Chapter 433 Snape on Strike
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The Defense Against the Dark Arts class is over, which is definitely the class that Slytherin least likes.
Malfoy stopped Harry and sneered, "That's great, Potter."
"What are you trying to say, Malfoy?" Harry looked at Malfoy warily.
Just now, the two of them were in a hurry, and they cast evil spells on each other regardless of the condition of the silent spell.
Sirius stopped him, and Malfoy threw a curse at the cost of Slytherin being deducted 5 points.
The points added by John disappeared in an instant, and Slytherin's point hourglass became the least.
This is the first time I've seen you.
Malfoy didn't say anything, left a few sneers, and left.
...
hall.
Malfoy said vividly how he cast a tap dancing jinx on Harry.
John looked at his strange bowl of fried rice with eggs.
Daphne looked calm, but everyone who knew her knew that she was about to cut the dinner plate open.
Daphne and Daphne are both academic masters, and they are equally divided.
Although Daphne is stronger, some spells cannot be released under the condition of silent spells, and neither of them can do anything to the other.
"John, are you not going to Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Daphne asked John.
John took a bite of fried rice with eggs, thought for a while and nodded, "Not only Defense Against the Dark Arts, I will spend less time going to other courses."
Malfoy looked up, a little surprised at John's decision.
"So next, Slytherin depends on you."
John glanced at the points hourglass, chuckled and said, "Maintain Slytherin's honor."
As soon as these words came out, Malfoy suddenly felt that the responsibility on his shoulders increased.
"Especially Draco, just remember to buckle less." Seeing Malfoy's face collapsed, John shook his head and laughed, "But don't hold back if you don't like it."
"After all, we are Slytherins."
John's words gave Malfoy a lot of confidence.
Slytherins were never one to be afraid of causing trouble!
Lunch is over.
There are two Potions lessons in the afternoon.
Malfoy, who was suffocated by the deduction of points in the morning, is bound to add it back in Potions class.
...
The underground classroom.
There were only a dozen or so of them when Malfoy arrived.
This is also normal, after all, as Snape's course, no one is willing to continue to come and be scolded after being scolded for five years.
Besides Malfoy and Daphne, Blaise and Theodore were also there.
Of course, with Theodore here, Pansy, who is in love, is indispensable.
As the best friend of Xueba, Pan Xi has a good grade in Potions.
Hufflepuff's Ernie MacMillan is there too, the slob telling the story of how John surprised Professor Black's jaw.
"Hey, Potter." Malfoy fixed his eyes on Harry who was coming, and gave him a nasty smile, "Welcome to my home court."
My dean likes to deduct points from Gryffindor in class, so Malfoy is smiling so happily.
Harry's face darkened, wishing he could have another 'passionate' hand-to-hand fight with Malfoy.
Ron wailed even more desperately: "It's over, Snape can't wait to detain us all."
Harry said dissatisfied: "Sirius did nothing wrong."
In fact, Harry was also a little uneasy, more angry.
What would he do if Snape deducted his points for no reason?
Will Sirius vent his anger on himself?
He felt that his godfather would definitely deduct more excessively, but that might make the school feel irresponsible and expel Sirius.
Harry, who didn't want Sirius to be fired, was worried.
Just when Harry was worried and angry, the door of the dungeon opened.
A big belly protruded first, which was obviously not the figure Snape could have.
"Professor Slughorn?" The students stared blankly at the man.
Slughorn said with a smile: "Your Potions professor has something to do, and I'll take his place."
He was very euphemistic.
After all, it was a bit embarrassing for people to know that Snape was too angry to come to class because of Sirius.
As a substitute teacher, he was not angry, on the contrary he was quite happy.
It is not the first time that the headmaster has been acting as a substitute. Dumbledore has also acted as a substitute before.
As the former head of Slytherin, he also taught potions.
He is very interested in re-teaching students after a long absence.
Especially if there is a 'collection' in this group of students that he wishes to have.
The students walked into the classroom in a daze.
What was different from the past was that it was filled with steam and filled with all kinds of weird smells.
Slughorn glanced over, looked and looked among a dozen students, and finally said in disbelief, "Why isn't John here?"
Yes, not there.
John didn't come to class at all.
Confused, he said, "I remember he chose Potions."
As the biggest factor that made him 'declare', he didn't come to class?
Maybe it was because his loss was too obvious, the students looked at each other in blank dismay, or Malfoy said: "John chooses a lot of courses, and he still needs to prepare some things for research."
"Oh, that's it," Slughorn said happily, remembering something, without feeling lost, "it's okay, I won't mind, Malfoy."
Ron whispered to Harry, "He doesn't even care that John is absent from class, can we do the same?"
Hermione gave him a blank look, "The premise is that you have the Medal of Merlin."
This made Ron shut up.
Harry noticed what Malfoy said, what he was studying, and wondered, "What is John studying?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Hermione say angrily: "You do it again! Do you want to suspect that John is researching something bad?"
"I do not have……"
Conscience, Harry really asked casually.
Hermione is now in a state of no-brain protection for John. If two people say that John is wrong, she will glare at her.
The students took their seats, the Slytherins sat at the same table, and the three little ones sat at the table near the golden cauldron.
Slughorn taught differently than Snape.
His lectures are full of interaction.
For example, now, in addition to the golden crucible that exudes an alluring aroma, there are three crucibles.
Malfoy's originally rebellious expression showed an expression of intoxication and joy after smelling the smell in the cauldron.
"What is that? It smells like pear blossoms, with a hint of pumpkin juice and a Firebolt broom."
"Wait, the Firebolt broom smells different from other brooms?" Blaise was a little confused.
You are afraid that others will not know that you have the Firebolt, right?
Daphne also sniffed it carefully, a pine wood smell entered the tip of her nose, and there was a faint smell of golden stars wine.
She blushed slightly as she recognized what it was.
"Okay, okay, okay."
Looking through the hot steam, Slughorn's figure seemed to be erratic.
"Students, please take out the scales, medicine bags, and don't forget to take out your "Advanced Potion Making" textbook."
As he spoke, Harry raised his hand.
"What's the matter, Harry?" Slughorn said kindly.
"I don't have any books, nothing, because we didn't expect to be able to take advanced classes." He didn't really want to come, but Professor McGonagall made him have to come, because the condition for becoming an Auror requires a Potions certificate.
In addition, the conditions that Snape said before have been changed.
Because of those who met the conditions, Snape didn't want to teach them all, and there was one he couldn't teach.
He can only lower the conditions.
It's just that this statement may be questionable.
"Ah, by the way, Professor McGonagall mentioned this," Slughorn remembered, not minding, "Don't worry, kid, you can use the raw materials and tools in the storage cabinet first."
Hearing this, Harry and his brother-in-law Ron walked to a storage cabinet in the corner.
They have never opened this cabinet before.
After opening, some old textbooks and tools are placed here.
One of the books had a tattered cover that was about to fall off, but the other was much better.
Looking at Ron, it would be better for the two brothers to grab the other one at the same time.
After two and a half minutes of fighting each other, Ron pushed Harry away with an iron mountain.
Harry lost because he was not as tall and strong as Ron, so he had to pick up the old book.
"I'm sorry, my buddy can block the curse for you, but the new book must be mine." Ron said triumphantly.
Harry gritted his teeth with anger, took another set of scales and some materials, and they returned to their positions.
Slughorn didn't care about such a small episode. He stood in front of the classroom and said with a smile: "I have prepared various potions to open your eyes. Of course, it's just out of interest."
"After you finish the improvement class, you should be able to make something like this."
"Well, can anyone tell me what this one is?"
With a smile on his face, he pointed to the cauldron closest to the Slytherin table, which contained a potion that looked like clear water.
Raised both hands in unison.
At the Slytherin table and at the Gryffindor side respectively.
The two girls looked at each other, as if sparks burst out from the void.
"Calm down, Miss Greengrass, you answer." Slughorn rubbed his eyes to confirm that the spark was only his hallucination.
Daphne glanced proudly at Hermione, who was not named, and said, "Veritaserum, a colorless and odorless potion, can force people who drink it to tell the truth."
"Very well, very well!" said Slughorn cheerfully to the people he had invited on the train, "now who can tell me what that one is?"
Pointing to the second crucible, he continued: "This is more famous..."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hands again.
Slughorn looked from Daphne to Hermione.
He chose Daphne again.
"It's a compound potion. By adding hair, it can transform into the hair owner after drinking it." Daphne answered the question.
"Great, great!" Slughorn was about to applaud her, pointing to the third, golden cauldron.
This time without speaking, both hands were raised again.
Slughorn hesitated, and ordered Daphne twice, always giving others a chance.
He pointed at Hermione, who immediately replied, "It's a love potion!"
"Exactly, it doesn't seem like there's any need to ask," said Slughorn, interested in Hermione. "I'm sure you know what it's for?"
"It's the most effective love potion in the world!" Hermione was suppressed before, but now she was full of energy.
"You recognize it by its characteristic mother-of-pearl sheen?"
"And its characteristic spiral of steam," Hermione continued, "and its smell varies from person to person, according to what each person likes best."
"I can smell strawberry ice cream, new parchment, and..."
Speaking of which, Hermione paused.
Slughorn was also impressed by Hermione and asked her name.
...
Malfoy stopped Harry and sneered, "That's great, Potter."
"What are you trying to say, Malfoy?" Harry looked at Malfoy warily.
Just now, the two of them were in a hurry, and they cast evil spells on each other regardless of the condition of the silent spell.
Sirius stopped him, and Malfoy threw a curse at the cost of Slytherin being deducted 5 points.
The points added by John disappeared in an instant, and Slytherin's point hourglass became the least.
This is the first time I've seen you.
Malfoy didn't say anything, left a few sneers, and left.
...
hall.
Malfoy said vividly how he cast a tap dancing jinx on Harry.
John looked at his strange bowl of fried rice with eggs.
Daphne looked calm, but everyone who knew her knew that she was about to cut the dinner plate open.
Daphne and Daphne are both academic masters, and they are equally divided.
Although Daphne is stronger, some spells cannot be released under the condition of silent spells, and neither of them can do anything to the other.
"John, are you not going to Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Daphne asked John.
John took a bite of fried rice with eggs, thought for a while and nodded, "Not only Defense Against the Dark Arts, I will spend less time going to other courses."
Malfoy looked up, a little surprised at John's decision.
"So next, Slytherin depends on you."
John glanced at the points hourglass, chuckled and said, "Maintain Slytherin's honor."
As soon as these words came out, Malfoy suddenly felt that the responsibility on his shoulders increased.
"Especially Draco, just remember to buckle less." Seeing Malfoy's face collapsed, John shook his head and laughed, "But don't hold back if you don't like it."
"After all, we are Slytherins."
John's words gave Malfoy a lot of confidence.
Slytherins were never one to be afraid of causing trouble!
Lunch is over.
There are two Potions lessons in the afternoon.
Malfoy, who was suffocated by the deduction of points in the morning, is bound to add it back in Potions class.
...
The underground classroom.
There were only a dozen or so of them when Malfoy arrived.
This is also normal, after all, as Snape's course, no one is willing to continue to come and be scolded after being scolded for five years.
Besides Malfoy and Daphne, Blaise and Theodore were also there.
Of course, with Theodore here, Pansy, who is in love, is indispensable.
As the best friend of Xueba, Pan Xi has a good grade in Potions.
Hufflepuff's Ernie MacMillan is there too, the slob telling the story of how John surprised Professor Black's jaw.
"Hey, Potter." Malfoy fixed his eyes on Harry who was coming, and gave him a nasty smile, "Welcome to my home court."
My dean likes to deduct points from Gryffindor in class, so Malfoy is smiling so happily.
Harry's face darkened, wishing he could have another 'passionate' hand-to-hand fight with Malfoy.
Ron wailed even more desperately: "It's over, Snape can't wait to detain us all."
Harry said dissatisfied: "Sirius did nothing wrong."
In fact, Harry was also a little uneasy, more angry.
What would he do if Snape deducted his points for no reason?
Will Sirius vent his anger on himself?
He felt that his godfather would definitely deduct more excessively, but that might make the school feel irresponsible and expel Sirius.
Harry, who didn't want Sirius to be fired, was worried.
Just when Harry was worried and angry, the door of the dungeon opened.
A big belly protruded first, which was obviously not the figure Snape could have.
"Professor Slughorn?" The students stared blankly at the man.
Slughorn said with a smile: "Your Potions professor has something to do, and I'll take his place."
He was very euphemistic.
After all, it was a bit embarrassing for people to know that Snape was too angry to come to class because of Sirius.
As a substitute teacher, he was not angry, on the contrary he was quite happy.
It is not the first time that the headmaster has been acting as a substitute. Dumbledore has also acted as a substitute before.
As the former head of Slytherin, he also taught potions.
He is very interested in re-teaching students after a long absence.
Especially if there is a 'collection' in this group of students that he wishes to have.
The students walked into the classroom in a daze.
What was different from the past was that it was filled with steam and filled with all kinds of weird smells.
Slughorn glanced over, looked and looked among a dozen students, and finally said in disbelief, "Why isn't John here?"
Yes, not there.
John didn't come to class at all.
Confused, he said, "I remember he chose Potions."
As the biggest factor that made him 'declare', he didn't come to class?
Maybe it was because his loss was too obvious, the students looked at each other in blank dismay, or Malfoy said: "John chooses a lot of courses, and he still needs to prepare some things for research."
"Oh, that's it," Slughorn said happily, remembering something, without feeling lost, "it's okay, I won't mind, Malfoy."
Ron whispered to Harry, "He doesn't even care that John is absent from class, can we do the same?"
Hermione gave him a blank look, "The premise is that you have the Medal of Merlin."
This made Ron shut up.
Harry noticed what Malfoy said, what he was studying, and wondered, "What is John studying?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Hermione say angrily: "You do it again! Do you want to suspect that John is researching something bad?"
"I do not have……"
Conscience, Harry really asked casually.
Hermione is now in a state of no-brain protection for John. If two people say that John is wrong, she will glare at her.
The students took their seats, the Slytherins sat at the same table, and the three little ones sat at the table near the golden cauldron.
Slughorn taught differently than Snape.
His lectures are full of interaction.
For example, now, in addition to the golden crucible that exudes an alluring aroma, there are three crucibles.
Malfoy's originally rebellious expression showed an expression of intoxication and joy after smelling the smell in the cauldron.
"What is that? It smells like pear blossoms, with a hint of pumpkin juice and a Firebolt broom."
"Wait, the Firebolt broom smells different from other brooms?" Blaise was a little confused.
You are afraid that others will not know that you have the Firebolt, right?
Daphne also sniffed it carefully, a pine wood smell entered the tip of her nose, and there was a faint smell of golden stars wine.
She blushed slightly as she recognized what it was.
"Okay, okay, okay."
Looking through the hot steam, Slughorn's figure seemed to be erratic.
"Students, please take out the scales, medicine bags, and don't forget to take out your "Advanced Potion Making" textbook."
As he spoke, Harry raised his hand.
"What's the matter, Harry?" Slughorn said kindly.
"I don't have any books, nothing, because we didn't expect to be able to take advanced classes." He didn't really want to come, but Professor McGonagall made him have to come, because the condition for becoming an Auror requires a Potions certificate.
In addition, the conditions that Snape said before have been changed.
Because of those who met the conditions, Snape didn't want to teach them all, and there was one he couldn't teach.
He can only lower the conditions.
It's just that this statement may be questionable.
"Ah, by the way, Professor McGonagall mentioned this," Slughorn remembered, not minding, "Don't worry, kid, you can use the raw materials and tools in the storage cabinet first."
Hearing this, Harry and his brother-in-law Ron walked to a storage cabinet in the corner.
They have never opened this cabinet before.
After opening, some old textbooks and tools are placed here.
One of the books had a tattered cover that was about to fall off, but the other was much better.
Looking at Ron, it would be better for the two brothers to grab the other one at the same time.
After two and a half minutes of fighting each other, Ron pushed Harry away with an iron mountain.
Harry lost because he was not as tall and strong as Ron, so he had to pick up the old book.
"I'm sorry, my buddy can block the curse for you, but the new book must be mine." Ron said triumphantly.
Harry gritted his teeth with anger, took another set of scales and some materials, and they returned to their positions.
Slughorn didn't care about such a small episode. He stood in front of the classroom and said with a smile: "I have prepared various potions to open your eyes. Of course, it's just out of interest."
"After you finish the improvement class, you should be able to make something like this."
"Well, can anyone tell me what this one is?"
With a smile on his face, he pointed to the cauldron closest to the Slytherin table, which contained a potion that looked like clear water.
Raised both hands in unison.
At the Slytherin table and at the Gryffindor side respectively.
The two girls looked at each other, as if sparks burst out from the void.
"Calm down, Miss Greengrass, you answer." Slughorn rubbed his eyes to confirm that the spark was only his hallucination.
Daphne glanced proudly at Hermione, who was not named, and said, "Veritaserum, a colorless and odorless potion, can force people who drink it to tell the truth."
"Very well, very well!" said Slughorn cheerfully to the people he had invited on the train, "now who can tell me what that one is?"
Pointing to the second crucible, he continued: "This is more famous..."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hands again.
Slughorn looked from Daphne to Hermione.
He chose Daphne again.
"It's a compound potion. By adding hair, it can transform into the hair owner after drinking it." Daphne answered the question.
"Great, great!" Slughorn was about to applaud her, pointing to the third, golden cauldron.
This time without speaking, both hands were raised again.
Slughorn hesitated, and ordered Daphne twice, always giving others a chance.
He pointed at Hermione, who immediately replied, "It's a love potion!"
"Exactly, it doesn't seem like there's any need to ask," said Slughorn, interested in Hermione. "I'm sure you know what it's for?"
"It's the most effective love potion in the world!" Hermione was suppressed before, but now she was full of energy.
"You recognize it by its characteristic mother-of-pearl sheen?"
"And its characteristic spiral of steam," Hermione continued, "and its smell varies from person to person, according to what each person likes best."
"I can smell strawberry ice cream, new parchment, and..."
Speaking of which, Hermione paused.
Slughorn was also impressed by Hermione and asked her name.
...
