Ron shook his head frantically beside him to refuse, and Harry subconsciously looked at Neville, who was still shivering, and gritted his teeth to agree.

"I, I'll drink it myself." Trembling words came out of Neville's mouth, and the little wizards around him seemed to have heard something incredible, and they all looked at Neville who was trembling and trying to get the potion.

Snape didn't expect the little fat man who was so frightened to speak at the sight of him that he had such courage.

"Are you sure, Mr. Longbottom." The words rang in Neville's ears, and his hand slipped in fright, and the potion fell off the table and was caught by Snape.

"Looks like you're not sure." He sneered and picked up the potion and walked over to Harry.

"What about you, Mr. Savior."

Neville watched as Snape went to Harry with the potion, his courage gradually replaced by fear, but looking at the disdain and unsurprised looks of the young wizards around him, perhaps out of shame or something, he burst out of his seat again and grabbed Snape's arm holding the potion.

"Give, give me."

Snape, who was interrupted again, looked at Neville who was pulling him with a very bad face. With a flick of his arm, he shook Neville's hand away, then used a petrification charm to freeze him in place.

Harry saw this and instantly raised his wand at him.

"Harry, don't be impulsive." Hermione screamed.

Ron took advantage of his hesitation and snatched his wand away, if he did attack Snape in class today, even if Dumbledore favored him again, he couldn't stay at Hogwarts anymore.

"Good, good." Snape looked at Harry with anger on his face.

"I wish Dumbledore could see this."

"You did it to Neville first." After Harry's wand was snatched by Ron, the anger in his heart slowly cooled.

"Shouldn't there be punishment for stopping a professor without permission?" Snape replied coldly.

"Now you should tell me your answer."

"I'll drink." Harry didn't hesitate this time, glared at Snape and replied directly.

"Good. It's just as disgusting as your nosy father. He placed Neville's potion in front of him.

"Do you know my father?" Harry's attention was not on potions.

Snape gave him a disgusted look and didn't reply, instead lifting the petrified Neville from the spell.

Seeing this, Harry had no choice but to hold back his doubts, and he also figured out that judging by Snape's attitude towards him, his relationship with his father would definitely not be good.

Then he picked up the bottle of potion that was obviously not the right color, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and closed his eyes to pour it directly into his mouth.

"Bang." A loud bang suddenly rang out on the Slytherin side, sending everyone shuddering. Snape also hurriedly looked over and walked over quickly to prevent anyone from being hurt. At this time, Magos put the drink of the same color in a test tube and threw it on Harry, who was also attracted by the sound.

Harry felt something hit him, and quickly looked down to see that it was a potion of the same color as the one in his hand. Then he looked up and saw Magos motioning for him to drink it, and Harry released the potion in his hand, letting it fall into his sleeve, and then picked up Magos's 'potion'.

Snape, who didn't notice any problems, turned his gaze to Harry again, and Harry drank the 'potion' in his hand in one gulp.

'Tangerine-flavored. He snickered inwardly. Then he kept making the most popping sound to prevent him from seeing it.

Snape gave him a sneer, and withdrew his gaze, but he gave him a deep look as he passed Megoth.

McGoth shrunk his head, he didn't think he could hide it from Snape, but he knew that Snape was just trying to make a fool of Harry, not really trying to hurt him. So this is also a step down for him, right?

The next lesson was a detailed explanation of the shrinking potion, and McGoth also heard his own shortcomings from this lesson.

After class, Snape gave him a cold look as he walked past him, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition,

While eating in the dining room, Neville walked up to Harry in frustration and apologized to him.

"If it weren't for my potion being wrong, it wouldn't have happened."

Harry waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, he thought it was better not to take out the real potion and tell Neville, otherwise if it reached Snape's ears, McGoth would be out of luck.

It wasn't until Neville left that Harry whispered thanks to McGoss.

Ron also hadn't noticed that the potion had been replaced, so he curiously asked him what he was thanking for.

"Are you sure you won't go to Madam Pomfrey?" Hermione asked, a little worried.

Harry smiled mysteriously, then pulled out Neville's potion.

"How come there is still a bottle?" Ron took a closer look and felt that it was exactly the same as before.

Hermione, however, glanced at Magos thoughtfully because of the thanks she had just received.

There was only one Defence Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon, so each person only brought a few books, but Hermione, unlike them, carried a small bag full of books from each class.

"What are you doing with so many books? Aren't you tired? Ron watched Hermione rummage through her bag for a moment before pulling out the Defence Against the Dark Arts textbook.

Hermione replied to him vaguely, then picked up her bag and walked away.

"I think we'll have to see what she's up to."

"Hey, guys." At this time, Seamus came over with the Daily Prophet and sat down in Hermione's place.

"Did you see that? The Daily Prophet said that they had probably found Sirius Black's trail. ”

"Where?" Harry asked hurriedly.

"It's not far from here." Seamus said, looking excited, "Seeing him was an ordinary person, of course, she didn't know that Blake was a wizard, she thought he was just an ordinary prisoner, so she called the hotline, and then the Ministry of Magic people quickly rushed over, but he was already gone." ”

"Not far from here?" For some reason, Harry's mind flashed to the big black dog he had seen earlier.

'Will he come to me?' Harry wondered, because he didn't think the other side would have the ability to enter Hogwarts, and Dumbledore alone wouldn't be able to get through it, not to mention the heavily defended Dementors around him.

"Any other news?"

"Then there's the Quidditch World Cup next year. It feels a lot like our football World Cup. Then Seamus happily began to tell them about the teams in the World Cup, and they were drowsy.

"I'm going to find Ron's brothers for some business." McGoth decided that instead of listening to him talk about football, he might as well talk to the twins about potions.