Knowing that Malfoy was in class on Thursday morning, halfway through Potions class. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Malfoy swaggered into the Potions classroom underground, his right hand still wrapped in a thick bandage and hanging from it. This makes people feel like he is a big hero who has just retired from the battlefield.

"How's it going, Malfoy. Pansy Parkinson asked with a nymphomaniac face, "Does your arm still hurt badly?"

"yes. Malfoy pretended to be very brave, as if he had to die to survive.

"Sit down. Snape said lazily.

If it had been another student, it is estimated that he would have been scolded by Snape and then deducted points and confined. But no matter what mistakes Malfoy made in Snape's class, he would not be punished. Snape was the head of Slytherin, and he was usually partial to the students of his house, but was especially partial to Malfoy.

Everyone is rumored that the Malfoy family gave Snape a lot of Galleons, so Snape took care of Malfoy so much.

"Sir. "I need someone to help me cut the roots of these daisies, because my arms are .......," Malfoy shouted, raising his bandaged arm.

"Weasley, you help Malfouce. Snape said without thinking, as if it were a matter of course.

Ron's face turned red, and as he walked up to Malfoy, he lowered his voice and said, "Your arm is fine, you're pretending!"

Malfoy ignored Ron, he just looked up at Ron haughtily, and said, "Weasley, didn't you hear what the professor said? ”

Ron grabbed the knife and dragged Malfoy's daisy root in front of him, then began to slice it haphazardly. He could only listen to Snape, but that didn't mean he was going to do that well.

"Professor. Malfoy said in a deliberately greasy cavity, "Weasley cut all my daisy roots and couldn't use them. ”

Snape turned his head and walked slowly to them, he lowered his head and stared at Ron, and said, "Weasley, swap your daisy root with Malfoy's daisy root." ”

"But, ...........sir," said Ron anxiously, for it had taken him ten minutes to cut his daisy root seriously.

"Change!" Snape didn't give Ron a chance to speak, he ordered directly.

Ron could only push his own sliced and polished daisy root in front of Malfoy, and then bring Malfoy's ugly daisy root in front of him.

"And, sir, this fig of mine needs someone to help me thin the skin. Malfoy's voice was full of malice.

"Potter, you help Malfoy peel the figs. Snape gave Harry a disgusted look and said that this disgusted gaze was exclusive to Harry. No matter how much other students annoy him, he won't show such a gaze.

Because of Ron's tragic experience, Harry wisely took Malfoy's fig and peeled it by dividing it by two.

Just when the three of them fell in love with each other, something went wrong with Neville. Neville often made a mess in Potions class, arguably the worst class he had ever learned. And he was terribly scared of Professor Snape, which made things worse.

Following the steps, the final color of the potion should have been a bright and dazzling green, but Neville's potion turned orange.

"Orange, Longbottom. Snape scooped up a spoonful of the potion, and slowly poured it back into the cauldron so that everyone could see it clearly, "Tell me, orange, child, is there anything that can penetrate your elm-thick wooden head? Didn't I say enough that it only takes the spleen of a mouse? Didn't I tell you that a little leech juice is enough? What do you think I should do, Longbottom?"

Neville's face flushed as if he was about to cry.

"Maybe........ At the end of this lesson, I'll feed your toad a few drops of this potion and see what happens, hoping that it will motivate you to boil it well. Snape said coldly, and he strode away from Neville's desk.

Snape walked away, but Neville still looked terrified, and he couldn't breathe there.

In the end, it was Louis who stepped in to help him mix the potion, and although Snape saw it, he didn't say anything. Snape didn't expect Neville to be able to mix the potion independently, and even if Neville concocted a poison, he could immediately concoct the corresponding antidote. So, although it is true that he said that he would test Neville's toad after class, it does not mean that he really wants to kill Neville's pet, as a Potions master, if he can't even solve the poison concocted by a third-year student, then what kind of master is it?