Harry thought so, but when he saw Ivan constantly feeding the multi-flavored beans in his hand to Spotted, he couldn't help but speak.

"Ivan, if you keep feeding like this, Spotted is about to die."

Hearing Harry say this, Hermione, who wanted to continue asking questions, also shifted her attention to the blob in Ron's hand.

The mouse, which used to be thin and had knotted hair, has now changed its appearance.

After scurrying around in the dormitory and getting covered in dust, Spotted was cleaned by Ron with a brush, and in the past few days, he has been fed every day, and now he is obviously a little fatter.

"How so? This feeding amount is normal, and the spots used to be hungry and thin, so they should have to add food! Ivan insisted on his opinion, and once again handed a piece of multi-flavored bean to Spotted's mouth.

"Besides, this is also an expression of my apologies." Ivan said again.

Spotted showed no sympathy at all, glared at Ivan angrily, and arrogantly pulled Ivan's hand away with his little paws.

It wasn't until Madara realized that his little paw couldn't resist Ivan's strength that he took a bite of the multi-flavored bean that was sent to him.

After all, it's all on the lips, no matter how angry you are, you still have to eat rice, right?

Anyway, I can't resist...

Kindness.. In fact, if you taste it carefully, except for a few flavors, the multi-flavored beans are still quite delicious...

Noticing the weakening of Spotted's resistance, Ivan couldn't help but sigh that Peter Pettigrew had been struggling for so many years, and nothing else was possible, but his mentality was quite stable.

Obviously, he was still being chased by the most feared person the other night, and after only one night, he was able to continue to feast.

Even though the chase was in a dream...

However, this also means that Peter Pettigrew doesn't know about the dark magic of the Dread Charm, maybe he just thinks that Ivan used some kind of magic to turn his dreams into nightmares...

After all, Ivan, a little wizard, had no reason to know what happened eleven years ago, let alone know that Sirius's Animagus was a black dog.

"What if I'm too fat?" Ron looked at Speck, who was "taken care of" by Ivan, and said with some concern.

"It's okay, Banban doesn't have to send letters, and it saves it from running around when you get fat." Ivan opened his mouth to comfort.

Ivan thought to himself that if it weren't for Peter Pettigrew, Voldemort's resurrection plan would not have succeeded so easily.

When the time comes, Ivan wants to see how Spotted can't run in the face of Crookshank Hill and Sirius.

The group chatted as they walked towards the basement where the Potions class was located.

By the time they walked into the classroom, Harry and Ron had a little more faith in the rumors that Snape was a dark wizard.

The whole classroom is not large, but the atmosphere is a little dark and terrifying, surrounded by some glass bottles, which contain blue-green liquids, and some can vaguely see the bodies of some animals soaked in the liquid.

In addition, the classroom was built underground, and if he hadn't known that this was Hogwarts, Ivan would have thought it was a dark wizard's secret laboratory.

"Get to your seats, we'll have to be careful this lesson!" Ron spoke.

At this time, Ron no longer had the slightest doubt about George's previous words, and hurriedly pulled Ivan, Harry, and Hermione to sit down, so as not to find a reason for Snape to deduct points.

However, Ivan knew in his heart that even if they were to divide the lessons safely, Snape would make up a reason to find fault.

Boom~

After the young wizards of the two academies sat down, the gloomy door was suddenly pushed open, and the sound of the door panel hitting the wall echoed in the classroom.

A short time later, an emaciated figure walked through the gate, its sallow skin hidden under a long black cloak, its indifferent eyes swept over the young wizards' bodies, and only stopped briefly when it caught Harry's gaze, and his hooked nose made him look like a giant humanoid bat...

Snape walked all the way to the front of the stage, waved his wand in his right hand, and the curtains around him were automatically drawn, and without the sunlight shining through the windows into the basement, the classroom was immediately much darker.

As the light dimmed, Ivan could clearly notice that Snape's tense expression had relaxed slightly.

After doing all this, the master of Potions picked up the roll call list and looked around at the little wizards below who were suppressed by his aura.

"I'm going to be a little bit more famous, and I hope no one dares to disappear in my class!"

Snape's deep voice began to echo through the classroom, and the usually mischievous little wizards were silent, and only Draco Malfoy of Slytherin could laugh at this time.

"Neville Longbottom."

"Ivan Hals..."

......

"Harry Potter..."

When Harry's name was pronounced, Snape's flat tone fluctuated slightly,

"Ha~ By the way, I almost forgot." Snape's face was expressionless, but there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his words. "There's a new celebrity in our school!"

The young wizards around him all looked towards Harry, and Draco and the two henchmen even snickered in private.

Being targeted for some reason made Harry a little uncomfortable, but what he didn't know was that this was just the beginning.

Snape turned his head away from Harry, but at all the humanes.

"You're here to learn the subtleties of pharmaceuticals."

"Since there's no stupid wand swinging here, many of you don't believe it's magic. I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of pharmaceutical technology. ”

Snape paused here before speaking with an intoxicating taste.

"Think about it, when you simmer the herbs in a large steam pot, the potion slowly boils, and white smoke rises...... And the fluid that flows from the veins of the human body, a fluid with incomparably subtle power...... It will simply enchant your heart and fascinate all your senses...... I can teach you how to bottle your reputation, how to brew glory, and even how to say ...... Stop the ...... of Death As long as you're not as stupid as the stupid guys I used to teach. ”

Snape finished speaking at a long time, and suddenly spoke again.

"Potter, what happens if you add daffodil bulb powder to wormwood juice?"

Harry was dazed.

What is Narcissus? What is wormwood?

Harry looked at Ron for help, and Ron was equally dazed, Hermione raised her right hand high, but Snape only pretended not to see.

Ivan was far away, and could only open his mouth and silently spit out the words dead water and sleeping pills.

Harry was a little anxious, but Snape's forced gaze made him afraid to look at Ivan more, and naturally he couldn't guess what Ivan was talking about, so he could only spit out a few words with difficulty.

"I don't know the professor!"

Ivan helplessly put his hand on his forehead, he had done his best.

Even if he told Harry the answer in advance, it would be useless, unless Harry could memorize all the books on potions, otherwise Snape would have a way to target Harry.