Chapter 61: Fire-breathing Smith

"Enhancers are very common auxiliary potions in the wizarding world."

Snape walked back and forth in the classroom with his hands behind his back, and said faintly, "It can be taken directly to increase the power of its own spell for a short time; Or incorporate it into potions to enhance the potions' medicinal properties. โ€

"Of course, even if it's common, not necessarily a few of you will make it successfully."

The corners of Snape's mouth hooked slightly, and he said, "I'll tell you about the precautions for mixing enhancers. I'll just say it once, it's best to write it down with your rotten pen. The first step is to extract 1 ounce of salamander blood......"

Snape's speech was fast, and Smith gritted his teeth and used the unicorn arm that he had cultivated for many years to barely record. Then he looked at the dense parchment and began to doubt life.

"Why does an enhancer require so many potions materials and so many steps?"

Smith asked Norin with a sad face, dripping the salamander blood in his hand into the steaming cauldron.

"This is already a relatively simple potion, and if it's more complicated, you'll faint at a glance."

Norlin also began to mix potions, and said casually. He had seen the brewing method of high-grade potions in the forbidden book area, not to mention anything else, he was dazzled by the steps of the elixir alone.

In comparison, potions like enhancers were no longer too difficult for him.

"Mr. McCaw, it seems that you have forgotten the rules of my class. Ravenclaw deducted 5 points. โ€

Snape's emotionless words came from behind Smith. Smith's body tensed instantly, his hands were a little uncontrollable, and he poured two more drops of pomegranate juice.

It wasn't until Snape was far away that Smith grimaced behind his back, looking unruly.

Norlin threw the last ingredient into the cauldron and stirred it twice clockwise with a silver spoon until the potion turned pink.

He stole a glance at Snape's back, made sure he wasn't looking this way, and then filled the test tube with some potions.

"It's all money...... Don't waste ......," Norlin muttered to himself in satisfaction, as he leisurely observed the situation of the people around him.

There was another miasma of black smoke in the classroom, and from time to time there was an unknown explosion. Snape frowned and covered his nose as he disposed of the waste liquid that the young wizards had failed to concoct.

Norlin looked to the Slytherin side, and things weren't much better. As it turns out, potions' talent has nothing to do with bloodline, and whether it's pure-blood or half-blood, it's a fair starting point.

Elena had already prepared the enhancer and whispered to Ruth Ryan next to her. The girl looks serious like a delicate doll.

"Smith, I'm here to help...... What are you doing? โ€

Norlin turned his head, just about to help Smith, but was startled by him.

Smith was holding a test tube that was also a pink potion, and there was still a little residual liquid in the corner of his mouth.

He wiped the corners of his mouth and whispered excitedly:

"I did it! The colors are exactly the same! This time Snape can't bother me again! โ€

"But...... You don't have to drink it, do you? โ€

Norlin hesitated, but finally couldn't help but speak. The potion he had configured, Nolin, really didn't dare to have confidence.

"He said it so amazingly, I wanted to give it a try...... Smith said with his eyes closed, and the freckles on his face seemed to be shining,

"I already feel a force boiling in my body, is this the effect of the enhancer......"

With a faint sense of foreboding in his heart, Norlin quietly moved two steps to the side.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be able to configure it, Mr. McCaw. Let me seeโ€”"

Snape, who had unconsciously walked to this place again, raised his eyebrows and looked at Smith's cauldron with interest.

Smith smirked on his flushed face and opened his mouth to say something to Snape. Snape glanced at him, his face changing dramatically, and he drew his wand with a speed that Norlin had never seen in his life.

"Poofโ€”"

"A cold snap!"

A blazing flame erupted from Smith's mouth, and the temperature was so high that Nolin around him felt a heat wave in his face.

The little wizards of Ravenclaw felt the temperature around them rise sharply, and when they looked back, they were all so frightened that their legs went limp.

Hiss โ€“

Norlin couldn't help but gasp, if Smith had been aiming at him just now, maybe he would have been sent to the school hospital for rescue.

The waves of fire sparked a little spark in Snape's robes. Just as the flames were about to hit Snape's sallow face, a cold snap welled up from Snape's wand.

When the flame collides with the cold snap, the indoor temperature drops significantly.

Smith was so frightened that everyone froze in place, and the flames in his mouth were finally extinguished by the cold snap. His face was terrified, and he panicked to explain.

"Boom-"

Another flame erupted, and Snape, who had been burned to the ground, was furious, and shouted fiercely:

"Evil Fire Evasion!"

"It's all petrified!"

"Iron Armor!"

The flames quickly dissolved as soon as they hit the first spell, and the second spell passed through the shadow of the flames and hit Smith's body directly.

Fortunately, Norlin saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly cast an iron armor spell on Smith, otherwise his small body might not be able to withstand Snape's angry blow.

Rao was like this, and the petrification spell still pierced through the iron armor protection on Smith's chest, and was petrified in place, as if it had become a statue.

Snape was also furious when he threw out the petrification charm, but fortunately Norlin made a move to block it, otherwise he would have been in big trouble.

"Idiot! Idiot! โ€

After making sure that Smith's life was not in danger, Snape glanced at the potion in Smith's crucible with a gloomy face, and cursed,

"The enhancer was actually made into a fire-breathing potion by you! How come I didn't find out that you are such a genius in the past! โ€

All the little wizards tried their best to hold back a smile after being frightened. When had I ever seen Snape like this, his face was pitch black, his black robe was burned with a hole, and his greasy hair was almost scorched.

"Petrification lifted!"

Snape flicked his wand hard, and Smith, who had regained his freedom, was unsteady on his feet and fell directly to the ground.

"Professor, I'm ......"

Smith panicked, poked out such a big basket, and knew with his ass that this matter could not be easily ended. He opened his mouth, trying to get his hair down.

Snape saw him open his mouth, and the flesh on his face jumped. He blocked Smith's words and said coldly:

"Ravenclaw deducts 50 points. Confinement, come to me with Davis. Not expelling you is the greatest mercy for you. โ€

Smith was too frightened by this cold tone to speak.

After Snape finished speaking, he snorted coldly, and turned around and left, regardless of whether the class was still over.

Norlin patted Smith on the shoulder sympathetically and comforted:

"He's right, he's lucky not to be expelled. Besides, I'm with you in confinement. โ€

Then, he stole and filled another test tube with the potion inside Smith's crucible.