Chapter 334 A Small Accident in Potions Class
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Rui Chen 3499
Dumbledore is also a graduate of Gryffindor, so of course he understands what these little lions are thinking.
Seeing the apologetic smiles of a group of students, he couldn't help but feel a little funny, so he didn't intend to continue teasing them, and told the truth directly.
"According to the feedback from the teachers, you seem to be a little too enthusiastic. Tonight's night tour is a good example."
"So... I installed a special shutter door. If the credits do not exceed thirty, you cannot enter it."
Fred's eyes lit up, "Only thirty credits?"
Dumbledore nodded and said, "Yes, it takes thirty credits to go in every time."
Fred's eyes instantly changed from morning sun to sunset, and he even let out a long sigh, resembling Professor McGonagall's sad look.
Dumbledore reminded: "It's okay, credits can be earned slowly! If you can get an A (Acceptable) for each homework, you will get five points, and the accumulation of less makes more!"
"That's true!" The Weasley twins clenched their fists at the same time, "It seems that George (Fred) and I can't continue to compare who just passed, this time we have to work hard!"
Dumbledore laughed with satisfaction, and the students' reaction was exactly as Connor predicted. They would not be frustrated by the credit limit at all, but would be more motivated to fight.
At the same time, he also wiped away the sweat in his heart. If the students can behave like this, Professor McGonagall will be able to relax for a few days.
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A new day has come.
Some students are still discussing the magic arcade, arguing that the combination of magic and martial arts moves can have stronger power.
However, more students are still busy with studying, and even discussing with each other to optimize the length and content of homework.
Professor McGonagall was the happiest one to see the changes in the students. In the transformation magic class, the animals used for demonstration were colorful macaws.
Even the subject of history of magic, which is used to make up for sleep, the students listened attentively, trying to cram more details into their homework.
Each teacher sets a set of criteria against which to evaluate the work of the students.
Due to the particularity of the history of magic, there are standard answers, so as long as the length and word count are sufficient, you can definitely get an excellent homework evaluation.
It was precisely because of this [-]-point evaluation that the students suddenly felt that Professor Binns's pearly white complexion was actually kind of cute.
Of course, some families were happy and some were sad, and Professor McGonagall was happy, so Snape was not very happy.
He also developed a set of credit standards under which even Gryffindor students can get excellent evaluations in his classes.
When he returned to the office and saw the well-rated homework of the Gryffindor students, he really wanted to wave his magic wand and change all these grades to T (Troll), which represented extremely poor.
It's a pity that it can't be changed.
Especially in Potions class, the Gryffindor students noticed the change in Snape's mood.
That already cold face was now as solid as ice.
When making eye contact with Snape, there is a feeling of falling into an ice cellar.
Looking at Snape's expression, Harry tilted his head and said softly, "Ron! You said he has a stinky face, is it because he has a grudge against Sirius?"
"There is a grudge between them?" Ron glanced at Snape who was patrolling the classroom, and said in a low voice, "Snape should have a grudge against everyone in the school... Oh! Except for Slytherin House."
"I'm not talking about that kind of enmity!" Harry pressed the medicine a little harder, "I think they knew each other before, the kind of acquaintance they've known for a long time."
"Sirius always told me to keep me away from Snape, saying that he is very dangerous. I don't know why Principal Dumbledore trusts him so much."
Ron took the concoction handed by Harry, "Could it be because Headmaster Dumbledore let Snape teach in the school, but Sirius has been wronged for more than ten years, so Sirius has complaints?"
Just as he picked up the test tube and dripped the medicine into the cauldron, a deep and cold voice sounded, "Mr. Weasley, are you interested in applying for the Auror exam in the future? You actually started reasoning?"
Snape's voice made Ron tremble in fright, and he threw a whole test tube into the cauldron.
"Ow!"
Not only Ron was taken aback, but even Harry was taken aback. The stone in his hand fell to the ground and hit his toe, which made him cry out in pain.
The potion in the crucible boiled, and it became agitated instantly like a volcanic eruption.
boom!
The potion overflowed the cauldron in a blink of an eye and kept gushing upwards. Before Harry could react, a hot liquid hit Harry's face.
Harry felt that everything around him slowed down, and the steaming potion was already approaching his face, as if it was about to hit his eyes in the next second.
"Harry..."
"Harry!"
The voices of Hermione and Ron echoed in his ears, and he tried to reach out to block them.
At this moment, a black shadow appeared, accompanied by a low and gloomy mantra: "Protego Totalum!"
A silver-white transparent magic energy field appeared, resisting the scalding potion.
Snape continued to wave his wand, and the magical energy field began to shrink, engulfing all the potions in it.
The students couldn't help admiring. Although many students didn't want to admit it, Snape's level of magic was indeed beyond their reach.
It was Harry, who was the person involved, who was a little surprised, why did Snape come to save him?
Especially with Snape's previous attitude towards himself, it is completely impossible to do such a behavior.
"Slimming potion, if the formula is wrong, once it touches a certain part of the body, that part will wither directly, even a healer who is proficient in healing cannot heal it."
Snape's voice was still low and cold, and his eyes were also full of contempt.
However, Harry became even more curious, why did Snape add this sentence?
Especially in that contemptuous gaze, why are there some more strange emotions mixed in?
"It's a pity that you wear glasses. If you have glasses to protect you, you can still be cured. It's just that I need to prepare the antidote. I don't want to take the trouble."
Harry slapped himself on the forehead, and Snape was indeed the same Snape he remembered.
Snape walked away, but Ron muttered, "Something's wrong! Snape's attack power has dropped a bit today!"
Seeing the apologetic smiles of a group of students, he couldn't help but feel a little funny, so he didn't intend to continue teasing them, and told the truth directly.
"According to the feedback from the teachers, you seem to be a little too enthusiastic. Tonight's night tour is a good example."
"So... I installed a special shutter door. If the credits do not exceed thirty, you cannot enter it."
Fred's eyes lit up, "Only thirty credits?"
Dumbledore nodded and said, "Yes, it takes thirty credits to go in every time."
Fred's eyes instantly changed from morning sun to sunset, and he even let out a long sigh, resembling Professor McGonagall's sad look.
Dumbledore reminded: "It's okay, credits can be earned slowly! If you can get an A (Acceptable) for each homework, you will get five points, and the accumulation of less makes more!"
"That's true!" The Weasley twins clenched their fists at the same time, "It seems that George (Fred) and I can't continue to compare who just passed, this time we have to work hard!"
Dumbledore laughed with satisfaction, and the students' reaction was exactly as Connor predicted. They would not be frustrated by the credit limit at all, but would be more motivated to fight.
At the same time, he also wiped away the sweat in his heart. If the students can behave like this, Professor McGonagall will be able to relax for a few days.
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A new day has come.
Some students are still discussing the magic arcade, arguing that the combination of magic and martial arts moves can have stronger power.
However, more students are still busy with studying, and even discussing with each other to optimize the length and content of homework.
Professor McGonagall was the happiest one to see the changes in the students. In the transformation magic class, the animals used for demonstration were colorful macaws.
Even the subject of history of magic, which is used to make up for sleep, the students listened attentively, trying to cram more details into their homework.
Each teacher sets a set of criteria against which to evaluate the work of the students.
Due to the particularity of the history of magic, there are standard answers, so as long as the length and word count are sufficient, you can definitely get an excellent homework evaluation.
It was precisely because of this [-]-point evaluation that the students suddenly felt that Professor Binns's pearly white complexion was actually kind of cute.
Of course, some families were happy and some were sad, and Professor McGonagall was happy, so Snape was not very happy.
He also developed a set of credit standards under which even Gryffindor students can get excellent evaluations in his classes.
When he returned to the office and saw the well-rated homework of the Gryffindor students, he really wanted to wave his magic wand and change all these grades to T (Troll), which represented extremely poor.
It's a pity that it can't be changed.
Especially in Potions class, the Gryffindor students noticed the change in Snape's mood.
That already cold face was now as solid as ice.
When making eye contact with Snape, there is a feeling of falling into an ice cellar.
Looking at Snape's expression, Harry tilted his head and said softly, "Ron! You said he has a stinky face, is it because he has a grudge against Sirius?"
"There is a grudge between them?" Ron glanced at Snape who was patrolling the classroom, and said in a low voice, "Snape should have a grudge against everyone in the school... Oh! Except for Slytherin House."
"I'm not talking about that kind of enmity!" Harry pressed the medicine a little harder, "I think they knew each other before, the kind of acquaintance they've known for a long time."
"Sirius always told me to keep me away from Snape, saying that he is very dangerous. I don't know why Principal Dumbledore trusts him so much."
Ron took the concoction handed by Harry, "Could it be because Headmaster Dumbledore let Snape teach in the school, but Sirius has been wronged for more than ten years, so Sirius has complaints?"
Just as he picked up the test tube and dripped the medicine into the cauldron, a deep and cold voice sounded, "Mr. Weasley, are you interested in applying for the Auror exam in the future? You actually started reasoning?"
Snape's voice made Ron tremble in fright, and he threw a whole test tube into the cauldron.
"Ow!"
Not only Ron was taken aback, but even Harry was taken aback. The stone in his hand fell to the ground and hit his toe, which made him cry out in pain.
The potion in the crucible boiled, and it became agitated instantly like a volcanic eruption.
boom!
The potion overflowed the cauldron in a blink of an eye and kept gushing upwards. Before Harry could react, a hot liquid hit Harry's face.
Harry felt that everything around him slowed down, and the steaming potion was already approaching his face, as if it was about to hit his eyes in the next second.
"Harry..."
"Harry!"
The voices of Hermione and Ron echoed in his ears, and he tried to reach out to block them.
At this moment, a black shadow appeared, accompanied by a low and gloomy mantra: "Protego Totalum!"
A silver-white transparent magic energy field appeared, resisting the scalding potion.
Snape continued to wave his wand, and the magical energy field began to shrink, engulfing all the potions in it.
The students couldn't help admiring. Although many students didn't want to admit it, Snape's level of magic was indeed beyond their reach.
It was Harry, who was the person involved, who was a little surprised, why did Snape come to save him?
Especially with Snape's previous attitude towards himself, it is completely impossible to do such a behavior.
"Slimming potion, if the formula is wrong, once it touches a certain part of the body, that part will wither directly, even a healer who is proficient in healing cannot heal it."
Snape's voice was still low and cold, and his eyes were also full of contempt.
However, Harry became even more curious, why did Snape add this sentence?
Especially in that contemptuous gaze, why are there some more strange emotions mixed in?
"It's a pity that you wear glasses. If you have glasses to protect you, you can still be cured. It's just that I need to prepare the antidote. I don't want to take the trouble."
Harry slapped himself on the forehead, and Snape was indeed the same Snape he remembered.
Snape walked away, but Ron muttered, "Something's wrong! Snape's attack power has dropped a bit today!"
