The Little Superman of Hogwarts

The Little Superman of Hogwarts - Chapter 010 [Ultimate Simp King - Snape]

Simp King Snape was frantically slaughtering Harry Potter; he had already scored a double kill.

"Don't you even know this, Mr. Potter?" Snape seemed to wear a thick sneer on his face: "I imagine you didn't even flip through a single book before the start of term, did you, Potter?"

Harry had fully realized Snape's malice. He straightened up, looked at Snape's hooked nose, and met Snape's gaze without any fear.

"I'm going to ask a very simple question—what is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?" Snape ignored Hermione, who had already stood up and was about to poke a hole in the ceiling with her arm.

"I don't know," Harry said softly. "But I think Hermione knows the answer. Why don't you ask her?"

"Your intelligence is even lower than I imagined. I'm not trying to belittle you, just stating some facts," the old bat said unkindly.

Klee could even see the veins on Harry's hands.

Fight, fight! Klee was the type to enjoy a good show…

However, Snape disappointed Klee. He walked back to the podium and scanned the room. Although he didn't say anything, Klee felt like he could provide a voice-over for Snape—"A bunch of losers!"

"Sit down!" Snape roared at Hermione, who sat down with a aggrieved look.

Klee whispered, "It's okay, don't take the words of a lunatic to heart."

Hermione said, "Snape is such a disgusting teacher."

Klee gently patted Hermione's hand, signaling her to relax.

"Mr. Ferman! What are you whispering about?!" Snape's flames unfortunately burned Klee.

"I was thinking that you must particularly like Mr. Potter, so you deliberately try to get his attention," Klee said calmly.

An unpleasant expression appeared on Snape's face, and Klee suddenly felt the pleasure of exposing a secret.

"Because of Potter, disrespecting a professor, Gryffindor loses three points! Because of Christian Ferman… insulting a professor, Gryffindor loses twenty points!" the old bat said harshly.

Malfoy and his cronies in Slytherin were almost clapping on the table with joy.

"Heh heh…" Klee said: who cares! Who the heck cares about house points! Deduct as much as you want!

Klee glanced at Snape with contempt, his eyes clearly saying: [If you have the guts, deduct another twenty points!]

Snape frowned deeply. He clearly saw Klee's expression.

"Klee—stand up!" Snape roared.

Klee shrugged and stood up casually.

"It seems you think you're very smart. Then answer the three questions from just now!" Snape said, "For every word you get wrong, I will deduct another point!"

"Grind an appropriate amount of Asphodelus root into powder and add it to the juice of wormwood. After stirring to a certain extent and heating over a low flame for about a quarter of an hour, we can obtain a powerful sleeping draught. Its scientific name is: Draught of Living Death.

This paragraph comes from page 97, paragraph five of 'A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi.' The end of this paragraph explains the shortcomings of the Draught of Living Death, including that it cannot be used on lower animals, it cannot avoid interference from the Awakening Charm, it has a serious odor, and so on.

However, this paragraph ignores the most important flaw. For this, we can refer to page 111 of 'Advanced Potion-Making Theory.' In this book, the supplementary shortcomings of the Draught of Living Death are described in detail—the Draught of Living Death, once used in excess, will cause the true death of the human body! This is the fundamental reason why the Draught of Living Death has become a dangerous potion!"

Klee's super memory isn't the common human photographic memory. His super memory is a 3D human photographic memory. All his memories will automatically delete some useless components, but all "active" memories are 100% completely memorized, and he can automatically associate them with related memories, which is almost equivalent to implanting a supercomputer + automatic search + 3D camera + full-frequency tape recorder in his brain.

"And coincidentally, bezoar can be made into a solution that can just detoxify the Draught of Living Death. We can certainly obtain bezoar from the stomach of a cow; it is a cow's stomach stone.

As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, collectively called aconite. Both have very strong toxicity, and although both are the same plant, the difference in growing conditions leads to significant differences in their medicinal properties.

And even more coincidentally—monkshood can also be detoxified with bezoar.

However, this is not possible with wolfsbane; it must be combined with another auxiliary potion—you guessed it—it's the Draught of Living Death!

Using a large dose of the Draught of Living Death will lead to death. However, after being poisoned by wolfsbane, a large amount of the Draught of Living Death must be used to remove the poison of wolfsbane, and then bezoar is used to completely extract the remaining toxicity of both."

Klee spoke eloquently.

"I think Professor Snape, you want to use these three potions to illustrate the mystery and greatness of potions, so that the little wizards will have a sense of awe for potion-making. But—just like you said, none of these little wizards can currently appreciate the mystery and greatness of potion-making. Obviously, you will be disappointed.

But—forget it, let's just stop here."

After Klee finished speaking, Snape even showed a slightly surprised expression. Being able to answer those three questions wasn't anything, but being able to relate the three together after answering the questions and guess Snape's thoughts was a very high level.

"What are you all looking at! Write it down!" Snape roared at all the little wizards. Snape took a deep look at Klee, pretending that nothing had happened, and continued lecturing.

The second half of what Klee didn't finish saying just now was a bit embarrassing. Although he had already offended Snape, he didn't want to offend him too much.

Snape was actually using these three potions to represent the relationship between Harry's parents and Snape…

Love is poison—Aconite—James Potter

Love is also the antidote—Bezoar—Lily Evans

Only acted as a catalyst—Draught of Living Death—Severus Snape

Klee really sympathized with Professor Snape. Cold on the outside, warm on the inside, he was a truly good person, but it was a pity that he couldn't open his heart. In the end, Snape's tragic ending was also destined.

It can only be said that as the ultimate simp, the ultimate simp king, Snape died as he deserved…

The first half of the potions class was boring to the extreme. Snape's lectures were rigid and had no fun at all.

The second half, the practical class, almost became Klee's personal show.

Hermione and Klee worked together to make a Pimple Potion.

Hermione's hands-on ability was still relatively strong, but compared to Klee, it was simply negligible…

The horned slug was processed in a flash. Just like lightning on paper, with a flash of light, the internal organs and unclean parts of the slug were processed, waiting to be steamed.

Snake fangs, one second—Klee turned the fangs into powder with his own strength. Hermione swore that it was definitely the most pulverized teeth she had ever seen.

Weighing dried nettles, Klee gently snapped it with his hand, and it was exactly three-quarters of an ounce as needed.

Needless to say, the control of the heat. If the temperature was low, Klee would use heat rays to heat it up. If the temperature was high, Klee would use freezing gas to cool it down.

The cauldron in front of Klee and Hermione was always maintained at 99.5 degrees Celsius.

"Add porcupine quills after extinguishing the fire…" Hermione repeated softly, putting the weighed porcupine quills in. A disgusting smell came over them, not a stench, but a corrosive smell similar to sulfuric acid.

The color quickly turned into a warm green, which meant that the Pimple Potion was made successfully.

"Unbelievable! We only used twenty-five minutes!" Hermione exclaimed. Looking at the surrounding students, each of them had just reached the step of grinding snake fangs, and the fastest student was Malfoy, who was just starting to boil the soup.

"Professor Snape, we're done!" Hermione raised her hand, with a proud smile on her face.

Snape looked at the finished product with a gloomy face, quite surprised, but didn't say anything, just ticked a small hook in a booklet.

In this way, Little Superman Klee ended his first week of study at Hogwarts.