Kyle didn't expect Connor's potion level to be surprisingly good.

Whether it's boiling nettle solution or grinding snake teeth, every process is methodical. He couldn't even help beside him, just sat there bored and stared at the crucible in a daze.

Compared to the scrambling little wizards around him, Kyle looks like he's on vacation.

The main thing is that there is really nothing to help, potions are not as good as other courses, and there are not many practical parts, and most of the time, they are waiting for the process of potion brewing.

It's like making soup, 10 minutes to prepare the ingredients and 2 hours to simmer.

Of course, all this is premised on the operation being fine. Otherwise, the mere step of making a standard nettle infusion can keep some people busy for half a lesson.

Like the two Slytherin freshmen on their left, they've gone to the locker seven times to get nettles so far.

This also caused Snape to look extremely ugly every time he looked at them, and he didn't know whether he was distressed about Nettles, or angry that his house had two students with IQs comparable to "trolls".

Kyle glanced to the left and saw that one of the snakes was standing up again.

Very good...... Eight times.

"Vlada, Walker, I want you to use your barren brains a little." Snape finally couldn't help it, looked at them coldly and said, "If you can't make a standard yellow-green solvent this time, I'll press your heads into the cauldron!" ”

The two Slytherin freshmen were stupefied, especially the unlucky guy who went to fetch the nettles, and he walked as if he were going to the execution ground.

Snape glared at them, flicking his robes and next to the other two young wizards.

"What are you cooking, licorice syrup? Pour it out for me and start over! ”

"The color is not yellow enough, pour it out and start over!"

"Dump!"

At this time, Snape was floating like a bat spirit in all corners of the classroom, and there were wails everywhere he went.

Listening to the sounds of "pour out and redo" around them, everyone began to become nervous, and their hand movements became more careful.

However, Kyle's side was not affected in any way, he stared closely at the crucible, and waited for the solution to gradually turn from yellow-green to pale yellow, and directly turned the flame to the minimum.

At the same time, Connor also poured the ground snake tooth powder into it as soon as possible.

This step was a success, and soon an unpleasant sweet smell wafted from the crucible.

"Perfect." Kyle nodded, turning up the heat again.

After that, there was another long wait.

Kyle looked at Connor and asked curiously, "Did you make potions before you entered school?" ”

"Nope." Connor was slightly stunned, shook her head and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Then you're gifted in Potions class." Kyle sighed, "When the average freshman first comes into contact with potions, it's a disaster, and even the cauldron can explode. ”

"How is that possible?" Connor clearly didn't believe it.

Kyle didn't explain, just reached out and motioned for her to look around.

Connor looked up suspiciously, only to realize that the Potions classroom was already in chaos.

The young wizards were running between the cauldrons and the chests, their proper clothes gone, and some of them even had smoke in their hair.

Those who don't know think they've been blown up by the Demolition Charm.

And many people were constantly floating above the crucibles with smoke of various colors, which gathered on the roof of the classroom, gradually condensed into a strange gray-brown gas, and at the same time there was an indescribable strange smell.

The smell is unique, a bit like rotten eggs, and a bit like the smell of burning wool.

Connor sniffed it for only two seconds before she felt a churn in her stomach.

Connor muttered to herself, "How is this possible, potions are so simple......"

She looked in Slytherin's direction again. The little wizards there are pure-bloods, and Professor Snape is their headmaster, so it should be fine......

Connor turned her head and saw a scene that she will never forget.

The crucible on the table next to her, exploded!

No, it should be said that the potion in the cauldron exploded.

Somehow, the liquid potion suddenly foamed and began to expand rapidly, filling the entire cauldron in the blink of an eye.

However, this is not the end of the story.

In the next second, a large amount of foam erupted from the crucible and hit the ceiling of the classroom.

The scene was spectacular.

"Vlada, Walker, you two idiots!"

Snape had the heart to kill, but out of the instinct of a professor, he didn't punish the two perpetrators in the first place, but quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it at the cauldron that was still foaming.

"Whirlwind Sweep"

"Clean up"

……

Under Snape's spell, the cauldron and foam were quickly cleaned up.

After making sure that none of the young wizards were injured, Snape angrily walked up to the two young Slytherin wizards.

Instead of cursing or deducting points, he grabbed the two by the collar and threw them out of the Potions classroom.

"Get out of here and find Filch, confinement!"

Silence returned to the classroom as Snape roared, and everyone kept their mouths shut, trying not to make a single noise.

Kyle didn't have much to do, but in order to make himself look less idle, he decided to process the materials he needed for a while.

In fact, there is no such step in Magical Potions and Potions, but Snape asks them to cut a thin hole in the side of the porcupine's thorns, and the slugs are to be steamed first.

The specific reason was not said, Ryan asked out of curiosity, but he was deducted three points, and then no one dared to say more.

Kyle took the bag of ingredients and picked out a good-looking porcupine spur, ready to start simple.

Because of the delay, Kelce cut very slowly, a porcupine thorn of less than 30 centimeters, he cut it for more than ten minutes to finish.

However, this blatant act of fishing soon caught Snape's attention.

He appeared silently next to Kyle, picked up a porcupine thorn on the table, looked at the crooked cut on it, and sneered, "I remember, I was talking about cutting a straight line, what is this, a dried Ferrobel caterpillar?"

Or do you not understand what "straight line" means? ”

Yes?

Kyle looked up blankly, looking at Snape, and then at the porcupine thorn in his hand, which had not yet been cut.

He seems to have taken this one...

Have you lost your memory?

Or did Snape deliberately take a porcupine stab from someone else in order to find a reason to scold him?

No, although Snape is indeed a little shameless in deducting points, he is not so shameless.

Besides, he doesn't have the surname Porter.

"Teach, Teach ......"

At this time, Connor next to him suddenly raised his hand tremblingly, and said in a somewhat crying voice: "I cut this." ”