking forward to it."

"However, that person is just the executor who was pushed to the stage, not the mastermind." Blaise objected.

"So what? He scratched one of my favorite clothes, and he will be punished. If you want to blame, you can blame the mastermind. But," Feverett paused, "You are the chief, Malfoy. Don't care about that? As the head of the first year, I think it's time for you to come forward."

Draco raised his eyebrows: "You're right." There are quite a few first graders there.

Draco cleared his throat and walked out the door.

"You're very interesting." The bedroom was quiet for a long while, and Blaise broke the quiet atmosphere: "Draco and I didn't pay attention to you, and he still resisted you as an 'unknown' I don't like the guy with the face. But you are doing very well as a young wizard entering the wizarding world for the first time. That's why Draco noticed you."

"It's almost time to go to class, what are you two talking about?" Draco opened the door and came in, picking up the book and robe.

In the afternoon, it was the Potions class that the Slytherins had been looking forward to for a long time. When the headmaster opened the door of the classroom with a "bang" and walked onto the podium in waves, both the Slytherins and the Gryffindors on the opposite side were clearly He felt the low air pressure surrounding Prof Snape.

He picked up a piece of parchment on the podium, and read the names on it in a voice as low as a cello, only looking up at Draco and Feverett when he called them.

When Harry's name was called, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Look, our famous Harry Potter, the savior of the wizarding world." I don't know if he is laughing at Harry Potter or himself .

After calling the last student's name, he put the list down: "You have come here to learn the delicate science and exacting craft of potion-making. Since there are no foolish wands here, many of you I won’t believe it’s magic. I don’t expect you to really appreciate the beauty of the slow-simmering cauldron emitting white smoke and bursts of fragrance. The magical powers of mind-bending...I can teach you how to raise your reputation, brew honor, even prevent death—but only if you're not one of the dumb fools I've often encountered."

Feverret even wanted to applaud the godfather, he had been looking forward to this classic opening line.

"Potter," he said, looking at Harry, pointing him to his feet.

Harry stood up in bewilderment, and could only look at Snape innocently.

"What do I get if I add daffodil root powder to a wormwood infusion?"

Harry's eyes widened. What powder was added to what liquid?

"I don't know, Professor..."

"Then let's try again." There seemed to be a flash of joy in Snape's eyes, the son of the deadly enemy stood in front of him, what if he didn't bully him?Especially in the days to come, in order to protect him, he will go to great lengths to protect him: "If I asked you to find me a piece of bezoar, where would you find it?"

'Is it okay in the pharmacy? ' thought Harry quietly, 'in the locker in the Potions classroom? '

"I don't know, Professor..."

"Then last time, what's the difference between the boat-shaped aconitum and the wolfbane aconitum?"

Harry's head almost dropped to his chest: "I don't know, Professor..."

"Well, for your ignorance, five points will be deducted from Gryffindor." Snape breathed out, "Mr Jason, what do you think?"

Feverret didn't expect Snape to wake him up, but presumably he wanted to check on his pre-sessions.After all, it is absolutely unforgivable if the godfather's class is not good!

"Adding narcissus root powder to wormwood infusion gives a powerful sleeping potion called the Water of Death. Bezoar can be found in the gallbladder, bile ducts and liver ducts of cows (I will say, this answer is absolutely true , This is indeed how the bezoar comes from. If the original book doesn’t say so, then I don’t know whether it’s the difference in the magic world or Rowling or the translation.) There is no difference between the boat-shaped aconitum and the wolfbane aconitum, They're one plant, just with a different name."

His answer obviously pleased Snape: "Very well, five points for Slytherin."

Feverret heard a boy next to Harry say to him with disdain: "Snape has always only given Slytherin points, and never deducted their points!"

Feveret frowned and glanced at the man.Red hair, it's Ron Weasley.There were so many Gryffindors, this was the person he hated the most and especially the most.As the saying goes, don't be afraid of enemies like wolves, but teammates like pigs.It is his best interpretation. (For those who like Ron, just ignore it...)

"Why don't you take notes, don't you think that your empty and useless brain can already use these things proficiently?"

There was a sound of "swish la la" pen nibs rubbing parchment paper, and Snape's hand had completely stunned these pure and innocent children!

"What we are going to learn to make today is a scabies potion," Snape wrote the steps of making it on the hanging board in front of the classroom, "I hope your eyes will still perform their duties faithfully and your brains will be able to distinguish They mean to come. Now, let's do it."

The students rushed to the potions locker at the back of the classroom, where they huddled together.

"It seems that it will be difficult for us to get the medicinal materials we need in a short time." Feverret smiled at Draco beside him: "How about we wait for them to come back?"

"Is there any other way?" Draco raised an eyebrow at him, with a look of "Are you an idiot?"

Hey, even if you are my elder brother, I will still be angry if you despise me so much!

Therefore, some history will not be changed no matter what, poor little Neville did not escape the fate of blowing up the crucible in the end.

When Snape walked over angrily, his face had already been scarred by the half-finished and failed potion splashed out.

He checked Neville's wound, and then said, "Longbottom, don't you know that you have to take the cauldron off the fire before putting the porcupine quills in? Or do you think you have the ability to improve the potion making method? Gryffindor will deduct 10 points for your stupidity. Also," he pointed at Harry next to Neville, "Potter, why didn't you tell him the correct way? Because you turned a blind eye to your classmates' mistakes , 1 point deducted from Gryffindor!"

Draco secretly applauded from below: "Come on, those Gryffindor idiots, otherwise, they won't remember their mistakes."

"Even so, they won't change, they'll just remember how venomous and partial Prof Snape was." Blaise chimed in across the aisle.

"God knows, I've been trained by Prof Snape since I was 3 years old, and he's always been so venomous, calling me worthless. But he's never taught me less for any reason." Draco told Feiwen The last ingredient Rhett had chopped was put into the crucible and stirred a few times.Saw Snape leaving the classroom with Neville.

"Not everyone has such a high level of awareness." Feverret laughed.

"Then you are still so close to those Gryffindors?" Blaise squinted at him.

"It's different. Harry made a good first impression on me, so I decided to train him. Speaking of which, he still has great potential, after all, he is a descendant of the Potter family. Although Hermione came from a bad background, she is smart and It is because he was born as a Muggle, and he has not been brainwashed by most people in the wizarding world, so it is easier to get along with him. As for Neville, although he is a bit stupid, I just want to make friends and have a better life, why? Is it useful for everyone to weigh it? My purpose in life is to 'enjoy life'!"

"He was Muggle-born, not brainwashed? Make it sound like you grew up in the wizarding world." Pansy barked at him across the aisle from Blaise.She is actually a very gentle girl, easy to get along with.

"Don't tear me down. Anyway, if I can go to Slytherin, I'm at least a half-blood, and there's a high possibility that I'm a pure-blood. If I come to Slytherin, I'm considered to be in the pure-blood team. Speaking of which, maybe it really has something to do with me being so similar to Mr. Draco?"

Draco didn't say anything about the Christian name he called himself, and it was acquiescence: "I don't have any relatives who have been stranded in Muggle orphanages. Wizards attach great importance to heirs, especially noble families. Unless the family members die Or there is some force majeure, otherwise the heir will never be left outside."

"Hey, maybe it's from the Black family. Aunt Narcissa is the only one left of them now. Bellatrix and Sirius are both in Azkaban." Blaise guessed irresponsibly, Was slapped back by Draco.