Magic Journey from Hogwarts

The basement classroom, where the Gryffindor and Slytherin first-years are gathering.

There is a crucible on each student's desk, and the alcohol lamp keeps heating them. The white smoke rising from the crucible adds a little peculiar smell to this slightly dark classroom filled with various specimens.

Bang!

The door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, and sunlight shone in through the door frame.

Professor Snape, dressed in a black robe, strode towards the podium, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Waving wands and chanting spells are not allowed in my class." Professor Snape said, his voice was high-pitched, and his stern face was very intimidating.

"Actually, I don't think many of you know how to appreciate the profound science and precise craftsmanship of making potions. However, for those few top students, and those who are really interested..." Speaking of this, Si Nepe looked at Aaron and Draco sitting in the front row, as if they were the few top students.

Draco gave a flattered smile, but Aaron didn't have to, because he knew very well that Snape just glanced at him before looking under the table.

"Gaius, don't bring pets to my class next time, or if your cat accidentally falls into the cauldron, it may be melted and nothing will be left."

"It won't, this guy is not generally smart." Aaron replied seriously.

"Heh! The process of making potions is quite cumbersome, and a small mistake will completely ruin a pot of priceless potions. If this result is caused by your cat, then..."

"I'll pay! Double the compensation, the professor will definitely not let you suffer." Aaron said immediately.

"What if there are casualties?"

"The Gaius family is fully responsible."

Professor Snape took a deep look at the white cat at Aaron's feet, with a little dignified look in his curious gaze, and ignored the question.

He tightened the robe on his body, and once again set his eyes on the students below, "I can teach you how to cast spells on the mind and how to trap the senses.

I'll teach you how to store fame, brew glory, and even teach you how to make an elixir of life. "

At this time, there was a 'rustling' sound behind Aaron, which was the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.

Aaron looked over subconsciously, and saw that Harry Potter was writing something, so focused that he didn't even lift his head.

He hastily winked at Hermione next to Harry, telling her to ask the classmate next to him wearing glasses not to write, this is not an important note.

Hermione was just about to push Harry's arm when Snape said, "Well, maybe some of you came to Hogwarts with supernatural abilities and enough self-confidence to think that you don't have to pay attention. Listen to my lecture."

Snape walked up to Harry Potter and looked down at him, "Mr Potter, a celebrity of our generation.

Tell me, what happens if I add daffodil root powder to absinthe stalk liquid? "

Hearing this question, Aaron was slightly stunned, turned around and glanced at Professor Snape's back, and sighed with some regret.

Harry froze for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"Don't know? Then let me ask you something else.

Mr. Potter, if I want bezoar, do you know where to find it? "

"I don't know, teacher." Harry said anxiously, his heart began to sink gradually, he didn't understand why Snape was targeting him like this, there might be answers to these questions in the book, but he wasn't like Hermione Hard to learn, not to mention his uncle's family didn't let him touch anything about magic until he started school.

He is a pure novice in the magic world, so it's strange that he can answer.

On the contrary, Hermione raised her right hand high after hearing this question, but Snape turned a blind eye.

"What's the difference between the boat-shaped aconitum and the wolfsbane aconitum?" Snape continued to ask.

Hermione raised her hand higher, eager for her to answer the question for Harry.

"I don't know, sir." Harry said weakly, with a slight grievance in his tone.

"Unfortunately." Snape said flatly, "Obviously, fame alone is not enough.

Right, Mr. Potter? "

Draco smiled deeply, and just about to turn around and mock Harry Potter, when he saw Hermione's raised right hand, his face immediately darkened.

Obviously, Hermione Granger was very clear about this question that he didn't know about.

"You need capital to ridicule people." Aaron said in a low voice, "Only if you are good enough can you stand at a high place with peace of mind."

"Well said." Snape turned around quickly, "Mr. Gaius, then please answer my question just now."

"Me?" Aaron pointed to himself speechlessly, and then pointed to Hermione who was raising her right hand, "Shouldn't it be Hermione?"

"In my class, no one can answer questions with high hands." Snape sneered, "Her doing this is just superfluous.

Then he glared at Hermione, "Now, sit down for me."

Hermione immediately put down her right hand and sat upright, but her face was full of dissatisfaction.

"You can answer my question, Mr. Gaius."

Aaron stood up slowly, "Bezoar is a stone taken from the gallbladder of a cow, which has the effect of detoxification. The boat-shaped aconitum and chamaejasma aconitum are collectively called aconitum, and they are the same plant.

As for the first question, what happens when you add daffodil root powder to absinthe stalk liquid, I... don't know, I'll leave it to Harry Potter to answer you later! "

Snape froze for a moment, and looked at Aaron with surprise, "You are really special, one point for Slytherin, sit down!"

"Thank you Professor."

"As for Gryffindor, one point was deducted for a certain student who disappointed me." Snape said mercilessly.

"Isn't that fair!" said Harry. "Didn't Aaron answer them all?"

"Very good, question the teacher's decision and deduct another point."

Harry wanted to say something more, but Hermione pulled his cuffs, so he could only lower his head helplessly.

The Potions class continued, and Snape divided the students into groups of two, but probably because Aaron brought a pet, he was in a group.

However, this is just according to his wishes. After all, if there is no reliable teammate for this kind of potion configuration that may cause an explosion if a slight mistake is made, it is more appropriate for him to do it by himself.

In this class, Snape taught the students a simple potion for treating boils. Except for Aaron and Draco, most of the students, including the Slytherin students, were criticized.

Of course, some small accidents occurred during the preparation of the potion. For example, a student did not add some raw materials in time during the preparation of the potion, which caused the potion for treating boils to become a potion for generating boils. Nep was furious.

But after being furious, he still sent the injured student to the infirmary with a cold face.

After class, all the students rushed to the auditorium, ready to have their own lunch.

Harry kept complaining on the way, "Professor Snape is really not just an ordinary nuisance."

"Indeed, it's also the first time I've seen such an annoying teacher." Hermione nodded in agreement.

"Nothing surprising.

Snape was the dean of Slytherin, and he liked to target Gryffindor whenever he had nothing to do. George and Fred were often deducted points by him.

Don't you see how partial he is to Aaron and Malfoy? "Ron said angrily.

"Um... I seem to have heard my name, what are you guys talking about?" Aaron walked over and asked, followed by his little pet.

"We're discussing the partiality of a certain professor." Ron said, looking at Aaron unhappily.

"Oh..." Aaron looked stunned, "Are you talking about Professor Snape? I think it's pretty good!"

"It's okay, it's fine if you're partial, and you're still so strict."

Hearing what Ron said, Harry nodded approvingly.

"Strictness is what it should be. Potions class is a very rigorous process, and no mistakes can be made.

As for your eccentricity... maybe!

But the dean of each college will instinctively favor the students of his own college, which should be harmless. "

"But..." Harry wanted to say something more, but Aaron cut him off.

"I know you might feel a little wronged, let me tell you the answer to Professor Snape's first question!

Powdered daffodil root mixed with absinthe stem liquid can be formulated as a powerful sleeping pill. "

"you know?"

Several people looked at Aaron unexpectedly, wondering why he didn't answer this question in class.

"Of course I know, I used to read books to pass the time when I was bored.

But this question was asked by Mr. Snape to you alone. It is a question with special meaning. It may take you a long time to answer it, Harry. "

"You know what that means, don't you?" Hermione asked. "Can you tell us?"

After pondering for a moment, Aaron shook his head, "I'm sorry, Hermione, I really can't say.

This question needs to be understood by Harry himself, but it is not so easy to accept it. "