"Good, no one is late." Snape calmly put the roll call back on the table.

For the young wizards, his gloomy temperament, his low voice like a whisper, made the temperature of the already cold Potions classroom drop by a few degrees.

"You've come here to learn the exact science and rigors of this potion." His coda was always long, like a snake crouching in the shadows, ready to choose someone to devour, which made the little wizards always tense their nerves.

Although his voice was only a little higher than a whisper, everyone could hear every word he said.

"Since there is no stupid waving of a wand here, many of you will not believe that it is magic. I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of the simmering cauldron with white smoke and fragrance. ”

Snape must have been in love with Potions, and as he said this, he didn't realize that his voice had become light, even dispelling the lingering gloom in him for a moment.

"You won't really understand the fluid that flows into people's veins, the thrilling, mind-shifting magic that I can teach you how to increase your prestige, brew glory, and even stop death—but one thing has to be, and that is that you are not the kind of fools and fools I often encounter."

Snape paced down the aisle and chanted, and Glitter silently recited inwardly, after all, what Harry world traveler could not be moved by the love of a sad middle-aged man.

The Potions class's confession of Potions can be said to be one of the highlights of the teaching, and his line Gretel has long memorized this line, and it can even be said that it is not too much to memorize it backwards.

Some have speculated that Snape's confession to Potions in front of Harry was not only about Potions, but also about reminiscing about his past youth.

But by now, every one of his students would have heard this confession to Potions, which was Snape's little romance as a master of Potions and a half-blood prince.

Lily is the white moonlight he didn't get, and the potions science he had been immersed in for most of his life had long since become a cinnabar mole in his heart.

While everyone was still speechless, the old bat suddenly turned its gun on Gretel.

"So, Mr. Mike Gretel." Snape stopped next to Gretel and looked directly at the child in front of him, who was valued by Dumbledore, "What do you get if you add daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion?" ”

“？？？” Gretel is confused, he is not a savior, what kind of wind is this old Slytherin snake pumping against him?

Although he had doubts in his heart, in order to be sprayed with venom by the old poisonous snake, he still stood up keenly, "Life and death water, a very effective sleeping pill, professor." ”

Snape was not surprised, and continued to ask, "If you need a piece of bezoar, how do you find it?" ”

Gretel was in his heart, of course, it was a potions store, could it be that I should cut a cow myself and find it in the bloody cow's stomach.

Of course, if he had done so, Snape wouldn't have minded slapping Ravenclaw hard in the first lesson of school.

"In the stomach of the cow, there is a strong detoxification effect."

"Very well, it seems that our Mr. Gretel has done a good job of reviewing his homework before school starts, so, ...... Aconitum scapulata" Snape's attitude softened slightly, he never minded the special treatment of geniuses, but simply hated the so-called genius defiling the temple of potions.

For assessments, Glitter has always been indifferent, and studying hard has occupied the most important part of his life plan.

Whether it was a subject he liked or disliked, he would put in a hundred and twenty percent of his efforts whenever necessary, not to mention that in the wizarding world, Potions itself had a unique status.

He just felt that there must be a reason for this kind of unwarranted targeting, and he wanted to have nothing to do with a hundred-year-old man, and now Gretel just wanted to get out of school as soon as possible, so that he could go to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Snape's questions didn't last long, and the knowledge points involved were not beyond the comprehension of the first-year wizard, so naturally all the questions Glitter was able to answer them fluently.

"That's a good answer, Mr. Gretel, Ravenclaw, plus a point." After making things difficult for so long, Snape had to temporarily agree with Dumbledore's opinion.

Gretel's performance not only temporarily conquered Snape, but also the badgers and eaglets who were in the same class, but it was clear that it was impossible for Gretel's viper to swallow his own venom.

"And what about the others, have you written down all the things I just asked with your troll-like brains?"

Snape's eyes swept sharply across the classroom, and with the rustle of quills, the whole classroom fell into an eerie silence, except for Gretel and his wide-eyed staring.

Walking up to the podium, Snape took out his wand and tapped the blackboard, "Lift your troll-like brains, you can memorize those things after class, and show me the blackboard now." ”

With the striking of the wand, a simple potion for scabies appeared on the blackboard, along with the recipe and its procedure and precautions.

"Potions is a subtle discipline that doesn't require you to shake your wand stupidly, it only requires you to strictly follow its process and operate every step carefully, and a hundredth of an ounce of error can ruin a pot of materials that you have carefully prepared.

So, there's no trick to Potions, all you have to do is learn from your failures and avoid making mistakes next time.

Every Potions Master is a victor who has risen from countless defeats, and Potions does not tolerate the slightest cleverness, especially Ravenclaw, who thinks he represents wisdom, and has the most problems in your academy in my teaching over the years.

So, I don't want you to give me some unexpected 'surprises' in the first class, just follow the steps on the blackboard, and don't have that kind of inexplicable 'inspiration'. ”

Gretel felt that Snape's gloomy demeanor was probably directed at him, after all, the old viper, there is revenge.

But, who's afraid of whom, he's not a vegetarian.

Just like the chemistry experiments in previous lives, a team of two is the best match.

Gretel's companion was Terry Bout, the first to be assigned to Ravenclaw, and his roommate.

"Hey, Mike, you're really handsome just now, you're not going to memorize all of "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Mushrooms", are you?" Terry Bout complimented as he grinded the snake's fangs.

"Terry, the teeth must be ground sufficiently, and the more fully ground the better." "You know, I'm from the Muggle world, and before school started, textbooks were the only way I could learn about the wizarding world. ”

Terry was about to continue, but Snape had already leaned in, and he had to bow his head and dispose of the potions materials in his hand.

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"Successfully craft a good scabies healing potion, Potions +1." As the potion was filled and sealed, a hint crossed Gretel's eyes.

This is the confidence that he is not afraid of Snape's difficulties, after all, he is a time-traveler who has learned from the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect.

Although his panel does not have the function of adding points, as long as it is a skill that can be recognized and recorded by the panel, in his hands, he can only learn and not record the panel, and he can fail without the panel.

Potions naturally did not exist in Potions, and he had already prepared a lot of potions for daily use before he came to Hogwarts to report, and he also left the potions in the welfare home for Lady Swan's emergency use.