Chapter 41: Professor Snape, the Vengeful One

"Respect, of course I know what respect is." Carl immediately retorted, "Respect itself is based on an equal relationship."

"I will always respect you Professor. Your knowledge of Potions and your character are worthy of my respect."

"But that's why I have to persuade you to change. I can't let you go down the wrong path and go all the way to the end."

"Even if you don't understand."

Carl spoke so sincerely that Professor Snape's eyes twitched and he almost had high blood pressure.

The other students secretly gave Carl a thumbs up and admired his courage.

At the same time, he also blames Professor Snape. Isn't that a bit ungrateful?

I felt the atmosphere in the classroom and was inexplicably confused by this little bastard.

Professor Snape did not bother with the other party any more. He knew that he was an introvert and not good at speaking.

If this guy argues, he will be the only one who suffers in the end.

So he skipped Carl, walked over to the other students, and began his opening remarks.

"You are here to learn the precision and rigorous craft of potion making. There is no silly waving of wands here."

"So many of you may not believe that this is magic."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned 360 degrees on the spot and scanned the entire audience with a sinister look.

"I don't expect you to truly appreciate the beauty of a simmering pot with white smoke and fragrant aromas."

"You will never truly understand the wonderful power of the liquid flowing into people's veins to make them feel confused and bewildered."

"But I will teach you how to increase your reputation, brew honor, and even prevent death."

The entire opening speech was very infectious, and many people were already fascinated and looked expectant.

Carl even took the lead in applauding to express his recognition of this excellent speech.

He believed that this level of speaking ability was second only to the legendary Grindelwald in the wizarding world.

But it’s normal. After all, Professor Snape used English and the other party used German.

German is recognized worldwide as the most suitable language for public speaking.

As for where he stands in the magical world, he can only apologize, because he believes that his stage should not be this small magical world.

It's a speech to the entire planet, to billions of people.

After the opening, Professor Snape turned around again and suddenly looked at Carl and spoke.

"Mr. Hohenzollern?"

Carl was stunned for a moment, but soon stood up and looked at Professor Snape dimly.

Didn't you ignore me? You still hold a grudge. You are such a mean guy. You will cry later.

"If we want to make herbicides, what else do we need besides lionfish spine powder and flobberworm slime?"

"Hocklapp juice, Professor."

"How many methods are there to make the rejuvenating agent?"

"There are three methods: extraction, boiling, and grinding into powder."

"So if I needed a bezoar, where would you look for it?"

“In the cow’s stomach, but now there are many artificially cultivated products.”

"What are the steps for treating porcupine quills in scabies potion?"

"Cut it into three-centimeter lengths, and make a slit diagonally every one centimeter."

After asking four questions in a row, Professor Snape finally stopped and looked at the other party dimly.

"It seems that compared with Mr. Potter, you are more worthy of the title."

The other students were just dumbfounded. They understood every word of the conversation between the two people.

But when they are put together, not a single word makes sense.

"Why are you looking at me? Is what you just said written on my face? Write it down quickly."

Professor Snape suddenly exploded, and the students immediately began to take notes in a panic.

Carl seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Professor Snape's face turned back.

His eyes were fixed on him, and his lips moved slightly.

"sit down!"

Oh my, why don’t you give me face? Karl was a little angry, but his body was very honest.

"Okay, you."

After being playful for a moment, she immediately sat back in her seat.

He knew that this guy was just holding a grudge and deliberately trying to mess with him, so he made some preparations in advance.

Although it was called preparation, it was actually very simple. It was just a quick flip through of most of the potion books that could be found.

With the help of the memory palace, he memorized it by rote, so in theory, Carl is now invincible.

But as soon as he sat down, Carl suddenly thought of something, stood up again, and looked at Professor Snape dimly.

"Professor, I answered all your questions. Did you forget something? Shouldn't this give us extra points?"

"I don't really care about the grades, but I happened to hear some bad rumors about you among my classmates."

"For example, extreme favoritism towards Slytherin, or something else. If this matter cannot be handled impartially, I am afraid it will damage the professor's reputation."

Seeing that Carl was about to continue talking nonsensically, Snape's face became extremely ugly.

He said angrily, shaking his hands.

"Hufflepuff gets 10 points, but because of your behavior just now, you were disrespectful to the professor and disrupted class discipline, so Hufflepuff will be deducted 20 points."

Damn, Carl was completely dumbfounded. How could this operation be impossible? Confusion was written all over his face.

Professor Snape was very satisfied when he saw this expression. He returned to the podium with light steps and waved his right hand gently.

The process of making the potion for treating scabies appeared on the blackboard.

Then he spoke in the only softening tone he had had since the beginning of the class.

"The materials are in the closet. Work in pairs. If I find anyone wasting materials, I'll make him eat the extra materials."

These words, even though the tone was improved, made all the young wizards shudder.

Carl was still standing in his position, and Professor Snape was looking at him proudly.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, would you like me to ask you to sit down?"

These words made Carl's anger reach its peak. He stared at Professor Snape with a resentful look without any hesitation.

Very good man, you have successfully caught my attention, and you will definitely regret it later.

But Professor Snape didn't care about any of that. He was just like his nickname.

He transformed into a giant bat, wandering around the classroom, and suddenly appeared behind a classmate like a ghost.

Then, watching the other party's frantic operation, he gave the professor a "loving criticism" in his cold tone.

"Ms. Bones, is there something wrong with your eyes? You can't even see a word as big as a venomous snake tusk, what are you doing with the boar tusk?"

"And you, Mr. Carter, why are you smiling so happily? What do you mean by being ground into powder?"

"Or has the powder in your brain been the same size as the peas in your house since you were a child?"

Professor Snape was spraying venom indiscriminately and continuously deducting points from the two major colleges, making all the students in the classroom tremble with fear.

Hannah, who was in the same group with Carl, was timid to begin with, and was so frightened by this scene that she started trembling all over.

He used so much force in his hands that he almost broke the material into pieces. This scene was seen by Professor Snape.

The other party immediately appeared behind the two of them like a ghost.

"The action is not standard, Hufflepuff will be deducted 5 points."

This time, Carl really couldn't stand it anymore. He turned around and stared at Professor Snape.

"Can you please go away? Your face is scary now. It will be annoying."