days at Hogwarts

Chapter 37 Sad Potions Lesson

Potions class.

Snape's calm tone was a little hypnotic, but no student dared to fall asleep in Professor Snape's class.

Today's teaching content is the nature of bezoar and its application. Hermione buried her head and wrote densely in her notebook, trying to put all the knowledge points in the notebook.

Loren has basically mastered the content of this part. Within 5 minutes of the class, Loren's mind was no longer in the class. He recalled the conversation with Flamel last night.

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"What is the redemption of a desperate soul!" Loren gritted his teeth looking at the figure floating in the air.

The riddle man is the most annoying thing. Before Nicole finished his riddle, he ran away, but now Flamel can't escape.

Flamel spread his hands, looking helpless, "I'm sorry Loren, Niko didn't give me this memory, you have to explore by yourself..."

Back in potions class, Loren was talking to himself.

It should be someone who can save desperate souls, who can be saved?

Who died during the battle with the Death Eaters later?It shouldn't be that simple.

Ollivander?Snape?Nothing like it.

It's impossible to redeem Voldemort, his little arms and legs, facing Voldemort, he doesn't know who is desperate.

Hermione looked at Loren next to him. He put his hands under the table, his eyes were empty, and he stared blankly in front of him. He didn't listen to the class.

As a good deskmate, of course, she must promptly persuade her classmates to study hard. She just wanted to talk, but she felt a little embarrassed when she thought of something.

"Could it be because of what happened last night? I blame myself for being too curious about the manuscripts of those wizards, and I took Loren to chat too late."

The little witch was adding drama to herself, and Snape on the stage also saw that Loren was obviously distracted.

Snape stopped lecturing and walked behind Loren with a straight face.

The classroom fell silent, and all eyes turned to Loren.

Hermione wanted to stretch out her hand to wake up the distracted tablemate next to her, but Snape stared at her like a dead fish, and the little witch felt that she was staring at you like a snake, staring at you without a trace. Feelings, too scared to move.

Snape had to pull a Gryffindor student out every class to make a fuss and find excuses to deduct marks. Neville had been told to cry several times.

Gryffindor lion cubs feel insecure every time they go to Potions.

Except for Hermione and Loren, these two people can basically answer all the questions, and they can't make mistakes in brewing potions.

Harry and a group of classmates sighed on the face and cheered in their hearts: Great!It was Loren who was unlucky today, and he should be safe.

"Some people are complacent and self-righteous when they happen to accomplish something."

Snape was talking about Peter Pettigrew, but the case involved too much, it had been too long, and there were still some procedures that had not been completed, so he did not announce it to the public.

Only a few people in Loren's dormitory knew about this matter, and they did not speak out under Loren's orders (threats) in the name of Dumbledore.

The students all assumed that Snape was referring to the fact that Loren and Hermione had been perfect in class and hadn't been caught wrong.

"However, in Potions class, you must obey my rules!"

Snape raised his hand, straightened his sleeves, and slapped Loren hard on the back of the head.

"Mr. Morgan, answer my question!"

Loren, who was in the center of the storm, was startled by a sudden hit on the back of his head. It didn't hurt very much, and the old fried dough stick didn't panic at all.

"If your friend Harry is poisoned, and you don't have a prepared antidote at hand, what should you do?"

Harry in the front row feels very innocent, thank you, I will take this with me.

"I think we should turn to the professors for help, Professor Snape."

Hermione's eyes darkened, and she wanted to pull Loren's collar and shout: What are you doing!This is Potions class!

Loren was very proud, tsk tsk, the perfect answer.

If a classmate is poisoned, it must be reported to the teacher immediately. If the victim is Harry, it must be the best choice to report Dumbledore immediately.

Snape's face darkened even more: "There is no professor, you can handle it yourself!"

Hermione felt that Loren must have not been listening to the class, and reminded Loren with what she thought was a very low volume: "Bezoar, bezoar."

Loren sighed inwardly, silly witch.

"Put a fecal stone in the throat. The fecal stone has a good detoxification effect on some common poisons, but for overly strong poisons, other materials need to be added to configure more powerful antidotes."

Snape returned to the stage without saying anything, "Maybe Miss Granger thinks she knows everything, but that shouldn't be the reason for you to disrupt the class."

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor because of the know-it-all lady."

None of the Gryffindor lion cubs cared about the deduction. Professor Snape would always find an opportunity to deduct Gryffindor points. They were used to it, and Hermione earned far more points than that.

Hermione was a little wronged, but she did make a small move. Loren obviously knew the answer. She thought she was smart, and in the end she could only blame herself for the mistake.

This result obviously didn't make Hermione feel better, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged she became.

By the time get out of class was over, Loren's voice was already a little nasal.

"Loren Morgan, meet me after dinner." Snape recalled the scene of chatting with Dumbledore, feeling a little irritated.

Dumbledore is also a riddle man, chatted with him for a long time, what love, family affection, talked a lot, only the last sentence is important: "Loren needs your help, for the sake of me as an old man, help him .”

If Loren could know Snape's thoughts, he would definitely agree with him. Older people like this tune.

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Loren and his party accompanied Hermione in the corridor, and everyone noticed that Hermione was not in a good mood.

Harry couldn't bear it, he was targeted the most times, and felt that he had the right to speak, "Hermione, don't worry too much, Snape always has a reason to deduct points, it's just that you are unlucky this time."

Loren was actually thinking about how much Dumbledore had told Snape, but there were obviously more important things to do right now, "Indeed, the points you earn are enough for him to deduct several times."

Neville said, "I thought it was Loren's luck this time."

Ron was filled with righteous indignation, "If I ask you, Dumbledore should have banned that old bat from deducting Gryffindor points."

The thinking of a few people is that the point deduction will be deducted, how normal.

The little witch obviously didn't have the idea of ​​joining forces with this group of people, she sniffed: "I have to add three inches to my Transfiguration homework, I hope Professor McGonagall can give me some points." After finishing speaking, she walked quickly towards the book The museum is far away.

Ron looked at his back and murmured, "Didn't Professor McGonagall only ask for 3 inches!"

Loren smacked his lips, this is the roll king!