The Defence Against the Dark Arts class is over, and it's definitely the least favorite class for Slytherin.

Malfoy stopped Harry and sneered, "That's nice, Potter. ”

"What do you want to say, Malfoy?" Harry looked at Malfoy warily.

Just now, the two of them were in a hurry, and they directly ignored the conditions of the silent curse, and put evil spells on each other.

Sirius stopped and was thrown a curse by Malfoy, at the cost of Slytherin being deducted 5 points.

The points John had added were gone all at once, and the hourglass of Slytherin's points became the least.

This is the first time I've seen you.

Malfoy didn't say anything, left a few sneers, and left.

...

Auditorium.

Malfoy said in a veiled voice how he had cast a tap dance curse on Harry.

John looked at his strange bowl of egg fried rice.

Daphne looked impassive, but those who knew her well knew that she was about to cut her plate.

Daphne and both of them are top students, half a catty.

Although Daphne is stronger, under the condition of silent spells, some spells cannot be released, and neither of them can help the other.

"John, you're not going to Defence Against the Dark Arts class in the future?" Daphne asked John.

John took a bite of the egg fried rice, thought for a moment and nodded, "It's not just Defence Against the Dark Arts, I'll have less time to go to the other classes." ”

Malfoy lifted his head, a little surprised by John's decision.

"So then, Slytherin needs to rely on you."

John glanced at the hourglass and chuckled, "Maintain the honor of Slytherin." ”

As soon as these words came out, Malfoy suddenly felt that the responsibility on his shoulders increased.

"Especially Draco, you just remember to deduct less." Seeing Malfoy's face collapse, John shook his head and smiled, "But don't hold back if you don't like it." ”

"After all, we're Slytherins."

John's words emboldened Malfomo.

Slytherin has never been one to be afraid of causing trouble!

Lunch is over.

There are two Potions classes in the afternoon.

Malfoy, who had been deducted points in the morning, was bound to add it back in Potions class.

...

Basement classrooms.

When Malfoy arrived, there were only a dozen people there.

This is also normal, after all, as Snape's course, no one wants to continue to be scolded after five years.

In addition to Malfoy and Daphne, Brace and Theodore were also present.

Of course, Theodore is here, and Pansy, who is in love, is indispensable.

As a top student's best friend, Pansy has a good score in Potions.

Hufflepuff's Ernie McMillan is also there, and the Broken Mouth is telling the story of how John shook Professor Blake's jaw.

"Hey, Potter." Malfoy glanced at Harry and gave him a wicked smile, "Welcome to my home turf." ”

The dean likes to deduct Gryffindor's points the most in class, which is why Malfoy is smiling so happily.

Harry's face darkened, and he longed for another 'passion' hand-to-hand fight with Malfoy.

Ron wailed in despair, "It's over, Snape wants to detain us." ”

Harry complained, "Sirius didn't do anything wrong. ”

In fact, Harry was also a little uneasy, and more angry.

What would Snape do if he deducted his points for no reason?

Will Sirius help himself out?

He felt that his godfather would be even more excessive, but that might make the school feel irresponsible and expel Sirius.

Harry, who didn't want Sirius to be expelled, was worried.

Just as Harry was worried and angry, the door to the underground classroom opened.

A big belly sticks out first, which is obviously not a figure that Snape can have.

"Professor Slughorn?" The students stared at the man in amazement.

Slughorn smiled and said, "Your Potions professor has some things, I'll substitute for him." ”

He said it tactfully.

After all, it was a bit of a shame to let people know that Snape couldn't get angry and come to class because of Sirius.

As a substitute teacher, he is not angry, on the contrary, he is quite happy.

It's not the first time that the headmaster has substituted for a teacher, and Dumbledore has substituted before.

As the former Head of Slytherin, he also taught Potions.

The long-lost re-teaching of students made him very interested.

Especially in this group of students, there is a 'collection' that he wants to have.

The students walked into the classroom in a daze.

Unlike before, it was filled with steam and all kinds of strange smells.

Slughorn's gaze swept over, looking and looking at the dozen or so students, and finally said in disbelief, "Why isn't John here?" ”

Yes, not really.

John didn't come to class at all.

Confused, he said, "I remember he chose Potions class." ”

As the biggest factor that made him 'condescend to his dignity', he didn't come to class as a result?

Maybe it was because his frustration was too obvious and the students looked at each other, or Malfoy said, "John has a lot of classes, and he has something to prepare for research." ”

"Oh, that's right," Slughorn said happily as he remembered something, no longer disappointed, "it's okay, I won't mind, Malfoy. ”

Ron whispered to Harry, "He doesn't even care about John's truancy, can we do the same?" ”

Hermione gave him a blank look, "You have to have the Merlin Medal." ”

This made Ron shut his mouth.

Harry noticed what Malfoy said, what he studied, and wondered, "What is John studying?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Hermione huff and say, "You're like this again!" Do you want to wonder what bad things John studied? ”

"I don't have ......"

Heaven and earth conscience, Harry really asked casually.

Hermione is now in a state of brainless protection against John, and when the two of them say that John is not, she will glaring at her.

The students sat down, the Slytherin people at a table, and the three little ones at the table near the golden crucible.

Slughorn's teaching was different from Snape's.

His lectures are full of interaction.

Now, for example, in addition to the golden cauldron with its alluring aroma, there are three crucibles.

Malfoy's expression, which had been unruly, showed an expression of intoxication and joy when he smelled the smell of the crucible.

"What is that, it smells of pear blossoms, and a little bit of pumpkin juice and a broomstick of fire bolts."

"Wait, the firebow broom doesn't smell like any other broom?" Blaise was a little confused.

You're afraid that people won't know you have firebow arrows, right?

Daphne also sniffed carefully, and a pine smell entered the tip of her nose, as well as a faint hint of golden star wine.

She blushed slightly as she recognized what it was.

"Alright, alright, alright."

Looking through the steam, Slughorn's figure looked fluttering.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take out the scales, the medicine bag, and, don't forget to take out your 'Advanced Potions Making' textbook."

As he spoke, Harry raised his hand.

"What's wrong, Harry?" Slughorn looked kind.

"I didn't have books, I didn't have anything, because we didn't expect to be able to go to advanced classes." He didn't really want to come, but Professor McGonagall told him to come, as a certificate in Potions was required to become an Auror.

In addition, the conditions that Snape had said to meet had changed.

Because the people who met the conditions were all things that Snape didn't want to teach, and there was one that he couldn't teach.

He was only able to adjust the conditions.

It's just that this statement may be doubtful.

"Ah, by the way, Professor McGonagall mentioned this," Slughorn remembered, not minding, "don't worry, kid, you can use the ingredients and tools in the locker first. ”

Hearing this, Harry and his brother Ron walked to a storage cabinet in the corner.

They hadn't opened it before.

After opening it, some old textbooks and tools are placed here.

One of the books was about to fall off, while the other was much better.

Glancing at Ron, it would be better for the two brothers to grab another copy at the same time.

After two and a half minutes of battling with each other, Ron pushed Harry away with an iron mountain.

Harry lost because he wasn't as tall and strong as Ron, so he had to pick up the old book.

"I'm sorry, buddy can block the spell for you, but the new book has to be mine." Ron triumphant.

Harry was so angry that he took another set of scales and some materials, and they returned to their positions.

Slughorn didn't care about such a small episode, he stood at the front of the classroom and said with a smile: "I have prepared all kinds of potions to open your eyes, of course, just out of interest. ”m.

"By the time you're done with the Advanced Class, you'll be able to make something like this."

"Okay, can anyone tell me what this one is?"

With a smile on his face, he pointed to the crucible closest to the Slytherin table, which contained a potion that looked like water.

Raise your hands together.

At the Slytherin Table and Gryffindor.

The two girls looked at each other, as if sparks were bursting out of the void.

"Calm down, Miss Greengrass, you answer." Slughorn rubbed his eyes, confirming that the spark was just his hallucination.

Daphne smirked at Hermione, who was not named, and said, "The elixir of truth, a colorless and tasteless potion, can force those who drink it to tell the truth. ”

"Good, good!" To the people he had invited on the train, Slughorn said happily, "Now who can tell me what that one is?" ”

He pointed to the second crucible and continued, "This comparison is famous......"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hands again.

Slughorn looked at Daphne and then at Hermione.

He chose Daphne again.

"It's a compound potion, and by adding hair, you can drink it to become the owner of the hair." Daphne answers questions.

"Great, great!" Slughorn was about to applaud her, pointing to the third, golden cauldron.

This time without speaking, the two hands were raised again.

Slughorn hesitated and ordered Daphne twice, always giving someone a chance.

He pointed at Hermione, who immediately replied, "It's an aphrodisiac!" ”

"Not bad at all, I don't seem to need to ask," Slughorn said with an interest in Hermione, "I think you know what it's for?" ”

"It's the most potent love potion in the world!" Hermione had been suppressed in front of her, and now she was riveting.

"You recognize it by its characteristic mother-of-pearl luster?"

"And its peculiar spiraling vapor," Hermione kept saying, "and its smell varies from person to person, depending on what they like best. ”

"I can smell strawberry-scented ice cream, brand new parchment, and ......"

Speaking of this, Hermione paused.

Slughorn was also impressed by Hermione and asked for her name.

...

Some people died, but not completely......