Thankfully, though, Professor Snape didn't stare at him for long.

After a slight pause and a few seconds of staring at each other, Snape took the initiative to stagger his gaze, re-raised the roster in his hand and began to roll call, as if it had just been a trivial episode.

Soon, Snape put down the roster in his hand, clasped his hands around his chest, and looked up at the students in the classroom. His eyes were as cold and hollow as ever, as if they were two bottomless tunnels.

"In this class, you don't need to wave your wand or say words in your mouth. ”

Snape spoke softly, almost slightly louder than a whisper, but as if by some magical power, everyone could hear every word he said.

"Actually, I don't expect many of you to truly grasp the exact science and rigor of potions brewing. For the few, gifted elite, though, I would ......"

At this point, Snape paused again, his eyes resting on Elena, who was sitting at the front, and his lips twitched slightly—he suddenly remembered that what he was about to say seemed to have been preempted by the little girl in Potions class on Monday.

Forget it, I can't manage so much for the time being, let's just assume that this little girl doesn't exist first.

In Elena's blank eyes, Professor Snape glared at her menacingly, then looked over her face as if through a cloud of air, looked ahead, took a deep breath, and continued with a stiff expression.

"I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of the simmering cauldron with white smoke and bursts of fragrance......"

As he finished his short opening remarks, the class fell silent.

Severus Snape looked around the quiet classroom and nodded with satisfaction, this was what he wanted to achieve, he had seen awe and curiosity in the eyes of many little ones.

And this time, finally there was not a mouthy first-year wizard to disturb his opening remarks.

"Sure enough, it's a standard Slytherin-esque evil speech. ”

Ron and Seamus, who were sitting in the back row, raised their eyebrows and secretly exchanged glances, obviously thinking of going together.

Luckily, Professor Snape's attention wasn't on the two of them.

"(Mr. Potter!), our new celebrity. ”

Just when everyone thought that the opening remarks were over and the official class was about to begin, Snape suddenly changed his tune.

"Tell me, what do I get if I add daffodil root powder to a wormwood infusion?"

(Tell me, what would get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?)

Narcissus root powder added to wormwood infusion?

Harry subconsciously glanced at Elena, who was sitting at the front of the classroom, and was about to open his mouth to answer, when he was suddenly stunned - wait! If he remembers correctly, this question......

Almost at the same time, Hermione, who was sitting next to Harry in the classroom, raised her arm and pointed it like a sword at the ceiling of the Potions classroom.

Snape looked at Harry as if he was in his seat, and a hint of disappointment and loneliness flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect Harry to understand what he meant, but a little bit of Potions talent like Lily would be enough to make him feel less uncomfortable.

What Snape didn't notice, however, was that as he uttered these words, Elena's eyes instantly became regretful and silent - as a long-time Harry Potter fan, she naturally understood the meaning of this famous metaphor throughout the original story.

Asphodel, also known as the solar orchid, is a plant belonging to the lily family. And Lily's English just happens to be the exact same spelling as Lily Evans' name, Lily. (The so-called Victorian flower language spread on the Internet or something, although it is very poignant, but unfortunately it is just a rumor, and daffodils mean dedication.) ）

Root, in addition to the meaning of root, also has the meaning of cause and source. Add to that the fact that wormwood represents "absence" and "bitter sorrow", and the answer that comes to the end - Livih is another more popular saying that life is better than death.

This is probably one of the most painful metaphors in the wizarding world.

"Tsk, tsk - you don't know? Obviously, fame doesn't mean everything. ”

Unaware of the complicated gaze coming from behind him, Snape pursed his lips contemptuously, slowly walked down the podium, and came to Harry, ignoring Hermione's raised arm next to him, and staring into Harry's eyes quietly.

"Then let's try again. If I asked you to find me a bezoar, where would you find it?"

It's the same question! Not even a word has changed!

Harry swallowed hard, his breathing became heavy and rapid, and his eyes unconsciously looked over Snape in front of him to Elena who was turning her head to look at him next to the podium.

Following Harry's gaze, Snape glanced back at the silver-haired witch sitting at the front of the classroom, and the disappointment in his eyes couldn't help but increase.

"I'm sorry, of course I know that Miss Kaslana might know the answer. Unfortunately, she can't help you answer questions at this time. All you can rely on now is yourself......"

Snape shook his head and whispered, as he prepared to ask a third question.

At this moment, Harry, who had seemed to be stunned before, suddenly broke his silence and took the initiative to reply.

"Living-Dead"

"Huh?" Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at the thin boy with glasses in front of him in surprise, "What did you just say?"

"If you add daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion, you can make a very powerful sleeping potion, which is Living-Dead...... I've heard that the specific brewing process may be recorded in "Advanced Potion Making", but I have only seen so much in "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Mushrooms". ”

Harry took a deep breath and replied quickly, remembering what he had memorized earlier.

Whether it was a coincidence, a prophecy, or even a collusion with Professor Snape in advance, whatever the reason, it was constantly corroborating the reliability of the news that Sister Elena had revealed.

"That's right, how to make a living hell potion, that's something you'll only learn in sixth grade. ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Snape's eyes, and he glanced thoughtfully at Harry, who was gradually relaxing, and nodded slightly.

"It seems that you have carefully read "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Mushrooms" before, and this small detail is not so easy to notice. ”

"Wait...... Advanced Potions Making?!6th Grade Course Content?!"

Hermione turned her head in confusion, quickly lowered her head and flipped through the two textbooks in her hand, then looked at Harry with an extremely unfamiliar look, as if she had just met him today, and retracted her raised arm in a curt.

This question...... It seemed a little overstep, and most crucially, Harry's answer was clearly more accurate than the one she was about to blurt out.

Not noticing the strange look in Hermione's eyes, Harry froze, focusing all his attention on Professor Snape.

"Then, dung. This is a stone that is taken from a goat's stomach using a special method that can be used as an antidote to potions, and is also one of the basic ingredients used to make common broad-spectrum antidotes. ”

This time, Harry didn't dodge or dodge, staring directly at the deep black eyes of the Potions professor not far in front of him, and replied respectfully in an unhurried tone.

As the familiar knowledge was spoken, Harry gradually calmed down - Sister Elena had done enough, and now it was his own battlefield, and no one could help him.

"So, Professor Snape, if we're looking for a piece of dungstone, the goat's stomach is the first place to start......"

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【Popular Science of Important Plot Trivia】

(The vast majority of distracted HP fandom will show their stuff in these two places in Potions class.) This is also where the fat chicken can't stand it.,It's clear that Baidu is so developed.,Just check it a little carefully.。 ）

(First of all, the dung stone is not a cow yellow, the reason why I see many people write as a cow yellow, that is because this is an original translation error of the movie version, accidentally translated as a cow yellow, of course, there is also a saying that the translation is close to Chinese understanding, forcibly using the ox yellow as an analogy.) In fact, if you pay a little attention, you will find that it is not the same. ）

(Again, if I add daffodil root powder to a wormwood infusion, it does have a deep meaning.) But the so-called Victorian flower language does not exist at all, in fact, it is the same as the Kaslana flower language, it is just a good thing to listen to and just random nonsense. "My remorse follows you to the grave" is a rumor. What's more, Snape is a straight man + otaku, what flower language do you want to memorize?!)

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Today's third chapter is successfully completed!!

Fat Chicken does what it says!

I'm a codeword Ji today!

A codeword Ji who has no feelings!

A ruthless codeword!

PS: All the additions are all paid off, no debt, one is light, one is light, hehehahaha!

Finally, I can find a way to save the manuscript and touch the fish!

PS 2: If you don't have a monthly pass, it's good to give the fat chicken a little chapter to eat, and of course, there is also a thumbs up and refills for [Elena Kaslana], what about the refills, have you forgotten again.

PS 3: This month's koi event has ended, and bonuses and prizes will be distributed one after another! Don't worry if you don't win the lottery, there will be more next month!(In fact, only one ultimate non-chief did not win, and the rest won.) ）

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