Chapter 1636: ? Potions class

After playing late in Hogsmeade Village, Hermione had almost completely overcome the impact of the tragic death of the trolls. Maybe it was really due to the butter beer. After drinking the fluffy bubbles in her mouth, she made her The whole person is much more relaxed.

But early the next morning, she got up from her bed on time, put the cat aside and let it go to sleep, she had to prepare to wash and go to class.

Yes, Ravenclaw can provide a very relaxed environment, but Hermione feels that she can do better than the other Kitty Hawks. At least she thinks that a lot of things are learned from professors, more than self-study from books. accurate.

Books are summarized experiences, but they can also be deceiving, this is what my professor told her.

This is true. Hermione doesn’t have much leisure time these days, and she basically spends it on reading. She has seen that many books contain the mistakes of the wizard author himself. Some people even divide the garden goblin from the groundhog. It is a kind of creature.

There are still dense texts behind the door panels of the common room. Many people still come up with various excuses to ask for leave. However, Hermione just looked at it and pushed out the door because after last night, she vaguely felt that she might be different from others. Up.

She has to do better than others, and then she will be a dragon slayer in the winter vacation after Christmas.

After killing the monster, everyone, including the principal, was very happy. They were taken to the village to play with an exception last night. Is this also a reward?

Now think about it, killing monsters can become a hero and get rewards. There is nothing wrong with it. That's it.

The two classes in the morning were both classes she didn’t like very much. Potions class and flying broomstick class. Professor Snape and his own professor acted in the opposite direction, that is, he was very familiar with the Slytherin and Gryffindor courses. Sincerely, the class that Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff took together was relatively plain.

But he still hated it, because as a professor, he also gave Hermione a nickname, Miss Know-it-all, to mock her for raising her hands too often to answer questions, as if showing off.

But with that said, the points that should be added to Hermione are not at all, so she is now a little confused about what Professor Snape is.

The potions classroom in the basement is not big. There are more than twenty crucibles in total. Freshmen in the first grade dare not escape Snape's class, but until now, Hermione is actually not familiar with the people in her school.

Ravenclaw enrolled four or five people this year? Hermione always felt like she had forgotten something, but when Hannah grinned and got together with her again, the two girls whispered again while they were not in class.

I heard that Professor Wilson took Hermione to the magic village to play on Halloween night. Hannah also showed admiration and pursed her small mouth: "Well, I really want to go too. Why does Professor Wilson only teach you automatic magic wands? And driving, and only take you out to play? Is this the special treatment of genius?"

Although she is envious, she is not jealous, just joking about it.

Hermione took out the pocket of her robe and stuffed some of the candy she bought last night into Hannah's pocket: "We will go to play together until the winter break after Christmas. I remembered where the store is yesterday. "

Hannah lowered her head, her blond hair looked a little dim: "Sorry, I have to go home for Christmas. My mother is not in good health. She is still waiting for me at home."

"Okay, what about Susan?" Hermione was disappointed and asked another friend.

"Neither can I. Aunt told me to go home." Susan and the other little badger were on the potions stand behind them, and they answered.

Hermione nodded, so do you still want to apply for detention? The winter vacation starts after Christmas, including the whole month of January. Is it really OK not to go home?

"Should the professor of physical education arrange homework for you?" Hannah grabbed Hermione's hand, and gave her some of the stuffed candy: "I was next to the hourglass in the auditorium during dinner this morning. I also saw it. The magic board says that you killed a hill-like monster last night and saved a Gryffindor classmate?"

"That's the gun... the credit of the automatic wand, I actually didn't do anything."

Hermione almost missed her mouth. No wonder many people looked at her strangely during breakfast. Even the seniors pointed at her, making her think she had words on her face and she didn’t eat any food. it is good.

Hannah took Hermione’s arm and rubbed it affectionately: "Then your courage is also amazing. I heard that Gryffindor was almost scared to death at the time, but you could fight back. I Surely not, I will vomit when I smell the monster."

"Yes, there used to be a tea bag made from the hair of a giant monster for a weight-loss drug. You can vomit and diarrhea for several days with just one sip." The slightly fat Susan also inserted a sentence from behind, and it looked like it was finished. There was a chill like a cold.

Hermione wanted to say something, but then a cloud of dark clouds floated from the corridor, and Snapra walked in like a wind with a face.

She found that his leg seemed a little lame, but it was obviously fine when he separated last night.

But now is not the time to think about this. Snape has a low pressure, and the students in the classroom are silent as he scans.

With a fluff of cloak, he walked among the students, his chin lifted high:

"Now in class, I will teach you how to configure life and death water. I mentioned its ingredients at the beginning of school. Then, if anyone uses the wrong ingredients today, they will leave my classroom directly. After all, fools are not worthy of learning potions."

Hannah became nervous again. She was particularly afraid of Snape, like some kind of natural enemy. In addition, her grades in the history of magic were not good, and she would fall asleep as soon as she listened to Professor Ghost's class.

But Hermione didn't have time to comfort her, because amid Snape's roar, everyone had to go to the preparation room next door to get the right materials.

She took Hannah and walked quickly towards the other door. There was a smaller laboratory room, and the cabinets around the walls were filled with various materials.

The students needed to identify the three to be used today from these thousands of materials. Fortunately, Snape said fiercely, but did not come to stop the children from discussing it.

So soon everyone got what they should take, but Hermione stopped suddenly, frowned and looked at a jar on the cabinet. There were only a few yellow particles in it, like someone eating cheese. Under the dregs.

"Shall we go back? The roots of the narcissus need to be dealt with quickly~www.NovelMTL.com~ Hannah took her hand, a little anxious.

As Hermione followed her back, she whispered: "It's not right, the stock of Motra Mouse's tumors is all used up. There was a full jar when I saw it last week."

It is a big pot, the amount that can't be used up even if it is wasted in high grades.

"Huh? What does that mean? Why do you care about mouse tumors, I only know that if we don't do it quickly, Professor Snape will kick us out."

Hannah panicked, her voice sounded like she was about to cry.

Hearing her say this, Hermione looked up at the professor speechlessly. In fact, Snape didn't look at them at all, and didn't even care if anyone came back. He just stood on the podium with his eyes blank. Looking at the dark corridor as if in a daze.

Hermione didn't say anything, Hannah still didn't understand, and she could only discuss this matter with Professor Wilson, so let's finish this class first.

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