"Leo, go ahead." Shelley's owl flapped its wings a few times and flew out the window.

The morning Potions class was held with Slytherin, and the classroom was set up underground, in a very cold environment.

The classroom was lined with long tables with equipment, and on the shelves beside them were glass bottles soaked in taxidermy, dimly lit, candles flickering with fire.

Shelley walked over to Gryffindor's side and looked at Hermione, who had twisted her head to the side.

"I'm sorry...... Shelley sat down next to Hermione, "I shouldn't have said anything like that." ”

Hermione turned her head to look at Shelley, her eyes puzzling.

"Bump!"

Professor Severus Snape suddenly pushed open the door and strode in, dressed in a black robe, with oily black hair, an eagle-hooked nose, and sallow skin.

When the roll call was called, his words seemed to have no ups and downs, accompanied by pauses from time to time, which was suffocating.

When he read Harry Potter, he paused for several seconds.

There was an oppressive atmosphere in the air, and his eyes were dark and hollow, making it impossible to see the end.

As Shelley had expected, Snape targeted Harry at every turn.

"Potter, what do I get if I add daffodil root powder to the wormwood infusion?" Snape asked suddenly, in a low tone.

Hermione raised her hand, and Shelley followed suit, as if he heard Hermione snort.

Snape ignored them completely, and sat down in front of Harry, staring at him.

Harry looked confused.

"So, change the question. If you were looking for a piece of bezoar, where would you start? ”

O_o

Hermione and Shelley continued to raise their hands.

"What is the difference between scapholoid aconitum and wolf venom aconitum?" Snape continued to ask, looking at Harry with a look of deep eyes.

——————

Painful love

It makes me miserable

How can I get rid of my pain?

I have two identities

In the dark

I, live for love

No regrets until death

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At the moment, Harry had no idea what Snape's three questions were about.

"Let me tell you, Potter, Narcissus Root Powder and Wormwood together can be combined to make a very potent sleeping pill, which is a serving of life and death water. The bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a cow and has a strong detoxifying effect. As for Aconitum scaphoida and Aconitum lupus, they are the same plant, also collectively referred to as Aconitum sinensis. Do you understand? Why don't you write it all down?"

……

"Gryffindor deducts one point!"

"Gryffindor deducts one more point!"

"Gryffindor deducts five points!"

After class, Harry and Ron are invited by Hagrid to visit him at his cabin.

Shelley, on the other hand, chased Hermione, who left after class.

"Don't follow me."

"Where are you going?"

"Library."

"What a coincidence."

……

Hermione has been hiding from Shelley for the past few days, and Thursday is due for flying lessons.

This time with Slytherin.

On Thursday morning, at breakfast, Hermione choked Harry and Ron by chanting about some flight instructions she had seen from a library book called Quidditch Origins.

Shelley listened silently.

Neville looked hungry, afraid that he might make another mistake.

The owls swarmed in, and Neville received a memory orb.

Hermione said, "I read in the book that if you forget things......"

"The smoke inside will turn red." Shelley said, and Hermione looked over.

Shelley looked Hermione in the eye, and Hermione turned her furry head a little shyly.

She was still struggling with the love letter, and Shelley was wondering if she should write a love letter to Hermione. Will she be angry when she actually receives a love letter......

"The problem is, I don't remember what I forgot?" Neville was lost in deep thought, desperately trying to figure out what he had forgotten.

Draco Malfoy passed by the Gryffindor dining table and snatched the orb of memory out of his hand.

He was a student of Slytherin, and Harry had heard that Malfoy was at odds with him.

Shelley saw Malfoy's arrogant posture, and he didn't know where he got his superiority.

At this point, Professor McGonagall noticed, "What's going on?" ”

Malfoy tossed the orb back on the table, it rolled around, and Neville grabbed it back in his hand.

"We'll see." His two juniors, Crabbe and Goyle, dutifully followed him, and hurried away.

"Leave them alone."

……

During the flying lesson, the Gryffindor and Slytherin students stood in two rows facing each other, with twenty broomsticks neatly placed in the middle, and Professor Rolanda Hooch walked among the young wizards, looking very energetic.

"Welcome to the first flying lesson! What are you waiting for, get to the left of your broomstick. ”

The little wizards stepped forward. "Come on, hurry up."

"Put your right hand right over the broom and say, up!"

“up!” The little wizards did the same, and Harry Potter was so talented that the broom flew straight into his hand.

Malfoy, who had come to provoke him before, also succeeded, and he smiled triumphantly.

However, most wizard brooms were not very obedient, most of them just spun, Ron's broom smashed in the face, and Neville's did not move.

Shelley looked at the worn-out broom in front of him, the branches scattered, and wondered how long the broom had been used.

"Try a few more times and be emotional."

“up，up，up，up！”

Hermione even pronounced the four tones of Chinese, which made Shelley feel the color of her previous life.

Are you practicing Chinese pronunciation? But this one is super cute.

Finally, it was Shelley who got the broomstick in her hand before Hermione. "How?"

"Hmph, it's just a little faster than me, and you're not the last one to pick up a broom?" Hermione put on a tsundere face again, pretending to be fierce in her eyes so that Shelley did not continue to show off.

After some time, Neville finally got his broomstick, again under the individual guidance of Professor Hodge.

"Classmates who got the broomsticks, now I want you to ride them." Professor Hodge continued, "When I blow the whistle, I want each of you to kick the ground so that your broom will fly and stop in the air for a while. ”

"Ascend a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall vertically back to the ground. Listen to my whistle - three-two-"

Neville nervously jumped to his feet, and the broom flew straight up, higher and higher.

The people on earth could see Neville's pale face, scurrying across the sky, his broom completely out of control.

No sooner had Professor Hooch drawn his wand than Neville flew towards the crowd, scattering and hiding on either side.

Now Neville is up to the sky again, and oh no, he's falling.

“Wingardium Leviosa!” Shelley drew his wand and cast a levitation charm.

Neville's descent slowed down slowly—but he fell to the ground, face down.

Professor Hooch bent down to look down at Neville, her face as pale as Neville's.

"Well done, Shelley, Gryffindor plus five points." She picked Neville up and whispered, "Okay, it's okay kid, your wrist seems to be broken." ”

"I'm going to take Neville to the infirmary next, and I want everyone to put their broomsticks in place, or you'll be expelled from school if you don't even touch the Quidditch side!"

Professor Hooch helped Neville towards the infirmary.

Malfoy grinned and held Neville's memory orb, "Did you see his face?" If he clutches this, he'll remember to land with his ass. ”