[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct thirteen: nip danger in the bud

Draco knocked on Professor Snape's office with his unfinished Unstable Potion, his recipe and his unfinished transcription.

Professor Snape was sitting behind his desk, grading homework for Hufflepuff third-year idiots with Flobberworms in their heads, and after another big 'T', the professor's mood was definitely not on the sunny side of.

"Mr. Malfoy, if you have no delusion to try to deceive your dean with some low-level tricks, then I don't think you can complete your copying punishment now. Instead of wasting time here crying and begging, it is better to find a place to get it done.”

"Slytherin must have the courage to face mistakes and actively correct them. Slytherin Code of Conduct No. 30 five items." Draco handed out the things in his hand, "Godfather, I am here to correct my mistakes."

Professor Snape finally raised his head, looked at Draco for a while, finally put down the quill, straightened up, and put on an expression of 'if there is no proper explanation, you will be the recipe for the next potion in the cauldron', wait.

"Godfather, I've been researching a potion recently, it's a bit complicated and not very stable, so when I learned that the ceiling in the living room is made of glow crystals, I couldn't help but want to get some to help my experiment Increase stability. After I fully understand the characteristics of the firefly crystal, I still do such an overreaching behavior, and I am still in the common room where many students stay. I deeply regret my recklessness. In my own defense, I just want to assure you that similar incidents will not happen again in the future."

Draco saw that the godfather had no expression on his face, and directly put the unstable potion and formula on the table, "I found it from the family library, and I didn't ask you for advice when I encountered difficulties, I just hope I have the opportunity to exercise my ability to complete potion research independently, and I hope I can make you proud of me in the end."

The corner of Professor Snape's mouth seemed to move slightly, Draco wasn't sure, but the godfather had already picked up the formula.

It took a full quarter of an hour for Professor Snape to put down the half piece of paper in his hand, then he carefully picked up the unfinished bottle of unstable product, held it up high for inspection under the light, and then pulled the plug, the surprise in his eyes flashed away.

Draco's heart finally fell back a little.

"I can't help but say," Professor Snape finally said, "this formula, although it seems that there is no irreversible danger, is obviously not something suitable for people of your age to study. Draco, I know you In some aspects, the progress has far exceeded the requirements of the school, and I have always maintained a good sense of curiosity and caution, but I also hope that the knowledge you have learned can help you understand what is meant by 'learning the sea is boundless' and 'beyond the sky, there is a sky' , rather than being used for pride and complacency, arrogance."

"Thank you godfather, I will keep your teachings in mind, I would like to ask you to see that I have not wasted time, can you cancel my copying punishment, after all, I can recite the Slytherin code of conduct backwards since I was five years old, if You want to punish me for being reckless, can I help you with some potion materials for class, or brew some cold potion for the medical wing, at least it will allow me to improve my potion handling skills?"

The professor didn't speak, Draco looked at the face of the godfather, and made a little progress, "While you are researching this potion, can you allow me to be an apprentice?"

After turning his eyes around the formula, the crystal bottle and Draco, Professor Snape suddenly said, "Why do you need this potion?"

Draco trembled in his heart, he never underestimated the godfather who has always been able to play the Dark Lord in his hands.But now, he can't say that in order to survive it, he will turn into a dark and poisonous one, and then send it to the Dark Lord, right?

"It's... it's for Harry." Draco felt like his face was on fire, what a goddamn excuse, "Well, he said his scar was hurting, I mean, maybe it's from the Dark Lord Curse or something, just that night. Well, I hope this potion can help him..." Draco saw the face of the godfather, and hurriedly added, "Of course, I plan to ask You determine whether it is suitable for consumption, after all, it seems that its purification effect is very strong, and it may be dangerous."

Professor Snape moved the corners of his mouth unkindly, and seemed to be cursing something silently. Draco didn't know if he was talking about himself, or Harry, maybe the Dark Lord?

But Draco is already on the verge of riding a tiger, and the so-called acting is full of tricks, "That...Godfather, can I borrow your potion workshop? For..." Draco seemed to have his neck stuck, "For... …Harry. Apparently the potion is out of order, and I promised him a little change…"

Damn it, he never said it, Draco wanted to bite off his disobedient tongue, so cheap for that green-eyed scar!

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friday morning

Harry stayed up half the night, and he memorized "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Cinnamons" to Chapter 15 with trepidation, and lost at least two hours of sleep every day to punish copying. He knew that this alone would not help, But facing the dean, he can't be empty-handed, right?The green eyes were bloodshot with fatigue, and Draco handed him a small bottle of turquoise potion before going to breakfast.

"What is it?"

Draco pointed to his eyes, "Eye drops."

"Thank you." Harry began to apply eyedrops, his eyes were feeling dry.

"Oh——" Harry couldn't help covering his eyes, and the extremely cold feeling spread from the eyeballs. After an instant cool and comfortable, it became hot and painful again, which made him cry, and slowly waited for the super peppermint feeling. After the stimulation, Harry blinked hard and opened his eyes. Looking through the mirror, the blood in his eyes didn't decrease at all, and it was even heavier.

"Draco, hiss...what's that?" Harry felt his nasal cavity flushed a little sour.

Draco stood at the door five steps away, arms folded across his chest, "Can you see clearly?"

"Hey—really!" Harry was pleasantly surprised to find that the world in front of him was still clear without glasses.

"Water mirror potion, corrects eyesight, and lasts for one month. You have to wait until your eyeballs mature at the age of 14, and the physiotherapist will check it and say it's OK." Draco waved his wand at the same time, and the one that had been shown to him a long time ago The unpleasing broken glasses can finally disappear.

"Sounds like contact lenses," said Harry.

Draco pursed his lips, seemingly noncommittal about Muggle stuff.

The current image of Harry Potter seems to be very different from the one in Draco's previous life. Harry's hair is thick, black and soft, softly sticking to the sides of the ears, and the forehead is patchwork. His bangs covered half of his face, and with the sharp little chin, his green eyes seemed to be very bright and big. The small palm-sized face and his malnourished and thin body made even the originally delicate The daughters seem to have lost the definition of 'weakness'.

This image has two consequences, one of which is represented by Blaise Zabini, who asks Harry no less than twenty times at breakfast if he wants more milk (baked sausage, ham, bread, cereal...)

The other is represented by Pansy, who literally ravaged the Boy Who Lived like a doll, and even trimmed the shape of Harry's eyebrows with her unskilled spells, if it wasn't for Draco in time Stop it, Daphne almost blinded Harry's eyes with her wand at her instigation, just for a [eyelash curling] or something beauty charm.And Draco was 'horrified' to find that almost all the seniors looked at Harry Potter in the same way as Pansy.

Professor Snape on the teacher's table was as beaming as ever, but he missed those green eyes with his usual ferocious eyes, and he didn't look at those green eyes with his obvious disgust. snakeskin cub.

During breakfast, Harry received an invitation from Hagrid, which made Draco suddenly think of the dragon that the giant raised privately and had never met with him in his previous life, so this time, under Harry's invitation, Draco Laco readily agreed to go with him, scaring the other little snakes enough.

Then, Harry and Draco ushered in Hogwarts's most terrifying potion class.

"Draco, I'm very nervous." Harry couldn't help but grab the hem of Draco's robe, and seeing Dean Snape strode into the classroom with billowing robes behind him, Harry's mind went blank He felt that he had almost forgotten everything he had memorized in the past two days under the professor's stern stare.

Then came the roll call, where Professor Snape slid past Harry's name with just a brief pause, and when the roll was over, the professor used his unique whisper-soft voice to knock every word into these little trolls. The momentum of the head, entered into his great potion declaration, "...I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of that simmering cauldron with white smoke and fragrance wafting out, you won't really know how to flow into people The fluid of the veins, the magical powers that make the mind sway and the mind bewildered... I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death-but only one thing, that is, you are not the kind I often encounter A fool is a fool... Potter!"

"Yes." Professor Snape ordered, and Harry stood up like a spring.

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

"Yes, yes..." Harry couldn't help looking at Draco beside him, his blue-gray eyes were looking at him very calmly, which made his flustered heart gradually find peace.Before Professor Snape got impatient, Harry recalled the answer, "It is...a powerful sleeping pill, also known as a drink of the water of death...Professor."

Something unknown flashed in Professor Snape's eyes, "Let's try again and make sure Mr Potter isn't lucky enough to get caught or - with help from someone, Mr Potter, if I want you to find me a Bezoar, where are you going to find it?"

"It's... from the stomach of a cow. Bezoar is a stone in the stomach of a cow. It has a strong detoxifying effect, sir." Harry was much more fluent this time, and he even remembered the illustrations in the book clearly.

The professor's expression was blank, and he didn't show obvious approval, but he didn't object to taking the opportunity to give his house a little reward, "Correct, Slytherin, plus ten points!"

Harry sat down happily, and smiled big at Draco, those emerald green eyes suddenly turned into a crescent-shaped pool of water, other teachers usually only give five points, Snape House The boss really favors them!

"whispering sound!"

Apparently this eccentricity caused dissatisfaction among others. As soon as Harry sat down, the red-haired lion from Gryffindor on the laboratory table next door expressed his disdain.Harry suppressed his smile and turned to see Ron's almost exasperated stare.

Unfortunately, whether Ron wanted to express his views on Harry's 'betrayal' or criticize his answer to the question just now, he didn't have this opportunity anymore. Harry was not the only one who heard the snort just now.

"Obviously, some people thought the question just now was too simple and dismissed it." Professor Snape's voice sounded again, and an almost malicious smile appeared on the corner of his usually tight mouth, "Then let's see, will there be any chance among us?" A future master of potions, Weasley!" Professor Snape suddenly raised his voice, "Tell me, what is the difference between aconitum aconitum and aconitum chamaejasma?"

Ron stood up tremblingly, with a dazed face, facing the Potions Professor's face, as if his freckles were about to turn white, "I...I don't know."

Professor Snape glanced contemptuously at the red-haired Weasley, "So, when does the sap weed need to be picked to keep its medicinal properties?"

"……sorry……"

"Obviously, laughing at a Slytherin who can preview before class doesn't make you more valuable, or are you just jealous of his reputation?" Professor Snape didn't complain because Ron's face changed the same color as his hair. Stop making trouble, "Well, stupid you should be glad that no matter how stupid you are now, at least you still have a mother at home who is willing to take responsibility for your stupid words and deeds! Sit down! Remember, aconitum aconitum and aconitum chamaejasma are the same Plants are also collectively called aconitum. The sap grass needs to be picked at the full moon to maintain its medicinal properties, why don't you write them all down?" The professor finally shouted at all the little monsters who were sitting blankly and their minds were empty.

The happy smile on Harry's face became stiff when his mother was mentioned. To be honest, he disliked that brainless Ron more and more now.Draco rubbed his hair, Professor Snape's eyes flickered for a moment, but he said nothing, with a wave of his wand, the content of the first lesson automatically filled the blackboard, the process of making a scabies potion .

Draco hardly did anything in the whole class. This kind of operation was too simple for him. The scabies potion itself is of little value. The important thing of this class is to let the young wizards who are exposed to potions for the first time understand what slice is , what is grinding, what is cooking, understand the importance of heat, time and stirring in the fine potion making.Under the complete guidance of Draco, Harry brewed a clear potion that was almost the same as the description in the book. For this reason, Slytherin was added ten points by Professor Snape.

In the end, the class ended with Harry scoring twenty points for Slytherin, and Longbottom the Gryffindor cauldron killer's blown cauldron being sent to the hospital wing, and five points deducted for an operational error.

Oh, and the punishment for copying. After class, Harry pitifully handed in more than fifty copies of the copy, and watched the professor resignedly waiting for the verdict with the touch of emerald green that looked like Lily.Maybe it was because of his excellent performance in front of Gryffindor just now, or maybe it was because the redness in the big green eyes that still persisted had softened the professor's heart.

Professor Snape just swiped the venom again with a fierce expression, issued many warnings and many prohibitions and punishments, and then Draco quietly turned the topic to the one-month confinement—what Draco would face The apprentice experiment of advanced potions, and Harry, a bucket of African tree frogs waiting for him to gut.