Chapter 36: Potions Lesson
Convinced that no one in the classroom would dare to rebel against his authority, Snape divided everyone into pairs. In the first lesson, they are required to make a simple potion for scabies.
Snape began dragging the long black cloak around the classroom after writing the method neatly on the blackboard.
He watched everyone's movements and pointed out their mistakes harshly, even the Slytherins.
Perhaps because Snape placed the blame for Harry's answer on Gawain, he and Harry were grouped together and pressed against Malfoy and Pansy's desk.
"Old bat, Gawain, you're not doing anything wrong!"
Harry whispered indignantly, handing Gawain the grinding of the viper's fangs.
"Please, hand me the scales, Harry. β
Gawain took the viper's fangs and pointed to the copper balance on the table with some hesitation.
According to the board book, the potion requires a small amount of dried nettle and a pinch of powder from a viper's tooth, but there is absolutely no scale on the scale that says "a small amount" or "a pinch of it".
"He must hate me, I don't know why. We've got to hurry, though, that Malfoy guy is already steaming slugs with tentacles. β
Harry handed over the scales and asked Gawain.
At their next table, Malfoy was triumphantly showing Snape how skilled he was at boiling slugs, and adding five points to Slytherin!
"But you haven't done anything to make him hate, have you?" said Gawain, shaking his head, lowering his scales.
Gawain hesitated, because he could have fooled the past or follow Malfoy's example, but he couldn't be perfunctory to himself.
It's Potions class, the closest thing to "science" in the wizarding world, and it's not a goulash modeled after Ms. Julia's recipe, not to mention that even the recipe is marked with the specific weight and proportions of each ingredient.
"Professor?"
Gawain raised his hand in the air and gestured to Snape.
"Self-righteous Mr. White, I don't think there's anything on the blackboard that any wizard with a mind can't understand. Maybe what you need me to teach you is the spelling of slugs?"
Snape looked down at Gawain.
"Professor, I didn't find a small amount on the scale, and a pinch of these two scales. β
Gawain raised the scales in his hand.
"Most of the dried nettles, or a few less viper tooth powders, won't turn your potion into poison. But why don't you grind the viper teeth a little bit finer? Maybe that will make you feel more fulfilled. β
Snape's black eyes were like black holes, revealing his unhappiness unabashedly.
"But I thought it was a precise science with strict craftsmanship, Professor Snape!"
Gawain stared at Snape without giving in, even as Harry jerked his sleeve.
The whole classroom was looking at it.
Gawain heard Hermione gasp for air, and Malfoy chuckled twice.
Suddenly, there was a dangerous-sounding "goo-goo-goo" sound, and large clouds of green smoke rose from a corner and hissed.
"Idiot!"
Snape jerked his head and looked into the corner of the classroom.
I don't know how Neville managed to burn such a "harmless" potion into a pot of strong acid, and forcibly burn Seamus's crucible into a crooked thing.
The green potion splashed on the stone floor, causing the students who stepped on it to scream.
Everyone stood on their stools.
Except for poor Neville.
He was soaking wet, and his arms and legs were full of red and swollen scabies, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"Idiot!"
Snape roared, waved his wand, and swept away the potion from the ground with a skilful vanishing charm.
"Didn't I tell you to remove the pot from the heat before adding porcupine thorns?!"
Snape said angrily, making Neville cry even more. And the situation was getting worse, and many scabies began to appear on his nose, which became red.
"Get him to the school hospital up there!"
Snape snapped at Seamus.
"Mr. White, are you satisfied now? Put away your smug smile.
Since you came up with this, it's up to you to write a paper on the weight and proportions of each potion recipe and give it to me in class next week. β
He looked at Gawain, who wasn't smiling at all, snatched the dish of dried nettles from his table, took out a handful, and used a silver spoon to divide two-thirds of the viper tooth powder Harry had grinded earlier.
"Look at what I'm doing! Don't you have any potions!"
Snape said to everyone.
An hour later, they climbed down the stairs and out of the ground.
"Dude, you're so cool! Did you see Snape's face? Dare I say, he must want to eat you!"
Ron danced excitedly.
He decided that, starting today, he would add Gawain's name to the list of idols he worshipped!
Never!
No!
Anyone!
can face Snape head-on like Gawain, and in the end Snape compromised!
"But I think Professor Snape might be a little better than he would have liked. β
Gawain gestured with his fingers to make a little gap.
Snape was adamantly opposed to his own problems at first, but reluctantly compromised when he saw Neville's accident.
"Speaking of which, Jane, I thought you were going to oppose me?" Gawain suddenly slowed his pace a little, waiting for Hermione to follow.
"Of course you'd be reckless in doing that," Hermione raised her eyebrows, rightfully speaking, "but I don't think that's wrong." Potions really needs a more rigorous approach!"
Before they knew it, they had made their way to the auditorium.
The smell of lunch came out of the gate.
"Gawain, are you really not going to Hagrid's cabin with us in the afternoon? I think he will be glad to see you. Harry said with some regret.
"I'm sorry, I've made an appointment with Hermione to go to the library, and I'd like to look up some materials to prepare for Professor Snape's paper.
Maybe next time?"
Gawain pursed his lips with a napkin and said goodbye first.
He wanted to make a trip to the owl shack before going to the library to meet Hermione, and besides, he had lied about the purpose of going to the library.
"The coup d'Γ©tat in Albania ... Resurrection Zombie... Let's hope I'm just overly nervous. β
Gawain thought about it, and vowed that he must learn the "Flame Blazing" spell as soon as possible.
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