Harry Potter and the Rise of the Ordinary Person Chapter 22:

　　 Today is the first time Gryffindor and Slytherin students take potions class together.

　　 When eating breakfast this day, a hundred or so owls flew into the hall screaming. They hovered over each table until they saw their owner and threw letters and packages on their laps.

　　 Joe also received two letters. One is from David and Anna. They asked about Bridge Hogwarts' new life and asked Joe to pay attention to his body. The other one is for Julie. She asked Joe to take care of Hannah and made some comments on Joe's improved formula for the potion.

　　The potions class is in a dungeon. The inside of the dungeon was much colder than the castle, and it was horrifying. The walls were filled with glass bottles. The carcasses of preserved animals floated in the bottles. It was really creepy. But Joe really likes this kind of atmosphere, it feels like a research room.

　　 Like Professor Fei Liwei, Professor Snape started his first class by roll call. Likewise, when he read Harry's name, he paused.

　　 Finally, the father's debts are paid, and the killing begins.

　　 "Ha, yes," Snape continued in a low voice, "Harry Potter. New to our school-celebrities." Draco Malfoy and his buddies Crab and Gore Covering his mouth with his hand, he snickered. Snape finished scoring the names and looked at everyone seriously. His eyes were cold and hollow, reminiscent of a deep tunnel, without a trace of warmth.

　　 "You are here to learn the subtle techniques of pharmacy." Snape said. His voice was low, almost whispering, but every word could be heard clearly-like Professor McGonagall, Snape had a mysterious power that could easily keep the students quiet.

　　"Since there is no silly wand swinging here, many of you don’t believe that this is magic. I don’t expect you to truly understand the beauty of pharmaceutical technology. Think about it, use a big car. When the pot is simmering the medicinal materials, the potion slowly boils, and white smoke curls up...and the liquid flowing in the veins of the human body, the liquid with incomparable subtle power...It can make your heart drunk and let all your senses. Fascinated... I can teach you how to canned fame, how to brew glory, and even say... stop death... as long as you don't be as stupid as the bunch of stupid people I taught before." Hearing this from Snape After a while, the classroom became quieter. Hermione Granger was sitting upright next to Joe, with only a touch of her **** on the side of the chair, as if that would prove to Snape that she was definitely not stupid.

　　 "Potter!" Snape called Harry suddenly, "If you add the powder of the daffodil bulbs to the wormwood juice, what will happen?" Harry was at a loss, and Hermione desperately held hands. Lifted high.

　　 "I don't know, teacher." Harry replied in a low voice.

　　 Snape snorted and sneered.

　　 "Tsk tsk, it seems that the reputation is not enough." He completely ignored Hermione's high hand.

　　 "Well, let me ask you one more question. If I ask you to find a piece of bezoar, where would you go to find it?" Hermione raised her hands as high as possible, as high as hers. The hand seemed to leave her body and fly into the air. Harry was still at a loss. Joe saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Gore, the three guys were shaking with laughter.

　　 "I don't know, teacher." "Don't you never preview before class? Huh? Potter?" Snape said coldly. He still ignored Hermione's shaking hands.

　　"What's the difference between the boat-shaped aconite and the wolf-shaped aconite?" This time, Hermione stood up, her right hand almost reaching the top of the dungeon.

　　 "I don't know." Harry whispered, "But, I think Hermione knows it. Why don't you ask her?" Some classmates laughed. Harry glanced at Seamus, who blinked at him. However, Snape was not happy at all.

　　 "Sit down." Snape glared at Harry. "The few questions I just asked, the daffodil bulbs and wormwood mixed together became a very powerful sleeping pill, and people called it the web of death. Bezoar is a stone found in the stomach of cattle. It is the nemesis of many kinds of poisons. Aconitum boat and Aconitum wolf-shaped refer to the same plant, and they are both common names for a plant called Aconitum. What? Why don’t you copy this knowledge down?"

　　 There was a commotion in the dungeon, and everyone almost took out a quill and parchment. Snape said again: "Potter, you just confronted the teacher with rudeness. I decided that Gryffindor will deduct one point for you."

In a potions class after 　　, there was no sign of improvement at all. Snape asked the students to divide into two groups and taught them how to mix a few simple herbs to treat burns. He wore his large black cloak and walked around in the dungeon to see what they called those waiting and grinded snake teeth~IndoMTL.com~ Almost everyone got scolded, only Malfoy and Joe survived. Malfoy is because he has a good godfather, and Joe is because his handling is impeccable.

　　 Of course he prefers Malfoy more. He told everyone that when the acidic green mist rises from the stewed slug horns and hissing, Malfoy handles it perfectly! However, Neville didn't know what he was tinkering with. He actually burned Seamus's hot pot, and the concoction they were cuddling ran down the terrain, smelting holes one after another in the shoes of the students. In a few seconds, the entire class of students stood on their desks. Only Neville didn't have time to jump on the table, and as a result, the completely burnt out big steam pot fell down, and the concoction splashed all over him. His arms and legs were scalded with red and swollen scabies, and Neville couldn't help crying.

　　 "Idiot!" Snape snarled, and swiped his wand to clean up the splashes of potion on the ground.

　　 "Did you throw in the porcupine spikes before lifting the steam pot from the fire?" The small sores on Neville's nose were so red that they seemed to burst soon. He cried more vigorously now.

　　 "Take him to the infirmary." Snape told Seamus. Then he stared at Harry and Ron who were sitting next to Neville, and whispered, "You, Potter, why don't you tell Neville that you can't add porcupine spikes when you stew this medicine? You are thinking, If he does something wrong, you will have a good show, right? I will deduct one more point from you! "This is unfair! Harry opened his mouth to retort, and Joe saw Ron kick him from under their steam pot, suggesting that he shouldn't do stupid things.

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