"Nightmare! It's a nightmare! The thought of me having to think about how to poison the bugs before Christmas makes me go crazy!" Ron complained bitterly to the Savior. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Benjamin and Draco let out a pleasant grunt as they walked past them.

"What are they proud of? No, they think it's easy!" Ron said in surprise.

Hermione sitting on the side (after the troll incident, Hermione and Harry got a lot closer because it was a thrilling adventure. Ron's blank look, "Of course it's simple, at least I think I'm sure I'll make the little snake scared." Alright, Ron, there's two days left, you two just need to follow me to the library......"

Benjamin didn't hear what was going on, and he walked briskly out of the classroom to the place he had agreed with Frank in advance, outside the public restroom on the second floor.

No one comes here all year round.

"I felt like we were dating. Frank didn't go on because he was glared at by Benjamin. "I'm just kidding, Master Ludwig. Alright, I've already asked the Weasley brothers. ”

Benjamin's indifferent eyes finally made waves, and he glanced at the black armor beside him silently, for fear that it would run to report to Dumbledore.

"There are a lot of secret passages in the school, yes, to Hogsmeade Village. For example, in the corridor on the fourth floor, there is a statue, the statue of the one-eyed witch, and there is a secret passage from her back. It's just that Hogwarts students can go there on their days off after the third year, so many people don't deliberately look for secret passages. ”

Fourth-floor corridor?

Benjamin, if I'm not mistaken, the Three-Headed Hellhound was there, too.

"Then I'm going to leave this weekend to thank the Weasley brothers for me. When Benjamin had finished speaking, he tightened his robe with satisfaction and prepared to leave.

Frank shouted from behind him, "Benjamin, I mean, why are you going on the weekend! And why don't you take me!"

Benjamin has gone far, though.

Two days passed in a flash, and the air above the Potions class was filled with tension and pain.

Benjamin glanced faintly around the students in the classroom, and the life on their faces was worse than death, which greatly pleased Benjamin.

"These idiots can't even deal with bugs, I'm afraid it's a waste to make skeletons. ”

At that moment, Professor Snape, who was always dressed in a black robe, walked into the classroom.

"It's gratifying to see you so eager to take the plunge. Harry in particular, your amazing performance at Quidditch makes me expect you to shine in Potions class as well. ”

"I hate this old bat!" Ron grumbled quietly.

Harry frowned, his suspicions growing that Professor Snape had bad intentions against the Hellhound's guard.

They haven't figured out what it's guarding yet, though.

"Alright, you can get started. ”

Neville looked uneasy, he had had been helped by Hermione or Ron before. Now he is alone, and he is at a loss.

Then he finds Benjamin, who is not far from him, and makes a move that he regrets.

He pulled the corner of Benjamin's coat with his hand, which had just wiped his nose.

Seeing that neither Benjamin nor Professor Snape on the stage reacted, he stepped up.

"Let go of your hands, Longbottom. Benjamin said coldly, he was grinding sage at this time, and he didn't want to be disturbed at all.

"Can I see how you do it? I mean, I can't tell the difference between sage and alfalfa. Neville's voice was sobbing.

How could Professor Snape keep himself away from Hermione!, Neville thought in despair.

"And what are you doing, Longbottom, please don't touch me again. ”

Perhaps Benjamin's words were a little heavier, and Neville's eyes turned red.

It's just that Benjamin, who was so focused, didn't notice it at all.

Time passed very quickly, except for the occasional crucible explosion and indescribable stench, this Potions class exam went well.

Unlike many people who stir clockwise five times and then put in ground sage, toad eggs, and chopped witch flowers. Benjamin wrapped the materials in tin foil and put them in the cauldron.

"What is he doing? that Squib?" said one of the Gryffindors in a malicious manner.

Pansy was upset when she heard this, and she retorted, "Benjamin isn't a Squib, Mr. Moxie, you're more of a Squib in Transfiguration class." ”

"He's doing really weird things, and you see, he's stirring counterclockwise, and he's only stirring three times. Now what is he going to do, what is that vial?" Hermione raised her voice, she was more surprised.

She knows better than anyone else how deeply Benjamin hides her talent.

By this time, most of the students had finished the potion in their hands and turned their eyes to Benjamin.

This German guy, who has always been arrogant and popular with girls, has many people who want to see his jokes.

Draco took one look at it and guessed, "It must be snake blood, and he would use snake blood to ward off snakes?"

Only Professor Snape on the stage smiled a smile that was imperceptible to ordinary people.

Frank stayed at the end, and he became even more nervous after listening to Hermione and Draco, the two top students.

Could it be that Benjamin will fail miserably this time, knowing that one of Benjamin's best lessons is potions!

"Look, like Draco, he likes to behave. I thought he was any different!" Ron said to Harry.

Before Harry could speak, Frank was already upset.

"Ron, what are you talking about! He's saved you before, Halloween, troll, do you remember?" said Frank coldly.

Ron's face flushed, as he had always told people about that night. He, along with Harry, and Benjamin also had some help, using a spell to repel the trolls, and he became a hero.

Just because Benjamin doesn't count on these doesn't mean Frank does too. He had long wanted to expose the truth.

"Hmph, isn't it just a levitation charm, and if I think of it, I can do it. Ron was so confident when he said this that he even had a dream in which he, Harry, and Hermione, defeated the trolls.

"And how can you help Slytherin speak! you're a Gryffindor!" Ron said angrily. He felt that he had taken advantage of it, that Gryffindor would never be able to help Slytherin, that was a bunch of dark wizards!

"Frank, you're a Gryffindor. Even Harry said out loud.

Frank felt his head get congested, and he glanced back at Benjamin.

Benjamin didn't seem to hear the argument here, and he continued to stir calmly.

In a minute, you're done.