Link isn't alone.

In fact, the moment Snape stepped off the podium, the atmosphere in the classroom became even more serious.

The Gryffindor boy closest to Snape was even more nervous, accidentally cutting the sneezing grass in half with a scraper in his hand, and pulling a hole in his finger.

The bright red liquid flowed out instantly, dripping onto the desk, and dyeing the sneezing grass red.

The Gryffindor boy's face changed drastically, and he didn't bother to hold down the wound, but looked up directly at Snape.

Sure enough, Professor Snape had already arrived in front of him, looking at him with some kind of bed bug in his eyes.

"Ha! Mr. Parry, your operation is truly amazing, because of your excellent performance, a herb worth 2 gold gallons has been completely contaminated! Maybe I should contact the Daily Prophet to publish your deeds, I am sure that the International Potions Society will select this as the top 10 stupidest operations of the year! Gryffindor deducts 20 points! Now...... Reach out your hand!"

Snape said mercilessly, and the Gryffindor boy reluctantly stretched out his intact hand with his neck curled as if he were reaching into the bloody maws of some carnivorous beast.

"I'm talking about your injured hand!"

"Oh-oh! I'm sorry! Professor Snape!"

The boy hurriedly changed his hand, and Snape looked disgusted, grabbed the palm of the other's hand and took out a small bottle of viscous green slime from his robe and poured it on the other's wound.

The mucus must have been very irritating, because then a heart-rending scream rang out, and the boy's body was still twisting, as if trying to withdraw his hand.

But Snape clutched the other man's hand until the screams faded and he let go.

"Bang!"

The boy slammed back into his seat, his forehead already beaded with pain.

The expressions of the surrounding students also became angry and frightened, especially the Gryffindors, who looked at Snape with a look in their eyes that was almost bursting with fire.

It's just that they haven't lost their minds and committed some radical behavior.

Unlike them, Link had a thoughtful expression after observing it with his peripheral vision.

Because although the injured Gryffindor boy screamed badly, the wound on his hand had stopped bleeding after being smeared with the green slime, and it was gradually healing.

It was clear that Professor Snape was actually treating the other party just now.

However, this still does not change the fact that Snape has a bad personality, you must know that Snape is a master of potions, even if he can't just reach out and heal his wounds like Madam Pomfrey, but he still has other ways to heal.

Shaking his head imperceptibly, Link lowered his head and threw himself back into the production of the Confusion Potion.

As Professor Snape had previously said, it wasn't too difficult to get into the drug, but it was relative.

As a second-year potion, the process of making potions is still very cumbersome, and the whole process must be extremely precise, and the slightest mistake in operation will cause a chain reaction, which will lead to the quality of the finished product of the Confusion potion to decline or even fail.

So Link put all his heart and soul into it, carefully peeling off the rhizomes of the sneezing grass, then crushing the lovage grass into a puree and mixing it with Sigel's solution and water, and then using the sneeze rhizomes as a stirring rod to stir back and forth......

While Link was concentrating on making potions, there was a constant stream of crucible explosions, vessel shattering, screams, and Snape's slightly cheerful announcement of the deduction.

Obviously, not everyone has Link's qualitative character and can get the job done without fail, especially under Snape's watchful eye.

"That viper is here again!"

John whispered beside Link.

Link didn't give him any response, just focused on the black paste object in his hand.

And John was obviously accustomed to Link's cold attitude, and said to himself:

"Snape is the worst professor in all of Hogwarts! He likes to shield the students of his house more than our Professor Sprout, and he is the kind with no bottom line! In order to ensure that Slytherin House can win the House Cup, he is always crazy about making trouble with other houses and deducting their points! But as soon as he meets a Slytherin student, he will immediately put on a different face! Because of Snape's protection, Slytherin House has won six consecutive House Cups! Thanks to him, what I hate the most is Potions class! But it's okay to be in class with the Gryffindors today, after all, Gryffindor House is the house that Snape hates the most......"

John was talking and talking, as he clumsily worked on the potion materials under his hands, not noticing that a shadow had shrouded it.

"Talk in class!" Hufflepuff deducts 10 points!"

Snape's sudden tone of indifference startled John, and he shook his hands and nearly knocked over the cauldron beside him.

Seeing this, Snape withdrew his gaze with some regret, and looked at Link on the side.

It's a pity that Link didn't pay attention to John from beginning to end, and his potions were also made very carefully, and there were almost no flaws.

It's just that Snape obviously won't give up so easily, and he walks slowly back and forth around Link, hoping to force Link to make a mistake by applying pressure in this way.

However, Link still couldn't get him to get his wish.

Looking at Link's almost finished disorienting medicine, a touch of displeasure appeared on Snape's originally unwavering face.

In the end, Snape couldn't hold back.

He pointed to the waste on Link's desk that hadn't had time to sweep away after disposing of the sneezing grass and said:

"The table top is untidy, violating the basic principles of potion making, and Hufflepuff deducts 5 points!"

With that, Snape walked away satisfied, leaving only a sluggish Link.

John leaned over at the right time and didn't speak, just gave Link a 'how, I'm not wrong' look.

And Link was stunned for a while, and then gradually returned to normal.

But contrary to John's conjecture, Link didn't have much resentment about it in his heart.

He had long since discovered that every professor he had met since coming to Hogwarts had been very nice to him, even ridiculously good.

This made him a little uneasy.

And now he was relieved that a professor had finally appeared who had not treated him specially.

Stretching his arm, Link threw himself back into the production of the Confusion Potion.

As he added the last of the Bad Blood Grass powder to it, the original black and viscous liquid instantly became clear and transparent, and it looked like a pot of jelly.

This is exactly the same as the finished product of the Confusion Pill recorded in the book.

Link nodded in satisfaction.

And at this time, it is time for the end of class.

After Snape had finished assigning a large amount of homework as usual, the students began to tidy up their desks in frustration.

Link was doing the same thing, but before he could finish cleaning up, Snape on the podium spoke again:

"Link Foley!