[HP] The girl with black hair

Defense Against the Dark Arts class, this is a class that most of the students are looking forward to, its name sounds amazing, doesn't it, but this idea was marked with a big cross in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Artemia feels as if the garlic smell on Professor Quirrell has become serious!The whole classroom smells like garlic.

After class, the Gryffindor students rushed out with their books in their arms. Slytherin was left behind because of face. Millicent wanted to grab Artemia and leave quickly. She really couldn't bear the smell !

"P...Miss Pokes, I don't know...can you stay...for a while, I...I have something to do." Professor Quirrell wrung his hands behind him, stammering.

Artemia turned her head to look at Professor Quirrell, and she nodded, "Okay, Professor."

"You go out first," Artemia pointed at Millicent's textbook, "I happen to have some questions to ask Professor Quirrell."

Millicent looked at her in shock and then at Professor Quirrell, "You are so crazy." She slapped her nose, "Then I'll wait for you in the auditorium, I don't want to stay for a moment." After she finished speaking, she walked out quickly, as if Some beast is chasing her.

Draco stopped by her side, frowned and glanced at her, said nothing, and left with Goyle and Crabbe.

It wasn't until there were only the two of them left in the classroom that Quirrell stammered out a box: "Congratulations... Congratulations on entering Sly...Trin."

Artemia smiled brightly: "Thank you", she looked at the green box and asked hesitantly, "For me?"

He nodded: "Master cough...I mean you will like it." He also didn't understand why such a thing was given away?The master insisted that she would like it? ?Aren't little girls supposed to love fluffy stuff? ? ?Perhaps the master's blood is different, he can only think so.

Artemia lifted it up and shook it, "What is this?" It sounded like a relatively hard object?

"Em..." He hesitated for a moment and didn't answer her question. He warned her, "You'd better find a place where no one is around and open it, and don't let anyone know!"

Artemia couldn't figure it out when she walked into the auditorium. She thought all the way and couldn't figure out what Professor Quirrell could give her?Don't let others know?Did he give her a contraband with black magic?

She walked to her seat and sat down, and found that Millicent had saved her favorite corn soup for her. She hugged Millicent happily, and hugged her face and kissed her hard. , "Mirrison, you are really kind!"

Millicent's chubby face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she quickly pulled her off her body. She looked around, and sure enough, everyone was looking at them!

Zabini also sighed: "The friendship between girls."

Millicent blushed even more, she gave the instigator a slight push, and the instigator smiled.

Draco snorted

Artemia held the spoon: "Cut."

Next to her, Millison asked her quietly again: "Why is Professor Quirrell looking for you?"

Artemia paused for a moment, and she hesitated: "No... nothing, I just helped him a little."

Millicent: "Oh." She didn't ask again. At this moment, Artemia was very glad that Slytherin never had the good habit of breaking the casserole and asking the end!

The classroom for potions class in the afternoon is in a basement. Compared with other classrooms, the classroom for potions class is more damp and the light is darker. There are glass bottles of various sizes on the wooden shelves on both sides. Some glass jars soaked in all sorts of weird stuff.

Professor Snape arrived when the class time was up, he pushed the door open with a bang, walked in quickly, his black robe rolled behind him, and said in a low voice while walking: "In my There's no need to fiddle around with wands and chant spells in class..."

He turned around and leaned against the desk, his voice was very low, but every student could clearly hear every word he said.

"I don't think many of you can appreciate the profound and sophisticated craft of making potions. However, for those very few top students..." Professor Snape glanced at Draco who was sitting in the front row, and Draco also raised his lips proudly, "Those who are truly talented, I can teach you how to confuse people's minds, imprison people's senses, store fame, brew honor, and even live forever."

Professor Snape looked at Harry. He didn't know what he was writing with a quill: "Maybe some of you already possess extraordinary abilities before coming to Hogwarts, so you are full of confidence and think You don't have to listen to my lecture!"

He stepped off the podium and walked in front of Harry: "Harry Potter, a celebrity of the new generation"

Professor Snape asked him a few questions: "Tell me, if you add daffodil root powder to a wormwood infusion, what will you get?"

What kind of powder is added to what kind of liquid?Harry looked dazed, and Hermione next to him raised her hands high.

He quietly glanced at Artemia who was some distance away from him, and he saw her silently making a Hatch gesture and then a sleep gesture.

? ? ?He was still confused.

Snape pouted: "I don't know, let's change the question." He completely ignored Hermione's raised hand.

"Mr Potter, if I needed you to find a piece of bezoar, where would you find it?"

Hermione held her hands up again.

Still confused, Harry quietly went to look at Artemia again, but this time Professor Snape changed his position, completely blocking his view.

Artemia was helpless, and the Draco trio in front of her were already trembling with laughter.

"I don't know, Professor."

"Obviously, fame alone is not enough, right? Potter." Professor Snape looked at Harry coldly.

He still ignored Hermione's raised hand.

Snape asked one last question: "What's the difference between aconite and aconite chamaejasma?"

This time, Hermione raised her hand again.

"I don't know," Harry whispered, "but I think Hermione does, so why don't you ask her?"

Some of the students laughed loudly, especially the Slytherins, and Artemia felt that the three in front of her were eager to laugh at Harry in front of him.

"Quiet"

Snape stared at Harry, he found a stool and sat in front of Harry, staring into his eyes with cold eyes: "The few questions you asked just now, adding daffodil root powder to wormwood juice becomes a kind of Very powerful sleeping pills, that is, water of life and death, and bezoar is a stone found in the stomach of a cow. It can dissolve many poisons. A common name for a plant called aconite."

He glanced at the students in the classroom: "Then, why don't you record all this knowledge?"

Everyone quickly took out the quills and parchment and started to write, Snape walked back to his desk and sat down, he looked at Harry with the quill and said, "Because of you, Potter, Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor for your rudeness to the teacher just now."

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Has any wizard guessed what that gift was?