"Potter, where did you get this from? I don't think it's written in the book. ”

The tense look on Snape's face eased slightly.

At least not exactly like that stupidity. ’

"Dudley told me." Harry replied very honestly.

Snape nodded thoughtfully, and his gaze rarely took his eyes off Harry and landed on Dally.

"So, Dursley, is there anything you'd like to add to what Potter said? Please answer the first two questions. ”

"Together, narcissus root powder and wormwood can be formulated into a very potent sleeping pill, which is a serving of life and death water. The bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a cow and has a strong detoxifying effect. ”

These questions are pediatric for Dudley.

"Good, Slytherin plus two points."

Snape seemed in a good mood.

Hermione almost jumped up, obviously she raised her hand for a long time and didn't see Snape ask her to answer, and directly gave Dudley two points for nothing.

Well, now the gap is even bigger.

"In pairs, in the first class, I learned something very simple, concocting a scabies treatment potion."

To be honest, the scabies treatment potion is not simple at all, it belongs to a potion with a certain degree of difficulty in the first-grade textbook, of course, this difficulty is for the average little wizard, according to the content of the book, the first lesson should only be a brief introduction to the subject of potions.

But Snape apparently didn't think so, and he didn't want to teach his students just theory.

Hands-on learning is the best way to learn.

After a brief demonstration on stage, he shuttled back and forth in various groups of two to instruct the young wizards to operate from time to time, watching them weigh dried nettles, smash snakes' fangs, and point out mistakes.

In all fairness, Snape was a very responsible teacher, he always pinpointed the mistakes of the young wizards, and if he could follow the steps he instructed, he would always be able to make potions without any problems.

"You're a simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs, and the goblins next door are much smarter than you."

"How many times have I told you to put porcupine thorns first, do you have dung stones in your head like a troll?"

"If I were you, I'd dig a hole in the ground and bury my head so that others wouldn't know he's empty."

The premise is that you can put up with his 'venom', especially if he instructs you to repeat it a second time, Snape's yin and yang monsters are simply a set of people, the height of the scolding is an eye-opener for Dudley, many little wizards have sprayed him directly, almost all the students have been criticized, and only a few have survived.

Hermione was one of them.

Hermione's talent for potions was quite formidable, and in Dudley's words, Hermione was the second best potion wizard he had ever seen, although he had never seen a few young wizards boiling potions before.

But that doesn't deny Hermione's level, which was only half a beat slower than Dudley to complete the production.

Snape glanced at the potion Hermione had made, neither praised nor belittled, said a faint 'qualified', and walked away.

That made Hermione angry, and she was counting on extra points.

The fact that Snape didn't spray showed that Hermione was doing well, but it wasn't good enough.

To get praise from Potions Master Snape, it's not enough to simply complete the potion crafting.

Snape then approached Dudley, picked up the potion that had been made on the table, and looked at it carefully.

"Scabies Treatment Potion (Perfect)."

This was the first time Dudley had made a potion of perfect quality, or a potion of unfamiliarity. On the one hand, the potion was relatively easy for Dudley, and on the other hand, it was thanks to Snape's teachings. The experience of the Potions Master can be very beneficial even if you only learn a little bit.

Of course, there is also the credit of the Data Magic Eye, Dudley who opened the Data Magic Eye is like opening a plug-in, and the accuracy of the heat is almost grasped to the extreme.

Makes the potion a perfectly transparent color.

Snape looked at the potion in the bottle and pondered, how many years had he not seen such a perfect potion.

The last time we saw it was from Lily, it was done with him and Lily.

It was the only happy memory in Snape's life.

She had expected Lily's child to be able to make it, but she didn't expect it to be someone else... Although it is also related to Lily.

Sister Lily's child... Penny's child...

Snape knew Penny, who was once neighbors with the Evans family, who was Penny and Lily's last name before they got married.

Rubbing the crystal vial in his hand, Snape's heart was a little complicated, and there was a slight ripple in his empty and godless gaze.

In a trance, he seemed to see that Gryffindor's little girl, named Granger, was secretly baring her teeth at Penny's child. And Penny's child secretly pinched the other party's cheek.

Looking at them, time seemed to go back to twenty years ago, and this moment was just as it was then, the little witch and the little witch, himself and Lily.

It's just that... There's no going back.

If either Dudley or Hermione had an emerald green eyeball, it would have been a lore for Snape, except that Dudley had inherited Penny's teal eyes, while Hermione had been pure brown.

Snape took the potion made by Dudley and stayed there for three minutes.

The little wizards were very curious, could it be that the potion made by Dursley was so good that even the professor was reluctant to put it down?

Or is it so bad that the professor is thinking about how to scold him?

If there were older Slytherin House people, then they would have thought their dean unexpectedly strange today.

He didn't scold Gryffindor for three minutes.

An explosion broke the silence in the classroom, followed by puffs of acidic green smoke, accompanied by a pungent smell and sizzling sound.

It's Seamus, this guy doesn't know what was added to the cauldron, which caused an explosion in the process of boiling the potion, the entire crucible was burned and deformed, countless strong corrosive liquids were scattered everywhere, many little wizards' clothes and shoes were burned out of holes, and the worst thing was Neville, who was sprayed all over, and his body was red and swollen scabies, and he screamed in pain, and Seamus this guy ran away when he saw that it was not good.

"Are you a brainless goblin?" Snape came to his senses at this point, put away the potion silently, and swept away the potion that had been spilled on the ground with a flick of his wand, while roaring angrily at Moxi.

"Not only did I join the porcupine spurs in advance, but I didn't pay attention to the temperature of the flames... How many times have I said this question today? I'd love to pry open your brain and see if it's full of dung. ”

"And you, Potter. Why not remind him? For this, Gryffindor deducts one point. ”

"You're the worst I've ever had."

Just at this time, the lesson of Potions class ended.

"Today's assignment is to write a paper on scabies treatment potion four inches, and I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer in the next class."

Snape didn't forget to give his homework in the end, and then paused.

"Dursley stays for a moment, and the others can go."