There was Snape's Potions class today, and to be honest, McGoth was still a little excited, he didn't look at the teacher's seat at the sorting ceremony, and he kept thinking about talking to the Sorting Hat for a while, and the last time I saw Dumbledore, I forgot to ask about the Sorting Hat, which was a bit of a pity.

He had called Harry and Ron so many times this morning that he couldn't wake up, and when he saw that everyone else was about to leave for breakfast, he kicked them out of bed one by one.

"What's going on, what's going on......" Harry, who didn't know what he had dreamed of, jumped up in fright, opened his eyes wide without glasses, and waved around with a pillow.

"Harry, Harry, put on your glasses and change your clothes." McGoth looked down at Ron, who was still awake, and sighed.

"Oh, oh, it's you, Magos, I see." Harry sighed and fumbled for his glasses.

"Ron, Ron, wake up." McGoth slapped him hard in the face.

"What's wrong? McGoss. Ron opened his eyes and said in a daze.

"If you still want to go to class, hurry up, when is this, everyone is leaving."

"Oh, okay." He stood up with his eyes closed, picked up his clothes, and put them on himself.

"Harry, why does my mouth hurt so much, I feel like it's all swollen." Ron clutched his cheeks and struggled to eat breakfast.

"Maybe you pressed it when you were asleep." Magos said before Harry.

"But why do I feel like I was being beaten?"

"That's your delusion......" Harry subconsciously touched his face when he heard this, glad he woke up.

"Okay."

At this time, a group of owls flew in, and Hedwig brought Harry a note, and Harry happily invited McGoth, Ron, and Hermione to go to Hagrid, but McGoth and Hermione politely declined, and they planned to go to the library in the afternoon.

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Potions class was in an underground classroom, colder than the castle building above, with glass jars along the walls and taxidermy insides that made you shiver. When Gryffindor and Slytherin were seated in the classroom, the door opened, and Snape stepped up to the podium with a serious face.

"I'm Snape, now let's see if we're all in place." As he spoke, he glanced coldly at the classroom, and everyone involuntarily avoided his gaze, and he stopped on Harry and McGoth for a moment.

After starting the lesson, he asked Harry a few questions without answers, and then sarcastically ridiculed them for a long time, and at the same time deducted ten points from them, deducting all the bonus points that McGoth had received this week.

"Will come to my office." With that, he put away the textbooks and walked straight out of the classroom. When Snape walked out, Harry and Ron gathered around.

"Why does he want you to go over?" Harry asked worriedly, Ron looked at him with pity, and only Hermione, who knew why, pouted.

"Don't worry, it's okay, Malfoy." casually called out to Malfoy, who was still laughing at him just now.

The left and right King Kong on both sides of Malfoy couldn't help but tremble when they saw Magos walking over, and Malfoy also trembled a little.

"I... Tell you...... Here you can... But school, and you can spell me, I will too, I'm not afraid of you. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not looking for trouble with you, why are you also card friends." As he spoke, he cautiously glanced at Hermione, who was packing up his things, and saw that he was not paying attention here, and whispered to him, "That playing card was fun last time." Malfoy just wanted to put on a dismissive expression, "Of course, if you're not interested, forget it, I wanted to make something interesting from you." ”

"What's that?" Malfoy asked curiously, holding back his half-revealing expression.

"That's ......" he whispered in Malfoy's ear, and Malfoy's eyes widened.

"Yes...... It's a violation of school rules. ”

"Let's be honest, if you don't want to participate, forget it."

"Those things can't be made by us first-year wizards." Malfoy was in a hurry, he was interested in what McGoth had to say.

"Otherwise, how can it be spread in school, it's too simple and not challenging." McGoth said nonchalantly.

"Okay." Malfoy gritted his teeth. "I'll participate."

"Then I wish us success!" McGoth smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione put her things away and looked at them both suspiciously.

"Nothing, I'll go to Professor Slipp first, bye-bye." Without waiting for Hermione to reply, they ran straight out.

"What did he tell you?" Hermione had no choice but to order Malfoy.

"Why should I tell you?" Malfoy glanced at her with disdain. Harry and Ron rushed over to reason with him. Goyle and Crabbe were no longer intimidated at this time, and stood on both sides like door gods............

"Professor Snape." McGoth walked into Snape's underground office.

"It's your notes and potions." Snape coldly pushed the things on the table in front of him.

"I wrote to you before to tell you that I didn't make the negative elixir you said according to your notes." Seeing Magos nodding, "I drank a drop of this potion." ”

"You're drunk!!" McGoth looked at him in surprise.

He nodded expressionlessly, "Only by experiencing it first-hand will you have a deep understanding of a potion." ”

"That ......," he looked at him curiously.

"The effect is similar to what you said, completely uncontrollable, and the liquid you drink is indeed not only the physical body is unstable, but also the magic."

"Can you tell me?" McGoth doesn't care if he's a professor or not, curiosity and curiosity take over all of him.

Snape gave him a nonchalant look and nodded.

"I only drank one drop, the effect was not great, I kept using spells that day, the most powerful is about two layers greater than my strongest magic, and the smallest is also two layers lower, but most of them are lower than the usual strength."

"But that's not right, Professor." McGoth recounted last year's battle.

"You're saying you cast a spell that's equivalent to the standard of an adult wizard?" Snape looked at him with a frown.

"Could there be some other reason?" He muttered a few words to himself. "You go back, I'll go back and study it. That's right for this one to you. As he spoke, he pulled out a golden potion from under the table.

"It's... Elixir? ”

Snape didn't speak, as if he was thinking about his own business, and McGoth was not polite, carefully put away the elixir and the negative elixir, picked up the notes, and left silently.

Snape stared at where he left as he closed the door and went out, pondering something.

"It seems that potions are only supports, and your body is the key......"

McGoth happily returned to the Gryffindor common room, and he couldn't have been happier to get a bottle of Elixir for nothing.

"Hey, Hermione, are you going to dinner?" Hermione was alone in the common room.

"I'm not going, you're going to go yourself." Hermione yelled at him and ran back to the bedroom, McGoth was inexplicably stunned for a moment, and most of his joy disappeared at once, and he returned to the bedside to take the notes on the parchment and left.

McGoth found a few books in the library about ancient tribes. It took a long time to find a few words from a book that almost no one reads.

The book introduces that almost everyone in the ancient tribe is a wizard, but the source of their power is very strange, the strong are almost infinite in magic, and the weak even adult wizards may not be able to use a few spells, it is said that their power comes from monsters, but this statement is only speculation, and there is no clear record that they get magic from monsters. Finally Magos opened the last few pages, which were translations of the tribal language. Not much, though, as McGoth picked up the book and turned it to the emaciated and aged Mrs. Pince.

"What!! You're going to borrow the book. Mrs. Pince was inexplicably furious.

"Yes, I need to borrow this book, if not, please explain what kind of book can be picked up." Magos looked at the woman in front of him who looked like a volcano was about to erupt.

She inhaled widely.

"Name, Academy." She said unwillingly.

"McGoss. Will, Gryffindor. ”

"I remember you, Mr. Will, and I'll make you regret lending this book if it's even a little damaged."

As he was about to walk out of the library, he turned to Mrs. Pince and said, "Mrs. Pince, I think it's time for you to find a man to marry, otherwise it's not good for your body to not be able to vent your desires, even a menopausal woman wouldn't want you to be so irritable." After saying that, he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran out.

After a few seconds, a loud scream rang out in the library, and the entire fourth floor could be heard in anger, embarrassment, disbelief. Mrs. Pince then ran out of the library for the first time, but there was still a shadow of McGoss.

"Whew, whew." Magos ran back to the break room in one go. There was no one inside, and Hermione didn't know if she was still in the dorm, so he hesitated and walked over and put his ear to the door, but he couldn't hear anything.

"Forget it, I'll ask her what's wrong when I'm done eating." When he finished talking to himself, he went back to his bed, picked up the book, and began to translate word by word. He now knew six words, and now that he looked further, he had found nearly half of them, but none of them were sequential and difficult to understand. He could only write down the words one by one in order with his notes.

Giving, God, Strength, Blood, Monster, Weak, Strength, Unlimited, Newborn, God, Link, Heart, Agree, Share, Resist, Persist, The last sentence he could barely guess was that if he succeeded, he would gain extremely strong power, and if he failed, he would die, and the only chance was that he could only use it once, and he didn't quite understand, and in the end he died with what. He put down his pen and rubbed his head, there was still a small word that he couldn't translate, but he could roughly guess the meaning.