Of course, Potions is a discipline of talent after all, and even if there are complete steps, even if Ravenclaw, the son of wisdom, and Hufflepuff, who is full of herbs, cannot guarantee that he can perfectly complete the first configuration of potions.

Despite Snape's aggressive eyes and occasional spit on his venomous tongue, half of the class failed to make a full potion.

However, according to Gretel, much of the reason for the failure can be traced back to Snape, whose sometimes gloomy words of compassion have cast a tonnable psychological shadow on the young wizards today.

Fortunately, although half of them failed, there were no accidents like the lion cubs, at least, no one was admitted to the infirmary.

"It seems that Mr. Gretel is pleased with his results?"

As soon as the old bat picked up his potion and shook it at the light, uncorked the bottle and sniffed it, and then the corners of his mouth turned down, Gretel knew that Snape was going to find fault.

"The grinding of the fangs is not delicate enough, the porcupine sting is added five seconds late, and the treatment effect of this bottle of scabies treatment potion has dropped by at least twenty percent, if your treatment is more delicate and the speed of operation is faster, then it is me, and I have to praise you, but obviously, you are just barely qualified."

Glitter rolled her eyes, and said to herself, "Please go and scare the cute little Potter, don't pay attention to me, I'm not a savior, and I'm not your old lover's child, you really don't need to spend so much time on me." ”

"Professor, I'm sorry, I did the grinding of the fangs, and it has nothing to do with Mike." Terry beside him didn't know what to think, and suddenly became uneven.

Terry spoke so fast that Gretel didn't even have time to stop him.

Sure enough, in Gretel's finished eyes, Snape sneered, "So, Mr. Terry Bout, do you think my assessment is wrong?" ”

In order to avoid more serious consequences caused by Terry's continued bravery, Glitter decisively admitted his mistake, "No, Professor, you are right, I will pay attention to it next time." ”

But it was clear that Snape, who had finally found an opportunity, would not give up the opportunity to spray venom, "Well, Mr. Gretel, since you think I am right, out of the sake of friendship, I guess you will not mind coming to my office every Monday night for Mr. Terrebut to confine it down." ”

Without waiting for Gretel to reply, Snape walked to the podium with his large cloak that he had almost dragged to the ground, leaving only one sentence, "Terrebut confronts Professor, Ravenclaw deducts five points." ”

"Gretel, I'm sorry I caused you to be locked up, and besides, the score is ......" Terry apologized to Gretel with a red face.

Gretel comforted while cleaning up the desk: "It's okay, besides, there is a professor on the side who can ask for advice at any time, isn't it a rare good thing for us Ravenclaw?" ”

Glitter winked at Terry as he spoke, comforting his anxious roommate, "Scores, just earn them slowly." ”

Looking at Snape's back, Glitter calculated in his heart that Snape's attitude was definitely related to Dumbledore, if it weren't for Old Deng's explanation, who would make it so difficult for a young wizard to meet for the first time.

After all, he is not the son of an old lover and rival, Harry Potter, who is known as the savior.

As Snape announced the end of class, all the young wizards rolled up their textbooks and cauldrons as if they were running away, and hurriedly left the Potions classroom, fearing that they would be ravaged to death by the old viper.

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Restaurant.

Gretel poked the steak in front of him with a pair, and the eaglets and badgers on the side exchanged their first lessons at Hogwarts.

It's not so much an exchange as a mutual spit out against the old viper.

"I've heard Ryan say before school starts that you should never offend an old Slytherin bat," gulping obviously can't stop a little badger from passing on gossip, "Who is Ryan, Ryan is my brother, he's the third oldest in our family, graduated last year, he's a Hufflepuff like me, and Professor Snape teaches Potions class." ”

"Yes, yes, I also heard from my neighbor's sister who has graduated, according to her, Professor Snape was fine when he first entered the school ten years ago, but it didn't take a month or two for him to become what he is now, and they guessed that he must have been bitten by a bat monster, just like if he was bitten by a werewolf, he would become a wolf, and if he was bitten by a bat monster, he would become a bat."

Listening to these outrageous gossips of the little wizards, Glitter couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, he had to count schools to make up supernatural stories, like in his previous life, he heard many stories that schools used to be mass graves.

People are just dead old lovers, depressed, let you choreograph a few more years, I'm afraid it's going to be rumored that Snape is a batmonster deformation.

However, today I went to the eighth floor and only saw a sign where the principal was not there, which is really a bit strange.

Ravenclaw only had one section on the history of magic on Monday afternoon, with the Slytherin snakes.

As rumored, Professor Binns's class was indeed hypnotic, and even the most studious eaglets had many who couldn't persevere, and there were not a few who ended up falling asleep in Merlin's dreamland.

Only then a quill with a few strokes on the notebook could show the master's struggle.

There are not a few people left in the entire classroom who are as energetic as Gretel, and there are a few who are obviously taking notes from other courses, secretly being the king of papers behind their backs.

Professor Binns didn't care, just gave a step-by-step introduction to the history of the wizarding world.

Unlike others, Glitter really finds the history of magic interesting, just like in his previous life, he always likes to read all kinds of history books, whether it is the official history, the wild history, or even the history of the countryside and the family, he can see it with relish.

He likes to learn from the history that has been written, or simply to imagine and feel the things of that era.

Ravenclaw classes on Mondays consist only of Potions class in the morning and History of Magic in the afternoon.

After the lesson, the little wizard suddenly relaxed, and many of them made an appointment to explore the secret passages in the castle.

This is something that every house student enjoys, and it is said that Hogwarts has countless secret passages, each with its own unique name.

This kind of adventure game, even in the seventh grade, there are still many seniors who are happy to explore, and no one in the four major colleges is an exception.

However, Gretel didn't have that chance, as he had to go to Snape's office to be confined after dinner.

In response to this situation, Terry apologized to Gretel countless times, and finally after Gretel seriously said that it really didn't matter, Terry put down Mustard and accompanied the other students to the castle exploration game.

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"Professor, I'm coming to confinement."

Before Gretel's voice fell, the office door opened.

I don't know if Slytherin likes the dark, and like the Slytherin common room, Snape's office is located underground.

Because it is located underground, in order to let in light, the wall of the office is inlaid with several bronze lamp stands, because of the age, the surface of the lamp stand is covered with a thick layer of patina.

Along the walls were a circle of potions cabinets, in which were glass tubes soaked in various potions, and in the flickering lights, the animal organs in some jars seemed to be still stretching their limbs, which looked extremely eerie.

In other words, it is more like the altar of the evil wizard described in some of the novels of Chikai than the office.

Snape sat at a small desk writing and drawing, and glanced up at Gretel halfway through, "Go and get the potions from the cabinet on the left, when you can make a scabies cure that satisfies me, and when you can go back to rest." ”

Glitter couldn't cry or laugh, and he was going to open a small stove for him for a long time, and he thought it was something, which made him worry in vain all afternoon.