Still in the traditional two-on-two, Snape checked everyone's homework, and most of them, except for a few, were sprayed with blood.

Among them, Neville's group is the most, and Moxie, who is not surprising, lights the crucible again, and the crucible is double exploded, and the unexpectedly Moxie is not there, and Neville is unfortunately hit.

It's like opening a pit with a teammate aura.

Strange to say, as long as it is a team of two, there must be accidents, and Moxie must be fine, and the frequency of such accidents and the situation of being spared every time, it is hard to imagine that he did not mean it.

As for whether it is or not, only he knows.

Snape waved his wand again to clean the countertop, and as always, he asked Dudley for a potion for Neville, who drank the potion with his eyes closed, and was very skillful in drinking it.

"Gryffindor, terrible, one point deducted."

Nesper said coldly.

Moxie didn't care about this like a nobody, someone would add it up anyway, and even winked at the Gryffindor wizards around him when Snape turned around, but Neville shrunk his neck, thinking that it was because he was sad that he had lost the score in the house, and he was even more afraid of Snape.

"Look, Weasley and Potter weren't scolded by Professor Snape."

A sharp-eyed Gryffindor noticed that Snape only stopped for a moment on Harry and Ron's group and walked away, and it was rare that he didn't squirt.

Probably because Potter did a really good job this time.

With Dudley's teachings, Harry's potions level is not the best, but he can also rank among the first year wizards.

But it was certainly not enough for Snape's standards.

So Snape likes to find Harry's stubble, even if Potter does it better than most, especially when working in pairs, Harry brings a drag oil bottle Ron, and the probability of being sprayed is greatly increased.

But at most, everyone thought it was a little strange and didn't pay much attention to it.

Today is a two-class Potions class, the first class is to boil potions in pairs, and the second class is an individual unit.

The potions boiled this time were a little more difficult than the ones in the previous lesson.

But Snape's standards didn't drop at all.

Snape picked up Ron's potion and looked at it, and faintly spat out the word 'good', without adding points, just silently putting it back.

"That Weasley wasn't scolded by Professor Snape again!"

It's like the Gryffindors have discovered a new continent.

It was good to say that it was a team of two, and it could be explained by staining the Potter light. But now it's a single person, and the difficulty is even greater than last time, and there are only a handful of people in the entire classroom who haven't been sprayed by Snape, and Slytherin has a large area.

Gryffindor except for Ron, only Hermione and Harry were not scolded.

Hermione said that after all, she hadn't been scolded since school started. Harry... Harry was automatically ignored by them.

But just a Weasley is not scolded, why?

If Ron's previous Potions class grades were good, then everyone can understand that Ron's Potions class grades belong to the middle and lower stages.

"You see the equipment on Weasley's desk is different from ours."

The sharp-eyed wizards had already spotted the crux of the problem and pointed at Ron's desk and screamed, for which Snape deducted Gryffindor points again for disrupting the order of the class.

The young wizards saw that there were a lot of unknown instruments on Ron's desk, which were obviously not commonly used in Potions class.

"Harry, too..."

(Harry's popularity in Gryffindor is not low, many people affectionately call him by his first name, and he has a good temper, and he doesn't mind this)

Another blind monk discovered Huadian.

"Granger's side too!"

"Wait... Look, Malfoy has that too! ”

Even if the points were deducted, it couldn't stop the curiosity of the little wizards, and they all whispered about Soso's discussion in private, and even the Slytherin side whispered about it.

No one likes to be squirted, even if it's their dean.

Snape tends to favor Slytherin a lot of the time, but when it comes to potions, sorry, if you don't do well, you're going to get sprayed.

Goyle and Crabbe are typical examples, and almost every class is heavily criticized.

But it can't be helped, they did really badly. It was obviously a boiling antidote, but the decoction in their crucibles was like poison.

So as soon as this matter was brought up, it attracted the attention of all the little wizards.

New potions equipment?

Who gave it to them?

Two questions hung over everyone's minds, but because it was Snape's class, no matter how curious they were, they didn't dare to run over to ask.

I can only bury this question in the bottom of my heart and ask it after class.

"Dursley, yes..."

Snape walked up to Dudley and skilfully picked up the potion he had boiled.

The glass bottle shines through the sunlight and allows you to see the crystal clear liquid inside.

'Perfect! ’

Snape nodded, tucking the potion into his pocket.

"Slytherin plus a point."

Then he walked away.

The two lessons allowed Ron to shine in the limelight, and he enjoyed the envious glances of the young wizards.

Awesome, excellent.

He had never felt so relaxed and enjoyable in Potions class.

Even Snape's gloomy face didn't seem so annoying.

It was all thanks to the instruments Harry had given him, thanks to the Mr. Dursley.

The moment Snape finished his homework and announced the end of class and walked out of the classroom, the young wizards around him immediately gathered around.

Undoubtedly, of the people who used those instruments, Ron was the best one to ask for results.

Only on the Gryffindor side, of course, and the Slytherin side surrounded Malfoy.

Ron was a little flattered to be held by such stars, and suddenly felt that today was his lucky day.

After repeated earnest questioning from the little wizards, he cleared his throat and said slowly in an increasingly proud tone, "You know, my potion level is worse than many of you here... Seriously, I'm not good at potions, I thought I was going to fail potions for the rest of my life... To this day, after I used these things... It's amazing..."

A bunch of balabala nonsense, he didn't get to the point until the little wizards couldn't help it.

"It's a generational product given to me by Harry's cousin, Mr. Dursley."

"It's a great way to raise potions, and you've seen the results, which is great. Even Professor Snape said yes. ”

That pompous tone, Harry silently stepped on him in his heart, which was more blunt than the shopping pitch on the TV.

But the little wizards didn't see it.

On the other side, Malfoy said the same thing to the Slytherins around him.