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Camille swears by her newfound dark chocolate biscuits (a jar of which Sylvia sent the day after their duel, supposedly to make up for her ill-titled Christmas gift), and she and two Someone said it!

Because she had to go to Filch's labor service every night for five days except the weekend before the curfew, so she told two curious roommates why she was punished.As for the outcome, although Sylvia told the professor that she had won, Camille felt that such a victory felt unwarranted, so she said it was a tie.

She hadn't spoken to any Hufflepuffs! !Why hadn't anyone told her that Gryffindors were such gossips too! !

Strangely, since the news of the duel between Camille and Sylvia spread, Camille would sometimes be greeted by some Gryffindor students inexplicably on the road, or give her a thumbs up gesture.

A Gryffindor with mediocre grades and the Slytherin who must be the first in the school year actually tied? !Awesome! ——Such comments obviously come from Gryffindor.

On the surface, Slytherin College couldn't tell how they reacted to the 'disgraceful' news, and they really didn't react at all. After all, the first time Sylvia heard the rumor, she and several A friend who is still a little friendly said the duel process.

In her narration, she gracefully wanted to use a magic duel, but she didn't expect that the 'savage' Gryffindor rushed up with fists, ignoring the rules, and she turned the tide and finally got a tie.

Sylvia felt that although there was a bit of fabrication in it, most of it was still the truth. It just vilified Camille a little... a little... well, if one day Camille heard this passage in Slytherin The little duel stories that are circulating, I hope for the sake of that can of dark chocolate biscuits, don't really plan to kill her...

Maybe I should buy more of that biscuit and store it in the dormitory?This seems to feel that life safety is more secure!Sylvia thought wildly.

Suddenly Snape's cold and thick voice came from behind: "It seems that Miss Cassandra has evolved to the point where she can peel shrunken figs without the two things in your eye sockets? It's really gratifying."

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape." Sylvia honestly lowered her head and carefully dealt with a large bowl of shrunken figs in her hand. It was really too bold. She is now in Professor Snape's office to deal with the fourth grade students. potion ingredients.

Sylvia subconsciously took a fig. Instead of cutting its hard shell with a silver knife, she picked up a small hammer and hammered lightly at the stalk. The hard shell of the fig suddenly cracked a crack, and the shell It also miraculously softened, and with a silver knife, it was very easy to peel off the softened husk from the crack at the top.

Snape watched the whole process.Today is the fourth day of this lady's labor service. On the first day, I watched her quickly and skillfully cut out a whole pot of toad's eyes. On the second day, Snape decided to take a big pot of hellebores mixed with sneezeweeds. Let her handle it, she picked out all the sneezeweeds perfectly, and not only cut up the hellebores for the fifth grade, but also dried the separated leaves of the sneezeweeds - boring will only make The recipe for the raw material of sneezing powder for human sneezing is not written in the potions book.

What surprised Snape the most was that Sylvia treated the poisonous roots of the sneezeweed for extra preservation and protection—because the several recipes that need to be used have different reprocessing requirements, the poisonous sneezeweed If the roots are not going to be used immediately, if you want to preserve the medicinal properties, you can only do protective treatment first.

And the protective treatment of the poisonous roots of the sneezeweed and several potion formulas that need to use them do not appear in the textbooks of the seventh grade of Hogwarts-after all, those formulas are all poisonous...

After another two days of school examinations, Snape was basically sure that Sylvia had an extremely high talent in potions. Not only did he have his own way of handling materials, but he asked her to brew the palliative and potion for the medical wing yesterday. The dreamless potion has all been perfectly finished.Maybe they can try something else...

Snape walked into his potion storage room, took out a bottle of light lake blue potion, and put the potion on Sylvia's temporary work table, "Since Miss Cassandra thinks figs are not challenging, please Well... Maybe you can copy it, or... You are free, I hope your confinement will make more sense tomorrow. Of course, I am assuming that Miss Cassandra will not go back to the dormitory stupidly to drink Go down and test the medicine." After finishing speaking, he didn't plan to give any more hints, and walked towards his independent potion laboratory on his own.

Before closing the door, he turned around suddenly, stared at Sylvia with dark and empty eyes, and said without any fluctuations in his tone: "I think Miss Cassandra should understand that you didn't learn from the Potions Professor tonight." Get any potion there..."

"Yes, professor, I have been dealing with shrunken figs all night in confinement, and their hard shells are very difficult to handle." Sylvia put on a fake smile on her face, and reached out to hide the suspicious potion on the table into her robe Cloaked, got up and left the potions office "Good night, Professor Snape."

Back in the bedroom, Sylvia took out the bottle of light lake blue potion and put it on the table. Its color was more clear under the illumination of the magic chandelier, as if it contained a clear lake. Sylvia Ya has never seen such a beautifully colored potion in a book so far. She opened the cork and slapped the mouth of the bottle with her hand, and a faint sweet smell came out, as if you were walking by the lake while eating a lollipop. Relaxed and cozy.

Sylvia grabbed the experimental mouse that was bought not long ago in the corner cage, and fed it a few drops... After a few seconds, the mouse shook its head and fell on the table without moving again—as expected poison.

The corresponding antidote according to the configuration of the poison is already something that needs to be learned in the seventh-grade NEWT Sylvia (the ultimate wizard level test), and such a deceptive poison...

Self-confident that she already has a good understanding of potion science, Sylvia noticed that almost all potions that are beneficial to people have strange colors, not to mention the taste of drinking, look at the group of gran who are not afraid of anything. The only thing that the Findos were afraid of was the medical wing, and they knew that those potions were never a pleasant thing to drink.

Poisons are different, they are ever-changing.Some of the bright colors may be too exaggerated, and the potency is usually not very strong. Some colors are almost similar to those of the good ones, and people who are not familiar with potions really can't tell the difference. In the requirements of NEWTs, there are only these two types of poisons at most, and candidates need to prepare antidotes. Most brightly colored poisons only need universal antidotes, but the latter is just to distinguish whether they are poisons or not. Requires some complex steps, not to mention varied and unique antidote configurations.But in any case, in NEWTs potion subject, making antidote is already considered a relatively difficult test question.

But like this bottle, both the color and the smell are beautiful and delightful, and the potions that look like dreams are the most terrible poisons, because some of them have excellent special effects, like Felicia - that changes The potion of fate is hard for a truly rational person not to suspect that it actually has more terrible side effects that have not been recorded in the book.

Sylvia calmly nailed the dead mouse to a wooden board and placed it flat on the desk (Sylvia used the desk in the dormitory as a laboratory table, she would not do homework here anyway), took She started the dissection work after she took out the steel knife. She needed to collect various materials from the mice to analyze the ingredients of the poison.

There was blood on the table, but Sylvia was in a very good mood, and even hummed a melody that she didn't know where she heard when she was a child——Professor Snape finally noticed her potion talent, maybe she Maybe I can find a way to learn something from this potion master while getting the loan slip from the professor in the forbidden book area... The magic text and potion kill two birds with one stone!

On the fifth day, Camille's labor service in Filch made her feel that even if some students are not good at magic, as long as they ask Filch to do labor services, they can at least find a cleaning job after graduation. .

A few days ago, Camille cleaned the Astronomy Tower, which she suspected was Filch himself because he didn't want to climb those long and terrifying spiral stairs. A large snow field, and brushed the women's restrooms on every floor - she was almost annoyed to death by the crybaby Maiduo in the women's restroom on the second floor, but unfortunately, they had already *blocked keywords*, so Camille had no choice but to be irritable He thought he was unlucky and fiddled with things casually.

Today is the last day of labor service, but it's finally Tuesday... On Tuesday, Gryffindor first graders have two potions classes in the afternoon until 08:30 pm, and there is an astronomy class at [-]:[-] pm.Labor service does not mean that Camille can skip astronomy class, and she must also come to Filchina for labor service within one and a half hours after Potions class is over and before astronomy class starts, although it seems that the labor service time of this day has changed. Much shorter, but...she doesn't have time for dinner! !

Hungry, she rubbed all kinds of medals and trophies in the trophy showroom on the fourth floor, and Camille thought darkly, if she used the power of a werewolf, she might not be able to scratch a few trophies and become They don't need to be polished after they are broken into pieces-the content of labor service is to polish all the trophies and medals!

Thinking about it again, Camille sadly gave up on this tempting plan. Filch, who has nothing to do all day, might really come to count the number of them after she wipes them. After all, his hobby is to find ways to find fault with each student.

After wiping off a Special Contribution Award plaque engraved with 'Tom Riddle', a girl broke into the monument's never-before-seen room.

"James Potter...Best Seeker..."

"Oh! It's you again! Oh... no no no no!!" Camille shouted angrily, why does this annoying Sylvia always fight against her!She actually took a greasy handprint on the medal she just wiped off! !

"Oh! I'm sorry! Some words were blocked, and then I ate a roasted chicken leg for dinner..." Sylvia said with a sly smile, without any apologetic expression on her face.

Sylvia walked out of the showroom after finishing speaking, and a few seconds later, she suddenly appeared at the door of the showroom with half of her body turned sideways again, "Well, I think I'd better clean up the place I got dirty myself," said Xi Sylvia took out her wand and showed a big smile, "There is no trace of light!"

In an instant, not only the medal that Sylvia had printed with oily handprints, but also the trophies and medals in the entire room became gleaming as if they had just been coated with wax. "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't grasp the scope well. I just learned it by myself yesterday. It's completely understandable if I can't grasp it well. Ah! By the way, if I'm not wrong, Filch's labor service should be to polish these things? "

"Without magic, polish these things." Camille added, she was not sure if the shiny trophy made by Sylvia's magic would count as completing the task.

"It's 'you' who can't polish them with magic, cutie~" Sylvia added the last sentence, and immediately disappeared from Camille's sight, so Camille roared angrily, "I'm not called cutie!!" She Naturally, I didn't hear it.

Camille, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table a few minutes later, did not start eating suddenly, she was confused, what the hell was that annoying woman trying to do?Annoyed her once, then helped her... oh, annoyed her again, and then why did she keep calling her cutie? !

Camille really can't figure it out, she thinks she looks pretty good, but she is definitely not the kind of cute girl, what is written in the book... Oh, yes, big watery eyes, flowing golden Hair... Tsk, Camille frowned in disgust. She was very satisfied with her jet-black hair, and the golden hair lived in the Gryffindor dormitory with red decorations?Totally a disaster.

After eating a stomach full of food that Nuanhuhu didn't have time to eat, lying on the astronomy tower and looking at the stars that she still couldn't understand at all, Camille decided that next time the woman called her cute, she would still give her a punch, But maybe it could be a little lighter!