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The hot pot that night was so delicious that by the time everyone came to their senses, it was already past the curfew time.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, always feeling that time was stolen away by the time thief during the meal, otherwise time would not have passed so fast.

Hermione touched her round belly and accidentally burped. She quickly covered her mouth and stared at Chen Yu resentfully.

Simo lay on the table and murmured: "I can't eat anymore, I feel so strong... but I still want to eat..."

Only Neville and Chen Yu were still working.

Neville held a trembling colander with trembling hands, and tremblingly fished out a few pieces of duck blood from the extremely spicy pot. Then he tremblingly put the duck blood on the dipping sauce, and then scooped it out with a spoon. The ingredients and duck blood were tremblingly put into the mouth.

Only Chen Yu was still cooking the mutton crazily, like a ruthless rice-drying machine that never stopped.

Feeling that time had almost passed, I looked at the time on the board and saw that it was already 11:30 pm. I stopped cooking the mutton and asked Neville to stop eating.

Looking at the scattered food scraps on the table, Chen Yu was also surprised at how much the little wizard could eat.

Everyone ate a lot, even Hermione, who looked the most ladylike when eating, finished two plates of dipping sauce.

Chen Yu cast a cleaning spell on the table, and then cast a cleaning spell on Hermione and others to remove the smell of hot pot.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go back to the dormitory and sleep!"

Chen Yu supported Seamus, and the group walked cautiously in the corridor, for fear of encountering Filch and his cat.

The journey back to the Gryffindor lounge was uneventful. When parting with Hermione, Hermione specifically asked Chen Yu for the recipe for the hot pot soup base, dipping sauces, and side dishes.

Chen Yu had no choice but to tell her that he would give it to her tomorrow, and then Hermione let him go with satisfaction.

Silent all night.

The next day, early in the morning.

Ron's howling woke Chen Yu up.

Chen Yu discovered that the system's sleep mode could be interrupted by external noise.

Chen Yu sat up to see what was wrong with Ron, only to see Ron jump up from the bed and rush to the bathroom in the dormitory without looking back.

Neville, Harry, and Seamus looked at each other and rushed to the bathroom.

I found that there was no space in the bathroom, so I quickly ran to the public restroom in the rest area.

Chen Yu saw several roommates rushing to Gryffindor's common rest area without caring about their own safety. He shook his shoulders helplessly: "I've already said that for novice hot pot eaters, it's best to start with the clear soup pot, and then proceed in order. It's mildly spicy or spicy. I mixed it for myself. Who asked you to eat it? Now it's better, your butts will suffer! This morning happens to be Snape's Potions class. I hope Harry can hold on."

Chen Yu observed three seconds of silence for his roommate, and then he got up and got dressed carelessly.

When passing by the Gryffindor common room, Chen Yu found Hermione already waiting there.

She pushed the pestle there and stared straight at Chen Yu.

From the look on her face as she held her stomach and frowned slightly, Chen Yu knew that she had some resentment towards him.

"You can't blame me for this. I told you yesterday that I made the extra spicy hot pot for myself. It was because one or two of you couldn't stand the temptation and insisted on trying it."

Hermione glared at Chen Yu but said nothing. She also knew that she was in the wrong and could not withstand the temptation of the spicy red soup.

I ate to my heart's content at the time, but had to pay the price for my impulse the next day.

Chen Yu didn't wait for the other roommates either. Who knew how long they would squat in the bathroom.

After having breakfast with Hermione, she went to class.

Sure enough, when Snape, wearing a black cloak, strode into the classroom like a giant bat, Harry, Ron, Neville, Seamus and others had not arrived yet.

Snape looked around the classroom and saw that Harry was not in class. After slightly raising the corners of his mouth, Snape returned to a serious expression.

"Very well, let's start class now!"

"teacher……"

Hermione raised her left hand high, trying to tell Snape that there were still about five minutes until class started.

But Snape simply ignored Hermione's raised left hand and began to introduce the potions he was going to learn today.

Hermione didn't raise her hand to answer Harry's question once before, which made Snape unhappy and deducted a point from Gryffindor.

It was also stipulated that no unauthorized speech was allowed in Potions class. You could only speak after raising your hand and seeking permission from the professor, otherwise college points would be deducted.

Chen Yu opened the textbook, took out his quill, and recorded the key points that Snape taught in class.

This quill pen is much more uncomfortable to use than a fountain pen. It feels like holding a thicker ink refill, making it easier to write with flying colors.

Perhaps it was the universal language translator given by the system that had its effect. Not only could I understand English now, but I could also speak fluent and authentic English, and I could even write an article in English.

It's just that the words are a bit fluttery, like insects crawling over them.

Except for Chen Yu, everyone who looked at his notes was a little confused.

Three minutes before the official start of class, Harry, Ron and others finally rushed into the Potions classroom.

Before he even entered the door, he heard Ron running and shouting: "Thank God, I finally caught up, so that old bat Snape has no reason..."

When he opened the door, Ron stopped immediately, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

Ron's sudden braking caused Harry, who was busy driving, to bump into Ron unprepared.

When Harry raised his head, he found Snape staring at him with a pair of dead fish eyes, which made Harry tremble.

"Very good, very good. Someone is late for my class, and someone dares to call the professor a nickname. Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor."

Neville and Seamus also ran in and stood at the door at a loss.

Snape deducted Gryffindor's house points and continued his lecture. He looked up at the foursome and continued, "Why don't you go back to your seats quickly? Could it be that the Gryffindor students can't even remember their seats?"

The four of them quickly returned to their seats as if they had been granted amnesty.

As for Snape's cynicism, Harry and others were already used to it.

Ever since the first Potions lesson, ever since Harry met Snape, Snape had targeted Harry everywhere.

Most of Gryffindor's house points were deducted by Snape.

Harry was angry at first, but over time he became numb.

There are professors like Snape who are specifically targeting Harry and have been deducting points from Gryffindor. His own professor is a selfless person, plus the Weasley twins who often get into trouble. Many people in Gryffindor are in trouble. The Academy Cup is already open.

Anyway, Slytherin has won the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years, so eight consecutive years is not unacceptable.

Some people even maliciously speculated that it was Harry who was sorted into Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat. It was because he was afraid that Gryffindor would surpass Slytherin with Harry, so Snape was so picky about Harry. Target him everywhere.