Everything was going on in an orderly manner, Sally took all the lessons during the week, some of them were a bit strenuous, but fortunately, the Slytherin seniors were helpful, as long as you pay attention to the occasion and time, they don't mind answering your professional questions, Sally found him interested in the Transfiguration class.

Among the teachers she knew, Professor Quirrell was strange, and said that he was strange because Sally felt that he did not meet all the qualifications of a teacher, and that he was incoherent and a little stammering, full of strange smells, and would only use some strange and impossible stories to change the subject.

Anyway, it's Friday, and Sally will be in class with Harry for the first time, and these days she will say hello when she meets Harry, and the two will talk together for a while if they have enough time, but if Harry has Ron by his side, then the conversation will always end quickly, Ron once tried to talk to Sally, Sally just didn't hear it. She knew that in order for Ron to remember the lesson completely, she had to wait for him to completely untie the knot before apologizing.

"Today is a good day. Malfoy said, his tone filled with uncontrollable excitement. "Together with Gryffindor, we will take Potions class with our great professor, Professor Snape. ”

Sally couldn't help but laugh, and she asked curiously, "Is Professor Snape really as protective as you say?"

Malfoy smirked, "You'll know then." ”

In Potions class, Sally was surprised to find that their headmaster, the Potions teacher, was the teacher who reprimanded her by the lake, and she tightened her heart, and then comforted herself, after so many days, he might not remember himself for a long time.

Sally also found that what Malfoy said was not an exaggeration at all, Professor Snape not only protected his shortcomings, but also extremely targeted Harry, and even took Ron to be implicated, less than ten minutes into class, the two of them were deducted two points for a trivial matter, Malfoy and Sally were divided into a group, and when doing the experiment, Sally obviously felt that Malfoy was in a particularly good mood.

Sally is rarely a little in a hurry, and the Potions class is about single-mindedness and absolute precision, and there must be no carelessness, which is exactly what Sally lacks. For example, if she wants to concentrate on cutting alfalfa grass, she can't take care of how many degrees the water is boiling in the pot at the same time. Another example is to add porcupine needles to the pot, a few grams are a few grams, and a little more or less will not work. Sally was in a hurry, but sometimes she had to do three or four things together. At this time, she was glad that Malfoy was in a group with her, and when he was busy with him, he would take the time to watch her and prevent her from making fatal mistakes, such as a boy in Gryffindor who was burned all over his body, and the busy Sally didn't realize that she and Malfoy were the only ones who didn't get criticized of all the people in the two houses. Even though she was ready to be criticized when she turned in her homework (especially since the previous student had clearly done a better job than her, but was still criticized and sarcastically criticized by Snape), Professor Snape only frowned, and with a wave of his wand, stored her potion without praise or criticism.

Out of the Potions classroom, Sally felt her brain buzzing, she rarely had this kind of overuse of her brain, Malfoy was at the door, waved at her, she nodded and was about to walk over, when she saw a girl next to her quickly walking by, hit her hard, the inkwell in her hand snapped and shattered on the ground, and was shattered.

"Sally!" Malfoy walked over and grabbed Sally's arm, "Are you alright?"

"Sally!" This is Harry and Ron who came out of the classroom late, Ron pushed Malfoy away at once, Goyle and Crabbe immediately stood in front of Malfoy and rolled up their sleeves in front of Ron, Harry looked at Sally nervously, "Are you okay?"

"I'm ......," she had barely finished her sentence, when she heard a cat meow, followed by Filch's angry growl, "who's causing trouble here? Look, look, the ink is still on the mural, who's it?"

"It's me, Mr. Filch, but I didn't mean to, someone ......," Sally said.

"It's not intentional, it's not intentional, can you just spill ink everywhere? You see that there is no such thing in the school rules, I really can't deduct your points, but I can... Let me think about it, I'm going to have you wipe the mural clean with your own hands, no magic, and no traces of glass and ink on the floor, and you're going to have to clean it all by hand little by bit. What are you doing in a daze? Do you want me to lock you up?"

Sally clenched the textbook in her hand, then took a deep breath before Ron spoke, "Sally is okay, we'll get it with you." ”

"Yes, my brother is here, we'll get it done in a while. Harry said, and crouched down to pick up the debris on the ground.

"You are not allowed to do it, let her come by herself, and have a long memory. Filch said arrogantly, with a smug smile on his lips.

"Enough is enough, Filch. A loud voice reached everyone's ears accurately, and the crowd automatically gave way to Professor Snape.

"My students, I think I can handle that. Snape said, and without waiting for Filch to speak, he waved his wand and all traces of dirt were gone.

"Hmph. Filch was visibly upset, but he knew there was no good in going against Snape, so he snorted and limped away with his cat.

"What are you all looking at?Potter, Weasley, your performance in class has already cost Gryffindor two points for this, do you think I deducted less?" Snape said viciously, then looked like Sally, "As for you, come to my office at seven o'clock tonight." With that, he strode away.

Sally felt very aggrieved, especially because she didn't pay attention to who touched her on purpose, and Harry and Ron comforted her a lot along the way, Ron sincerely apologized for what he said, and the two reconciled, but even so, Sally's mood was no better.

The thought ended up was that she hadn't eaten anything at noon, and even more so in the evening, and sat in the lounge, and by ten minutes before seven, she was already standing in front of the door of Professor Snape's office.

She knocked on the door a few times, and Snape's voice came from inside, "Come in." ”

Professor Snape's room was also underground, so the light was not very bright, and there were all kinds of strange things soaked in large and small bottles, some disgusting, some beautiful, and there were more than a dozen large and small stoves on the test bench, and countless glass bottles. Snape saw Sally come in. Getting up, she took a bottle from the shelf, which Sally recognized as containing her Potions class.

"The water temperature is three degrees higher on average, the horsetail grass is stirred four times less, the alfalfa grass is not cut carefully enough, and you have one drop of gecko blood less, have you memorized what I said?" said Snape quickly, then looked at Sally.

"Remember... Remembered. Sally didn't remember a few, but she kept it to heart.

"Remember, just do this experiment again until it succeeds. With that, he brought up the prepared boiler and medicinal herbs from under the experimental table, and then continued to write something.

Sally sleepwalked to the side of the table, looked down at the materials Snape had prepared, and found that one of the most important things was missing. Professor Snape. ”

"Huh?" replied Snape without looking up.

"I, I might need my textbooks. She said with some embarrassment, Snape's hand paused for writing, and after a while she said, "Come and get it, will you let me send it to you?"

Sally trotted over, took the book handed by Snape, and opened it to find that it was Professor Snape's textbook, and each page of it was filled with detailed notes and notes with a different color pen, and each page was densely written. It's just that there are some things she can't read, and what Sally doesn't know, Snape's books are never borrowed, because when it comes to potions, he is the absolute authority, and his books are also his notes, which are of great value.

The potion was done once, no, hit back, the second time, Sally was no longer nervous, this time it was much better, only the alfalfa grass was still not broken enough, and the third time, she finally reluctantly got Professor Snape's approval.

"Yes, you can go. Snape looked at the pale blue potion in the bottle and said with satisfaction.

"But ...... punishment," Sally couldn't help but ask, the question she had been worried about all night.

"I never said you came here to be punished. Professor Snape said solemnly, "Now, I want you to get back before the lights go out, or you might be punished." ”

"Yes!" said Sally, with a feeling of being overwhelmed, but as soon as she finished speaking, she heard a rumbling in her stomach. Suddenly, the atmosphere fell silent again.

"Well, Professor Snape, I'll go first. Sally turned around and wanted to leave.

"Stop. Snape's voice froze Sally in place. When I turned around, I saw an extra plate of honey pancakes on the table.

"Give you ten minutes to eat it. With that, Snape turned and went to clean up the test bench.

Sally was overjoyed and gulped down.

"Professor Snape, do you have anything to drink? ”

"Professor Snape, do you have Shayok pudding here?"

Professor Snape......

"You're talking, you're going to leave now!" Snape couldn't help but shout, was he too indulgent of this student, eating pancakes, drinking milk tea, and pudding desserts in his office?

Sally stuck out her tongue quietly, she wondered how much Professor Snape could tolerate her, and she found that Professor Snape was completely a knife-mouthed tofu heart!

It was this realization that made it difficult for Sally to regain her sense of awe for Snape in the future.

On the other side, Harry and Ron, as well as Malfoy in the common room, were still deeply worried about Sally.........