【Ding! You have successfully used the 'Education' skill in succession, imparting some strange knowledge to the crowd, and with excellent eloquence, the effect is excellent, and the experience is +150]

There were only more than forty students in the entire first year, about ten people in each house, and there were two houses in Potions class today, with a total of more than twenty people, each of whom provided a maximum of 10 experience points, and gave Clark a total of 150 points.

In other words, almost three-quarters of the young wizards were moved by Clark's story, and half of them were from rival houses like Slytherin, and they ended up having more experience than they had gained in the Transfiguration class.

"It seems that no matter what world you are in, making up stories, especially this kind of tragic love story, is the password to wealth!"

Clark looked at the news in front of him and thought to himself.

Potions class continued, and for most of the next half of the class, Snape was instructing the students of the two houses, arranging for them to work in pairs to learn how to concoct the simplest magic potion for boils.

It is said to be the simplest magic potion, but both the ingredients and the steps seem very cumbersome.

Snape dragged his long black cloak around the classroom, as if completely oblivious to the episode, watching them call dried nettles and shatter the snake's fangs.

But almost all the students were criticized, especially Harry Potter, who was even deducted 20 points, and only Clark was spared.

However, for Clark, although he has rich theoretical knowledge, he still lacks hands-on ability.

Fortunately, he and Hermione were in a team, and the two cooperated with each other, but they also did a good job.

Clark grabbed a handful of dried nettles, looked at it, took it down a little more, just 5g, chopped it and handed it to Hermione. Then he picked out a few small fangs and gently placed them on the scale.

6.5g！ Super!

"Hmm~ The effect of the viper's tooth is to fight the poison with poison, and it doesn't matter if you weigh it again after grinding it into powder." He directly crushed the fangs with a pestle hammer, carefully knocked the viper fangs into pieces, and then ground them into powder in a clockwise direction from slow to fast.

By this time, Hermione had already lit the alcohol stove, took out a small crucible, put the dried nettle that Clark handed to herself, and the slug's tentacles in it, and then poured in five liters of water, and put it on the stove to boil.

By the time the water boiled slightly and small bubbles bubbled, Clark had already ground the viper tooth powder, weighed it again, and hurriedly took a small brush to sweep the viper tooth powder into the crucible.

One of the two handles the materials, and the other is responsible for boiling, and they don't need any verbal communication, so they cooperate smoothly and have a very tacit understanding. While the other young wizards were still adding and subtracting viper fangs to the scales, Hermione had already put the potion on the stove and boiled it.

The reaction in the cauldron was normal, the potion gradually changed from mottled brown to pale yellow, Hermione stirred three times clockwise, and the potion stopped boiling and turned into a pot of pale yellow liquid.

At this time, Clark quickly put on his insulating gloves, lifted the small crucible from the stove, and added two porcupine spines that had already been chopped up as the book requested.

The pale yellow potion began to change to a dark green color, and there was no overly violent reaction in the process, and everything seemed peaceful.

Clark stretched out his wand and controlled the mana to penetrate the potion as Hermione stirred it clockwise for the fifth turn, while chanting a spell in his mouth.

With the participation of the magic of chaos, the medicinal properties of the potion were distorted and reversed, and the dark green, which originally symbolized toxicity, became a light blue that symbolized healing and moisturizing.

At this point, Clark and Hermione became the fastest students to complete potions in this class.

Even those from wizarding families, such as Malfoy, are still grinding viper fangs.

This potion boiling method is actually not difficult, the difficulty lies in the timing of adding porcupine thorns. Porcupine spines can act as a suppression of potion reactions, buying time for the subsequent use of spells to distort the effects of the potions.

Snape looked at the pot of potion in front of them, and walked away without saying a word, instead stopping in front of Malfoy to show everyone how perfect his method of steaming tentacled slugs was.

Hermione was unhappy with his differential treatment, complaining to Clarke, "We were the first to finish it, and he ...... in such good condition."

Before she could finish her sentence, an accident happened. At his desk not far behind them, Neville somehow burned the crucible in front of him into a crooked mass of scrap metal.

The pungent smell permeated the classroom, choking people to cough incessantly, and acidic potions, which seemed dangerous at first glance, splashed everywhere, making a loud hissing sound even when they fell on the hard stone floor.

The classmates around the accident were alert to stand on the stools, but Neville was not so lucky, as the corrosive potion splashed him all over, causing his arms and legs to be covered in red and swollen boils, causing him to scream in pain.

"Idiot!" Snape roared, waving his wand and sweeping away the potion that had been spilled on the ground.

"I suppose you probably put the porcupine thorn in without opening the cauldron from the fire, did you?"

Snape was a seasoned Potions master, and he hit the nail on the head.

Clark immediately knew what was going on, in this potion, the porcupine thorn was used to suppress the reaction speed of the potion, giving the wizard time to cast the spell, but when the potion was boiled on the fire, the high temperature would exacerbate the conflict between the porcupine spine and the potion, which led to the accident.

Neville sobbed and cried, boils popping up on his nose.

"Get him to the school hospital." Snape snapped at Seamus, who was on Neville's team.

However, at this time, Clark suddenly raised his hand and said, "Professor, I think the potion I made can cure Neville's symptoms." ”

Snape turned his head to look at Clarke, the expression on his face as if he had swallowed a toad alive, but the dignity of being a Potions Master made it impossible for him to lie about potions. With his eyes, he only had to look at it to know that Clark's potion would definitely work.

And Clark was also very confident in his potion, in fact, he could see that Snape didn't want to cure Neville so quickly. Even without Clarke's potion, Snape, as a master potions, could easily concoct a potion for boils.

He just wanted Neville to suffer a little more, so that he would remember it a little longer, so that he wouldn't make the same mistake again when configuring potions in the future.

Although Clark didn't know whether Snape's behavior was well-intentioned or malicious, he just didn't approve of it.

So without Snape's permission, he scooped up a bowl of pale blue boil potion and applied it to Neville himself.

The cool potion was applied to the skin, and it didn't take effect very quickly, and the boils began to shrink and disappear at a visible rate, and the original hot pain began to fade.

But looking at Clark, who was squatting in front of him, carefully wiping the boils on his legs, Neville cried even more sadly, and said thank you vigorously, tears flowed uncontrollably.

The little wizards who were still laughing at Neville, after seeing such a sight, somehow suddenly felt a little shame in their hearts, and stopped laughing in embarrassment.

Even Snape, in a rare silence, acquiesced to Clark's assertions.

Malfoy's gang was still eating and laughing, causing the Gryffindor wizards to stare angrily.