Professor Snape walked around the room twice and came to Joel's desk.

He had some impression of Joel, a kid who, like Eddie Camitchell just now, was a Potions idiot, and he deliberately walked past the two of them in every class and then deducted a few points from Ravenclaw.

Usually because Ravenclaw had too many points, he had to deduct points for Slytherin to win the House Cup, but now Slytherin House is at the top of the table, and his old rival Gryffindor is still crushed by them.

People are in good spirits when they are happy, and Snape is not going to be an exception today, he intends to give Ravenclaw a few more points to celebrate.

He saw Joel stabbing the bottom of the cauldron with his wand, the potion was crackling and sparkling, and the white smoke enveloped the potion in the cauldron.

The corners of Snape's mouth rose slightly, and he had already figured out how to sarcastically mock the boy as he watched Joel's flustered movements.

Joel withdrew his wand from under the cauldron at this time, fanned the wind with his left hand to blow away the white mist in front of him, and then pinched the Ariot leaves in the tray with his right hand, and circled his arm around the crucible, scattering the leaves evenly around the crucible.

The white mist cleared, and Snape saw a pot of azure potions, and the leaves of the Ariot tree floated on the surface of the water, gradually sinking downward, and the color of the potion changed from dark to light, until finally all the leaves melted, and the potion also turned light blue.

Snape raised an eyebrow in surprise, he never expected that Joel Taylor, a student who had been inactive in Potions for half a semester, would be able to successfully brew a potion of laughter.

He looked at Joel's relieved smile and felt a little clogging in his heart, but he immediately realized that his thoughts were extremely wrong.

Shouldn't I be happy that students can make progress?

Snape shook his head slightly, didn't say a word to Joel, and walked right in front of him.

Joel was basking in the euphoria of making potions, and since he had gained more powerful magic, he had found that even his magic was much better than before, and at least he could fuse potions properly.

For the first time, he felt how wonderful it was for his magic to cause the potion materials in the cauldron to merge with each other.

The smell of the potion that rose slightly upward, the fragrance of the potion that permeated the nose, the potion was really fascinating.

Potions can also be rowed.

After class, Eddie approached Joel and said with a bit of resentment, "Joel, how can you make a potion?" Something is wrong, something is wrong......"

Alan had a little joy on his face, "Joel, congratulations. ”

Joel scratched the back of his head, "It's not a big deal, it's just that my brain suddenly opened up." ”

The four of them followed the crowd up the stairs to the auditorium, where Professor Snape was a little late for class today, and the auditorium was already full.

"Fried chicken thighs...... Eddie muttered, he was very unhappy today, he and Joel were brothers and sisters in Potions class, even if he was scolded by Professor Snape and deducted a few points, he could still watch Joel seek comfort.

But he never expected Joel to be the first to betray the revolution, how could he brew a potion?

Could it be that in the future, Ravenclaw will be left alone in the first year to face Snape's cynicism?

Eddie went to the Hufflepuff table and asked his acquaintance Cedric Diggory for a large plate of fried chicken legs, stuffed one into his mouth, and then vented all his negative feelings on the chicken leg in his mouth, biting the chicken leg bone into a scalp-tinging harsh sound.

Joel and the three of them helplessly watched Eddie sit on the chair and lash at the chicken leg in front of him, looked at each other and shook their heads, Joel took a sip of the creamy pumpkin juice, and Haylis and Cho rushed over with the potions textbook.

"Joel, can you accompany me to practice the leg lock spell this afternoon, I don't understand the cane swing movement." Haylis walked up to Joel, leaned over and whispered.

"Okay, no problem." It just so happened that Joel didn't have much to do in the afternoon.

"Then at two o'clock in the afternoon, I'll be waiting for you in the common room."

Haylis showed a smile, the smile was like the warm sun of early spring, especially warm, but the long black hair on the sides of her cheeks blocked this beautiful view, and only Joel could see it.

She turned her head to look for Cho Chang, but the first thing that caught her eye was Eddie sitting next to Joel, his front teeth twisted and frantically biting a fried chicken leg, as if the chicken leg had some blood feud with him, and it was difficult to get rid of it without eating it.

Haylis was taken aback by Eddie's expression, and Cho sat in a seat not far behind Eddie, and in order to avoid Eddie, she deliberately walked around to the other side of the long table to find a seat.

A flock of owls burst into the auditorium and brought letters to the crowd.

Joel and Sergey each received one from the Weasley siblings Ron and Ginny.

The letter appealed about their recent situation, as well as Mrs. Weasley's gratitude to Joel, who had sent the Weasley siblings two magic lessons before Christmas, and Mrs. Weasley was already urging them to try to absorb the new knowledge, which in her opinion was very necessary.

Ginny was fine, Ron was very resistant to this, he was going to school in the fall, and now he wanted to stay at home every day to play, but he didn't expect Joel to give him a big gift directly, and he also attached a few words of complaint at the end of the letter.

After lunch, Joel and Sergei wrote two replies in the dormitory, and then asked Joel's owl Bobby to send them to the Burrow.

"No, when you recite the mantra Locomotor Mortis, your tone rises slightly, but you must swing your staff downward, preferably in an arc, and don't throw it straight down."

It was 2:30 p.m., and Joel and Haylis had met in the common room before heading to an abandoned classroom on the third floor of the castle, where Joel suggested his own after watching Helis's leg-locking charm twice.

"Like this?" Haylis tried.

"That's right, it's better to swing your wand a little harder." Joel found that Helis's talent for spells was quite good, and he must have been too nervous during the Christmas holidays.

"Didn't you listen carefully in class, Professor Flitwick made it very clear when he talked about spell-casting techniques." Joel was a little confused.

Haylis blushed, "I went to class with a notebook, and I didn't hear Professor Flitwick. ”

"It's not good for you to do this, you can borrow your classmates' notes after class, but if you miss the tips taught by Professor Flitwick, you won't have a second time." Joel emphasized.

"In the future, you listen carefully to Professor Flitwick's lectures, and I will lend you the notes on the board when I come back." He said with a frown.

"Oh." Haylis nodded vigorously.