Joel followed the steps and put the snake's teeth in first, and when the bottom of the crucible rose to the right temperature, he put the slug's horns in it, and then threw the slugs into the pot after a while.

Next...... Tap the cauldron with your wand and infuse it with mana until the potion turns light blue, then add the dried nettles and stir until milky white.

Joel tried it, feeling the magic run down his fingertips.

The color of the potion in the cauldron turned gray, a far cry from light blue.

He turned to ask for Alan's help, only to see Professor Snape walking towards them with his hands behind his back.

Joel watched as Snape went from cauldron to cauldron to check the progress of the group, and spat out two words of criticism of the Hufflepuff students - there was a little badger who had miscounted the amount of slugs, and his potion had turned black like oil.

Snape walked over to Alan's cauldron and looked at the pot of potions, which had become milky white, and it could be said that the pot of scabies potion had been made quickly and successfully, and his pursed lips loosened slightly, but it did not give Ravenclaw any more points.

He turned his head to look at Joel's cauldron.

"What are you waiting for, sir? Did you skip a meal this morning and want to cook this potion for your breakfast? He spoke unceremoniously.

Under Snape's death gaze, Joel continued to pound the cauldron with his wand.

The potion in the cauldron didn't react anymore, and the boiling slug's horn and snake fangs fused together to form a gray paste that looked extremely ugly, unlike the cloud of mud in the cauldron of Allen at the adjacent table.

Snape's lips, which had just loosened slightly from the good behavior of Allen, pursed again, "I think you should learn from this gentleman next to you how to use a wand to control your magic, instead of wielding a stick like a stupid giant." ”

He spat out the fragrance again.

However, Snape's ridicule worked well for the ignorant little wizards, but for an old anti-stress man like Joel, who could even resist 996 blessings, it was nothing.

Snape just memorized his and Allen's names, then deducted three points from Ravenclaw House, and before he could say anything more, a gruffy Hufflepuff boy blew up his own cauldron.

Streams of green liquid splattered out and hit the clothes of the surrounding students, burning small holes one after another, causing bursts of exclamations.

"Damn! Did you add dried nettles in advance! Annoyed, Snape walked quickly to the scene of the accident and waved his wand to clean up the remaining green liquid, "Hurry up and go to the medical wing, I think your head should remember where the medical wing is, right?" ”

The troubled Hufflepuff student nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and held his forearm, where the fabric of his robe had been burned clean, and the skin of his forearm was blistered.

Another Hufflepuff student was helped out of the classroom by Professor Snape's motion.

Eddie's robes are also damaged, and a small hole in his abdomen is dissolved by the green liquid, revealing the T-shirt inside, a smiling Mickey Mouse, while he himself is crying and complaining to Alan.

Alan had finished making the potions by this time, and he poured all the potions from the cauldron into the potion bottle, quietly listening to Eddie's gushing complaints, and responding from time to time.

By the end of the lesson, most of the students had submitted their potions - Eddie's potion had a smell and had been handed in, with the exception of Joel and a few students who were so poor in potions that they didn't submit their homework.

Before leaving, Snape looked at the men as if he was going to eat them alive.

Joel knows that his talent for potions is not high, but he still plans to work hard, even if he can't become a potions master, at least he must get an O in the ultimate wizard exam.

However, there is also good news, in the space of nearly a week, the playing of cards and landlord fighting has spread rapidly, and every student at Hogwarts has heard of it to a greater or lesser extent, and everyone has seen students holding playing cards and shouting in the common room, what bombs, planes......

Sometimes I want to get two of them, and two or three people pool money to buy a deck of pokers from Eddie, and by the way, they can also get a detailed manual for fighting the landlord.

It is worth noting that Eddie, after discussing with Sergei and Joel on Friday, lowered the price of the playing cards again to 6 Sico, because there is really no technical content in making poker, and overpricing will lower shipments.

Eddie deliberately returned the remaining 4 sashes to the customers who had previously bought playing cards for 10 sinks, so as not to be dishonest.

Sergei now stays up late into the night every day, can make more than 40 decks of poker a day, and the materials used for playing cards are not particular, if only the cost of materials is calculated, a deck of playing cards only costs 3 copper nat on average, so the three of them used up all the blank paper they bought in Diagon Alley during the summer vacation (which was originally used to calculate and write the draft paper).

Students don't necessarily have to play landlord fights after they get their cards, blackjack is more acceptable to them, and even more so they play bridge and Texas Hold'em.

For a time, Hogwarts poker was in vogue, and many people abandoned Wizard Chess and Gobstone (a game of marble) in favor of playing cards.

"I found out this morning that someone had come to steal business," Eddie slammed the door shut as he walked into the dorm room with a grim face on Saturday morning, "their own playing cards have appeared in Slytherin House." ”

"It's not a big deal," Joel leaned against the bedside and flipped through the pages, "Didn't I say that before?" Playing cards are too simple to make, and there is no technical content, and a senior student can figure it out for a while. ”

"Before, we were able to sell so many cards mainly because of our quick moves, and when someone reacted, we lost all our advantages – crudely made, too slow......" Joel explained to Eddie.

"It's my problem," Sergey suddenly said, sitting in his chair and immersed himself in poker, "I forgot to make the playing cards more beautiful." ”

"It's none of your business," Joel glanced at him, "it's meant to make a quick buck, how much have we sold now?" ”

Eddie immediately said, "I sold a total of 156 decks of poker and made a total of 936 sics, Joel should take 187.2 sicles, and Sergey and I each take 374.4 sics." ”

"Sold so much?" Alan was a little surprised, he had been playing the role of a little transparent during the week he had been at the school, classrooms, auditoriums, dormitories, and at most a library, he had not gone anywhere except these places.

Not only that, but now he can't even recognize all the girls of the same level in the same college, it should be said that there are only a few people in the same dormitory who are quite familiar with him so far.

Allen, who basically does not communicate with the outside world, naturally does not know how popular poker is at Hogwarts.

"Take it when you see it," said Joel, "and the wind of the playing cards won't last long, and they'll soon get tired of it." ”

"After all, playing cards are too simple for wizards, even the old-fashioned tall stones are more interesting than the monotonous playing cards, and they only play poker on a whim now, and when they get tired of playing it, they will return to the arms of Quidditch and wizard chess."

This is the truth, Alan nodded in agreement, he was already tired of playing Zhou Dou Landlord, or wizard chess was more fun.

But if the roommates are missing, he doesn't mind having a fun fight with the landlord.

Joel has a thorough understanding of the psychology of wizards, and knows that they are just trying to be fresh for a while, if you were in the wizarding world, you would fight the landlord for 7 years?

Joke.