Today was the day Gryffindor and Slytherin students had their first Potions class together.

At breakfast that day, a hundred or so owls screamed and flew into the hall. They hover above each table until they see their owners and throw letters and packages onto the laps of their owners.

Joe also received two letters. One letter comes from David and Anna, who ask about the new life at Hogwarts and tell Joe to take care of his health. The other is Julie's, who asks Jo to take care of Hannah and gives some advice on Joe's previous potion recipe.

Potions classes are held in a dungeon. The dungeon was much colder and eerie than the castle, and the walls around it were filled with glass bottles, which were filled with the carcasses of pickled animals. But Qiao Zhi likes this atmosphere very much, and it feels like a research room.

Like Professor Felivi, Professor Snape began his first lecture by name. Similarly, he paused at the utter of Harry's name.

Finally, the father's debt was repaid, and the killing of chickens and monkeys began.

"Ha, yes," Snape whispered, "Harry Potter." New to our school - celebrities. Draco Malfoy and his nemesis Crabbe and Goyle snickered with their hands over their mouths. Snape finished the roll call and looked at everyone solemnly. His eyes were cold and hollow, reminiscent of a deep tunnel, without a hint of warmth.

"You've come here to learn the subtleties of pharmaceuticals. Snape said. His voice was low, almost whispering, but every word was audible - like Professor McGonagall, Snape had a mysterious power that could easily silence students.

"Since there's no stupid wand swinging here, many of you don't believe it's magic. I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of pharmaceutical technology. Think about it, when you simmer the herbs in a large steam pot, the potion slowly boils, and white smoke rises...... And the fluid that flows from the veins of the human body, a fluid with incomparably subtle power...... It will simply enchant your heart and fascinate all your senses...... I can teach you how to bottle your reputation, how to brew glory, and even how to say ...... Stop the ...... of Death As long as you're not as stupid as the stupid guys I used to teach. Snape's words made the classroom quieter. Hermione Granger sat up straight next to Joe, with her ass only slightly touched by the edge of her chair, as if that would prove to Snape that she wasn't stupid.

"Potter!" Snape suddenly called Harry up, "What would happen if the powder of the daffodil bulb was added to the juice of wormwood?" Harry was at a loss, and Hermione desperately raised her hand high.

"I don't know, teacher. Harry replied in a low voice.

Snape sneered.

"Tsk, it seems that fame is nothing more than that. He completely ignored Hermione's raised hand.

"Okay, I'll ask you one more question. If I ask you to find a bezoar, where will you go to find it?" Hermione raised her hand as high as she could, as if her hand was about to leave her body and fly into the air. Harry was still dazed. Joe saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, who were trembling with laughter.

"I don't know, teacher. "Don't you ever study for class?" said Snape, coldly. He still ignored Hermione's shaking hand.

"What is the difference between the boat and the wolf?"

"I don't know. Harry whispered, "Still, I think Hermione knows. Why don't you ask her?" some of the classmates laughed. Harry glanced at Seamus, who winked at him. Snape, however, was not happy at all.

"Sit down. Snape glared at Harry, "The few questions I just asked, the combination of daffodil bulbs and wormwood makes a very powerful sleeping pill, which people call the web of death. The bezoar is a stone found in the stomach of the cow, and it is the nemesis of many poisons. And scapholoid aconitum and wolf aconitum refer to the same plant, and they are both common names for a plant called aconitum. Why don't you copy this knowledge?"

There was an immediate commotion in the dungeon, and everyone quickly took out their quill pens and parchment. Snape added, "Potter, for your rude confrontation with the teacher, I decided that Gryffindor should deduct a point for you. ”

In the next Potions class, things showed no signs of improving. Snape divided his classmates into pairs and taught them how to mix several simple herbs to treat burns. He walked up and down the dungeon in his wide black cloak to see how they weighed the dried and ground snake teeth. Almost everyone was scolded, with the exception of Malfoy and Joe. Malfoy is because he has a good godfather, and Joe is because his handling is impeccable.

Of course, he prefers Malfoy, and he tells everyone how perfectly he handled Malfoy when the acidic green mist rose from the slug horns and hissed! Neville didn't know what he was doing, he actually burned Seamus's hot pot through, and their snuggling juice flowed down the terrain, burning small holes in the shoes of his classmates. In a matter of seconds, the entire class was standing on their desks. Neville didn't have time to jump onto the table, only to lose the burnt steamer and splash the potion all over his body. His arms and legs were burned with red and swollen scabies, and Neville couldn't help but cry.

"Idiot!" Snape roared, swiping his wand clean up the spills of potion on the floor.

"Did you throw the porcupine spikes in before you lifted the pot from the fire?" Now he cries even harder.

"Take him to the infirmary. Snape commanded Seamus. He then stared at Harry and Ron, who were sitting next to Neville, and whispered, "You, Potter, why didn't you tell Neville that you can't add porcupine spikes to this potion? You think that if he does something wrong, you're in good hands, right? I'm going to deduct you one more point!" Harry opened his mouth wide and was about to retort when Joe saw Ron kick him from under their pot, suggesting that he shouldn't do anything stupid.

It is worthy of Snape, the villain's professional.