"Hermione, I don't think you need to come here so early to read. Silver yawned heavily, he looked a little dark from his poor sleep, "Ravenclaw is a big believer in knowledge, but not overwork, we're not Hufflepuffs." ”

Hermione rubbed her somewhat unkempt hair, and said with some irritation, "Jack, this is the 0.w.Ls year!"

"yes, I know, fifth grade is 0.w.Ls years. Silver stirred the coffee with a spoon, "Don't be in a hurry, Hermione, with your level, 0.w.Ls exam is just a pediatric." ”

"Thank you for your comfort, but I still have a lot of questions that I can't do, and I didn't review arithmetic divination during the holidays, and Professor Victor emphasized it several times during his class yesterday, 0.w.Ls the difficulty of the exam will be very high. ”

"Professor Victor just wants to scare the guys who don't want to make it and cheat on their exams. Silver pointed to the Ravenclaw boys' dormitory, "Those fools don't know anything about arithmetic divination, so in order to prove that they are 'Ravenclaw', they choose arithmetic divination, ancient magic and other difficult courses, so it is better to choose Slytherin for the sake of face." ”

"But I think Professor Victor is talking about me! I can't do a single of the five class assignments he assigned!"

"But those five questions are all of N.E.w.Ts difficulty, which Professor Victor used to scare people. ”

"Didn't you make it all!"

Silver looked at a serious Hermione and thought she was so cute. He couldn't help but lean in and kiss her on the lips.

Hermione was stunned by the sudden movement, her face flushed with a brush, and Silver could almost see the white air coming out of her head. She fled in panic and looked around to see if anyone had spotted a "little exchange" between the two of them.

"Rest assured, Hermione, there's no one in the common room in Ravenclaw right now, and it's a day off. It will take them at least an hour to get up. ”

"Jack, you can't do that in a public place. Hermione's voice was much quieter than it had been before.

"Ah, I can't hear clearly. Silver pretended not to hear, and leaned over to pull Hermione to his couch.

"Alright, I won't tease you, came here so early today, could it be that something happened in the Gryffindor common room?"

"It's Fred and George, and they're recruiting some junior students in the Gryffindor common room to be their drug testers, and it's causing a miasma in the common room. Ron couldn't do anything about his two brothers, and Lavender intervened at first, but George promised to get her a very effective love potion, and she let it go. Hermione said annoyedly.

"Now you know, it's a good thing not to let you be the prefect of Gryffindors, most Gryffindors are very capable of causing trouble. Silver said.

"Not necessarily, I don't think Neville ever causes trouble. ”

"Because there's always something to mess with Longbottom. ”

"Well, you win, but I have to read in the common room in Ravenclaw. And you, Jack. Hermione leaned into Silver's face viciously, "You have to go over with me!"

"My happily weekend life ......"

But apparently, Silver wasn't alone in the pain of fifth-grade life.

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"Quiet. Snape said coldly, slamming the classroom door behind his backhand. "It's been a week since school started, and it's time for you to talk to each other.

In fact, there was no need for him to order everyone to be quiet, as soon as the whole class heard the door shut. Immediately it became silent, and all small movements stopped. Generally speaking, as soon as Snape showed up. It was enough to silence the entire class.

"Before we begin class today," said Snape, who walked briskly to the podium and looked sternly at them all, "I think it is important to remind you that next June you will be taking an important exam where you will prove how much you have learned about the preparation and use of potions. Although it is true that several of you in this class are mentally retarded, I hope that you will be able to barely pass 0.w.Ls exams, otherwise I will be very angry. ”

His gaze fell on Neville's face this time, and Neville gasped in horror.

"Of course, after this year, many of you will no longer be able to attend my classes," Snape continued, "and I will only select the best students to join my N.E.W.TS Potions class, which means that some of us will have to say goodbye. ”

He pursed slightly, his gaze falling on Harry's face. Harry glared at him without showing any weakness, and he couldn't help but feel a vicious pleasure at the thought that he would be able to give up Potions class after his fifth year.

"But we need to hold on for another year before that happy moment of goodbye comes. Snape said softly, "So, whether you intend to take N.E.W.TS exams or not, I advise you all to concentrate on your homework and achieve the high passing level that I expect my 0.w.Ls students to achieve."

"Today, we are going to formulate a medicine that 0.w.Ls often used in exams: a palliative that calms and soothes irritability and anxiety. But you have to be very careful, if you put the ingredients so-so, it will put the person who takes the medicine into a kind of dead, sometimes irreversible lethargy......"

Snape smiled wickedly, "Miss Granger took my leave today, so some idiots don't have to expect any extra help." ”

Neville looked a little panicked.

"The ingredients and recipes are on the blackboard, the one qiē you need is in the storage cupboard, you've got an hour and a half to finish this potion, and for some hopelessly stupid guy, I'll probably disqualify him from the Potions exam for 0.w.Ls. Snape said, "Alright, let's get started, you don't have much time. ”

Configuring the moderator is quite laborious, the ingredients must be added to the crucible in a strict order and quantity, and then the mixture must be stirred to a specified number of times, no more and no less, first clockwise and then counterclockwise. When the crucible boils, the temperature of the flame must be lowered to a specific standard, neither high nor low, and held for a specific period of time before the last ingredient can be added.

"Your potion should now emit a faint, silvery-white steam. Snape said with ten minutes left.

Harry was sweating profusely, and glanced up at the classroom in despair. Clouds of dark gray gas were coming from his own cauldron, and Ron's crucible was spewing green sparks. Seamus went crazy and stabbed the flames beneath his cauldron with the tip of his wand, as they looked like they were about to go out.

Snape stopped and looked down at Harry's cauldron with a terrible sneer on his face.

"Potter, what is this?"

The Slytherins in the front row of the room looked up with interest, and it was Slytherin's happy hour when Snape mocked Harry.

"Moderators. Harry said nervously.

"Potter, sue me," Snape said softly, "do you know words?"

Draco Malfoy laughed out loud.

"Recognize. Harry said, his hand clenching his wand tightly.

"Read me the third line of the instructions, Potter. ”

Harry squinted at the blackboard. Now that the basement classroom is filled with steam of various colors, it is not easy to read the instructions on the blackboard.

"Add the moonstone powder, stir three times counterclockwise, boil for seven minutes, and add two drops of sneeze syrup. ”

His heart sank - he didn't add syrup, he let the potion boil for seven minutes, and then went straight to the fourth operation instructions.

"Did you do everything in the third one, Potter?"

"Nope. Harry whispered.

"I'm sorry, please say it again, I didn't hear you. ”

"Nope. Harry raised his voice and said, "I forgot to sneeze on the grass." ”

"I know you've forgotten, Potter, and that means this crucible garbage is useless. Disappear without a trace. ”

Harry's potion vanished in an instant. He stood stupidly beside an empty cauldron.

"All the students who have carefully read the operating instructions should put your medicine samples into a short-necked flask, carefully mark their names, and take them to my podium for testing. "The homework assignment was to write a twelve-inch paper on parchment on the properties of moonstone and its use in medicine, and it was handed in on Thursday." ”

"The guy who scored zero in my class three times in a row, I'm going to seriously consider disqualifying his 0.w.Ls from the Potions exam, as far as I know, the last guy to be disqualified from the Potions exam in 0.w.Ls was someone from over two hundred years ago, and maybe one of you will make the headlines of the Daily Prophet again. ”

The Slytherins laughed, and the Gryffindors fell silent.

Harry's classmates were all filling the flasks with potions, and he was so angry that he put everything away.

His potion was no worse than Ron's, which now smelled of rotten eggs, and no worse than Neville's, who had become hard like freshly churned cement, and he had to pull it out of the cauldron with all his might. However, it was his Harry Potter homework today that scored zero points.

Harry put his wand back in his bag and sat down in his seat, watching as the other students walked towards Snape's podium with flasks filled with potions and corked corks. After a long time, the bell finally rang, and Harry was the first to rush out of the basement classroom.

The ceiling was dark and gloomy, the rain was crashing against the high windows, and Harry's anger was uncontrollable, and it was as if a python was roaring in his heart...... (To be continued......)