Neville hesitated for a moment.

The ink on the quill dripped on the parchment roll, and Seamus had already set up the crucible: "Hurry up and boil the water...... Slug...... What should slugs do? ”

Neville hesitated for a moment, and the detailed steps of the Slytherin next door had come to an end—

"Bring the cauldron off the fire, wait for it to not boil, and then add the porcupine thorn."

"The wand stirs three times clockwise. Finish. ”

The sound of Slytherin's writing, accompanied by a dislike for slugs, was very different from that of Gryffindor.

He looked at Lin An and remembered that the girl was sitting in the same carriage as Harry Potter on the train, and that she was still on good terms. So he plucked up his courage and stammered.

"I ...... I...... Can you lend me your pen and notes? ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously shrunk his body, with a round head and a round head, looking particularly pitiful.

Lin An smiled at him soothingly—she didn't really remember what happened in the first Potions class, only that Harry had been harassed.

Now it was just a familiar character from the show who asked for a note, and she generously handed over the notebook she had brought with her Muggle world:

"Trouble don't get dirty."

Neville stammered in thanks, took the notebook, and laid it flat on the table.

And Seamus, who was originally resisting, couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at the book: "Hey, didn't you say that Slytherin are all nobles?" Why do nobles also use our Muggle books? ”

Lin An smiled: "No, I am also from the Muggle world. ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw that Seamu's expression froze.

I saw Professor Snape standing behind him, his face dark, and his voice low:

"Gryffindor chats in class, deduct one point."

"As for you, Miss Lin An, maybe my classwork is too easy, isn't it?"

Lin An mourned in silence for the trembling Simo duo in his heart, and then took the crucible in front of him, not only avoiding Professor Snape's question, but asking unhurriedly:

"Professor, is this scabies potion only for scabies? Pimples, boils, or even swollen packets from poisonous insect bites, can it be cured? ”

It is too difficult for a person of Professor Snape's personality to please him, so it is better to start professionally.

Professor Snape was silent for a moment, and then replied, "If you read the textbook carefully, you will know that it can only cure the problem of scabies that arises spontaneously from the body—including, of course, your insignificant facial acne. ”

"Poisonous insect bites, does it have anything to do with this scabies potion?"

Lin An instantly understood.

To put it simply, although it can't be used as a cooling oil essence, this is a pair of acne artifact!

It's a pity that potions can't always be mass-produced, otherwise this potion can support an entire brand.

The water in the cauldron was no longer boiling, and together with Draco, she put the final step of the porcupine thorn inside, then stretched out her wand and stirred it clockwise three times.

The ebony wand slowly dissipated into the potion with an extraordinarily gentle and inclusive magic, and the potion turned into a strange translucent dark green, exuding an even more strange taste.

Draco reached out and poured it into the crystal bottle, and Lin An handed the bottle to Professor Snape, who had been silently watching their movements:

"Professor, today's herb Draco is more handy, I don't know if it's because I haven't practiced - after class, maybe there are any materials I need to help prepare for the next class?"

Professor Snape looked at the crystal bottle, "Good scabies potion—worth an O." Slytherin adds five points. ”

"In addition," he stared at Lin An with a serious expression, "You really need to practice more with the mentality and handling of potion materials. After class, follow me back to the office. ”

Lin An happily agreed: "I will definitely do it!" ”