"Violet, Longbottom. Pen "Fun" www.biquge.info Snape said, scooping a little out with a spoon and letting it splash back into the cauldron so everyone could see it.

"Violet. Tell me, kid, has anything else seeped into this thick skull of yours in this lesson?

"Didn't you hear me say, very clearly, that only a little bile of a rat is needed? Didn't I say plainly that a drop of concentrated leech juice is enough?

Nasung's face turned pink, and he was shaking. He looked like he was about to cry.

"Sir," said Hermione, "sir, shall I help him change it?"

"I didn't ask you to show off, Miss Granger. Snape said coldly, and Hermione's face turned as red as Neville.

"Longbottom, before class ends today, we're going to feed your toad a few drops of this potion and see what happens. Maybe doing so will encourage you to make this potion well. ”

Snape then walked up to Vio and stared at her disapprovingly, leaving Neville scared at his own cauldron.

"Help me!" he groaned to Hermione.

Vio didn't continue to pay attention to what was going on there, but according to Hermione's personality, she would definitely be able to help Neville, no matter how bad it was, she still had a time turner, and Neville's toad would definitely not die.

She heard Snape say, "Do you need some mountain paint for your eyes, don't you notice that Draco is working there, but his hands are not at all convenient?"

VIO looked up in surprise, what is the professor doing?

"Oh, I thought you had Harry and Ron helping him. Vio tried to answer him as objectively and politely as possible.

"Look at the way Potter and Weasley used knives and cut roots, are you still indifferent?" Snape said grimly, threatening, "I knew you were such an ungrateful person, you didn't want to get any Draco grades from me at the end of last semester,"

After Snape finished speaking, he looked at Vio's thoughtful expression, and his eyes couldn't help but show a feeling that he had mastered everything.

Vio reacted quickly this time, and after understanding what Snape meant, she didn't hesitate, and after using her wand to warm and roast her almost boiled potion, she walked up to Draco and lowered her head to clean up the mandala stalk next to him.

With gloves on, she skillfully cut off the thin stems from under the receptacles, and then drew her own knife and cut them, each cutting so evenly that the other side could even be seen from the hollow stem.

What used to be difficult for a third-grader has become a piece of cake at VIO.

Then she fished out a long leech from a glass petri dish next to her, washed it and put it into a special dissolving bottle, and soon took out a drop of leech juice from it and dropped it into the boiling blue potion, and then the color of the potion, slowly changed to the standard color.

"Draco, do you need to peel any more ingredients, or do you need to put the potion in a bottle and make a sample?" Vio asked Draco, who was standing next to her and watched her movements coldly, as if it hadn't happened in the morning when Draco had been kicked out of his hospital bed.

Anyway, the longest thing she did after crossing over was to whitewash the peace, her skills were already perfect.

At least on the surface.

"Santriel, you're done washing those spoons and you're gone. Draco said gloomily.

Vio nodded, obediently packing up the ingredients they hadn't used, and then went to the stone sink in the corner of the classroom to wash his hands and spoons.

She looked as usual the whole time, and didn't say a word superfluously, but Harry and Ron had a vague sense that something was wrong.

But where, they can't say.

As Vio returned to his cauldron to extinguish the flame and bottle, he heard Seamofinigan say, "Did you hear that?" in the Daily Prophet this morning, they estimated Sirius Black had been targeted. ”

"Where?" said Harry and Ron quickly.

On the other side of the table, Draco looked up and listened carefully.

"Not far from here. Seamus said, looking excited, "It was a Muggle who saw him." Of course, she didn't really know. "Muggles think he's just a common criminal, right? So she called the hotline, and by the time the Ministry of Magic arrived, he was already gone.

"It's not too far from here...... Ron repeated, watching meaningfully as Harry took the train on the first day of school, and Harry had said that Mr. Weasley had called him aside to promise that he would not go to Sirius.

He then turned around to find Draco watching closely.

"What, Malfoy, do you want to make yourself another side potion?"

But Draco's eyes twinkled maliciously, staring at Harry intensely.

He leaned over the table, his gauze-wrapped arm casually tilted onto a nearby cutting board.

"Want to single-handedly try to catch Blake, Potter?"

"Yes, that's right. Harry replied casually.

Draco's thin lips curled into a knowing and haughty smile.

"Of course, if it were me," he said quietly, "I would have done it a long time ago." He ran away back in July and August, and I won't stay in school to be a good child, I'll look for him everywhere. ”

"What are you talking about, Malfoy?" Ron said roughly.

"Don't you know, Potter?" Draco whispered, his pale eyes narrowing, and then glanced quietly at Vio, who was still calm.

"You know what?" Harry caught his eyes at the same time, looking at Vio who was bowing his head to collect his things.

His heart tightened, Draco had been at Vio's house all summer long, if Draco knew more than he did, would Vio also know something about why Sirius had escaped from prison?

Draco let out a low sneer.

"I think it's better to forget it, you might not risk your life," he said, "I want those Dementors to deal with him, don't you?" I'm going to find him out myself. ”

"You're talking nonsense!" Ron said angrily, "You were jealous of Harry's previous confrontation with the mysterious man in the Chamber of Secrets and saved someone, and you almost killed Vio yourself"

"No! don't stop, Ron!" Harry looked at him in surprise as Snape glared at Ron behind him, his chest heaving violently.

I don't know how many points Gryffindor will be deducted this time for openly speaking in Snape's class...... (To be continued.) )