Chapter 18 The hand of evil is ready to move

"Merlin, Adam, you are so amazing!"

After walking out of the potion class, Cologne couldn't help but exclaimed,

"Not only is he good at studying, but he also dares to respond to Professor Snape's questions - I didn't dare to move when he looked at me!"

"It's okay, I'm just very interested in potions."

After all, the Philosopher's Stone can't be chewed directly, you have to brew the elixir of life to extend your life, and some potions are really very useful.

"Although Professor Snape looks a little oppressive, he is still a good person."

As he spoke, Professor Snape walked past the group with a book, and the roommates... oh no, it was as if the whole corridor had pressed the mute button for a few seconds.

"This sense of oppression seems to be more than just 'a little' stronger..."

Cologne breathed a sigh of relief. He almost choked on the words he had just said, and then he couldn't help but say the complaint that was stuck in his throat just now:

"How do you know that Professor Snape is a good person? When I handed in the boil potion, he almost stuffed the bottle of potion into my eye socket!"

I think that's largely because the boil potion you handed in was green, while everyone else's and the books all handed in blue...

Swallowing his real thoughts, Adam changed to a more euphemistic statement:

"After all, it's potion learning. The potions you brew are for people to drink, so of course they have to be stricter. Think about it - if the professor of potions class is smiling, he will give you a high score regardless of whether the potion you brew is qualified or not, and he won't make things difficult for students in the exam - would you dare to drink the potion brewed by such a student?"

It can be compared to the exams of medical students. Among all majors, the strictest exam requirements can be said to be among the best.

"Hmm..."

Cologne thought about the horrible result and shook his head.

Apart from anything else, he didn't dare to drink the boil potion he brewed just now.

"Then he can be stricter in the assessment but teach in a gentler way at ordinary times, right?"

Bernard was also listless. Obviously, as Cologne's partner, he was also scolded by Professor Snape just now.

"After all, there are so many students. This method may be more efficient. As the youngest potion master, Professor Snape should be very busy at ordinary times, making hundreds of gold galleons every minute."

"Is brewing potions so profitable?"

Uther, who had been listening on the side, widened his eyes.

Even their family would be jealous of this terrible money-making ability.

Bernard was also stunned. He was born a Muggle, but he also went to Gringotts to exchange currency and knew how many pounds 1 Galleon was worth.

Lawyers are already a high-income group, but I didn't expect that those who brew potions would actually...

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Bernard's mind. Isn't the potion master the dentist of the wizarding world?

Oh, no.

According to Professor Snape's opening words, potion masters are the general practitioners of the wizarding world!

But even for general practitioners, this income is a bit too scary...

"Well... Adam is exaggerating about hundreds of gold galleons every minute, but think about the price of potions. If Professor Snape is really a very powerful potion master, his income should be very high."

Cologne recalled:

"I heard from customers in my store that there is a potion called Felix Felicis, which is difficult to buy even at several thousand galleons."

"Hiss——"

Uther and Bernard took a breath.

The three of them thought that Professor Snape had used such precious time to teach them, and they really shouldn't have too high expectations for Professor Snape's attitude.

Adam didn't remind them that it takes a full six months to brew Felix Felicis and the failure rate is very high. After all, strictly speaking, Professor Snape's attitude is indeed a bit problematic...

But so what, Professor Snape is already the best potion professor in the entire British wizarding world, and there is no doubt about that.

"Which book is the intelligence enhancer from?"

Eugene suddenly walked to Adam and asked.

"Advanced Potion Making"

Adam looked at him in surprise. Eugene is also interested in potions?

Speaking of which, Eugene looked very skilled when handling the potion materials just now, and he cooperated perfectly with him when boiling the potion. It seems that he really likes potions.

Eugene nodded after getting the answer, and silently fell back a few steps and returned to the back of the team.

Tired of grilled sausages, Adam picked some Provencal stew and grilled chicken legs for lunch, and ate some corn chips as snacks. The corn chips wrapped in cheese tasted quite good, but the only drawback was that the calories were a bit high. I don't know how the students of Hogwarts stay in shape with such a meal.

Is it all Quidditch?

Adam, who has never taken a flying class, has no way of knowing how much physical energy is consumed by riding a flying broom. They will have the first Transfiguration class in the afternoon.

As soon as they entered the classroom, Adam pulled Eugene to sit in the first row. After thinking about it, Cologne and others decided not to follow them, but sat in the second row behind Adam.

I wanted to sit with my roommate, but my strength did not allow it, so I decided to sit in the second row to be safe.

After sitting down, Adam looked at Professor McGonagall, the tabby cat form on the podium with his eyes shining and his hands ready to move.

Professor McGonagall, who was concentrating on playing cats, was actually scanning the students with his eyes and was slightly stunned when he noticed Adam's gaze.

Was he discovered?

In Adam's eyes, the tabby cat on the podium with its hands in its pockets stopped looking at him, its pupils became round, its ears stood up, and its tail shook unconsciously.

"Hiss——"

Adam covered his chest and lay on the desk with a happy face.

"What's wrong?"

Eugene looked at him with concern, and Adam closed his eyes and shook his head:

"No... It's okay."

He just got a disease that will kill him if he can't touch a cat...

I should have put Xiao Ke and Spi in my pocket and brought them to class together!

Thinking of this, Adam struggled to look at Professor McGonagall on the podium, considering the feasibility of saying that he didn't know the other person's true identity and then taking the opportunity to touch him.

On the podium, Professor McGonagall, who confirmed that he seemed to have been discovered, was silent for a while, and hesitated for a while on the choice of whether to change back now, and finally insisted on his teaching plan: using Animagus in the first class to arouse students' interest in the Transfiguration class.

But since she was seen, Professor McGonagall was too embarrassed to let herself go, so she pulled out her hand from her chest and sat upright on the podium.

Seeing this, Adam also realized that he seemed to have been exposed, so he had to sigh and hold back his eager hand.

As the bell rang, Professor McGonagall glanced at the number of students and saw that they were all there, and jumped down from the podium, causing the students to exclaim one after another.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Adam, and sure enough, there was no surprise in his eyes, but rather a bit of unconcealed... regret?

After thinking for a few seconds, Professor McGonagall felt that this question could not be thought about in detail, so she should just go to class.

Fortunately, in addition to being interested in cats, Adam was also interested in Transfiguration, especially after he became more and more proficient in Gump's magic. With the Transfiguration spell shaping and Gump's dessert transformation, Adam could almost reproduce the desserts in his memory in any shape.

The only pity is that Gump's magic can only transform desserts for the time being, and the magic of transforming other foods can only be tried by Adam when he has enough magical attainments.