Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 686: o. w. Ls Roller
Chapter 687 o. w. Ls Roller
After breakfast, the four of Albert went to the potions classroom in the basement with their schoolbags. To be honest, taking potions class right after eating is not good for the digestion of food in your stomach.
"The door didn't open." Fred reached out and pushed the door, and found that the door of the potions classroom was locked, he could not help raising his eyebrows slightly, it was rare that the potions professor didn't open the door ahead of time.
"Did we make a mistake?"
"Wait a minute." Albert stopped them from opening the door without authorization.
After a while, there were more and more students in the hallway, and everyone was waiting outside the potions classroom for Snape to come and open the door.
A few minutes later, the Gryffindor girls also came over, looking at Albert and teasing: "You don't have a prefect badge?"
"Forgot."
"You also have a time to forget?"
Albert knew that several people were not laughing at himself, but at the Ravenclaw prefect with the prefect badge.
"I think you should carry it all day long, it's more imposing, just like Percy, for fear that people won't know he is the president of the student body." Here, only Selwyn of Ravenclaw wears the prefect badge.
Selwyn didn't look very good, turned around and secretly took off the badge pinned to his chest and stuffed it into his pocket.
Alia noticed Albert's gaze and shrugged: "You didn't see that guy's arrogance just now."
The surrounding murmurs suddenly disappeared, and there was an eerie silence on the promenade, and Snape was walking towards him, his face so gloomy that water was about to drip. Snape took the key from his pocket and opened the door to the Potions classroom.
"Before the class starts, I must remind you of one thing."
Snape walked quickly to the podium, turned around and glanced sternly at everyone, "Next June, you will be taking the o.w.Ls exam, and then you will prove how much you have learned, I hope You can all barely 'pass' in the o.w.Ls exam, or I'll be pissed."
"Of course, after this year, many of you won't be able to take my classes anymore," Snape glanced over the students and pouted slightly, "I only choose The best students are in my N.E.w.Ts Potions class, which means some will have to say goodbye."
"We need to hold on for another year before our happy goodbye time," Snape said softly, "So, whether or not you plan to take the N.E.W.TS exam, I recommend you all Concentrate on doing your homework well and achieving the high passing level I expect my o.w.Ls students to achieve."
Fred and George were winking at Albert, seemingly celebrating that they would finally not have to see Snape again next term.
Of course, the Weasley brothers were not the only ones who had this kind of thought. As we all know, Snape's Potions class was difficult, and his N. E. w. As long as the students in the Ts potion class reach excellent grades, the annual N. E. w. Ts potions classes are usually hard to beat in double digits.
"Today, we are going to formulate a potion that is often used in ordinary wizarding rank exams: a demulcent. It calms and relieves irritability and anxiety, and helps relieve your pre-exam stress. I have seen many students who can't stand it. The pressure of the o.w.Ls exam has collapsed, so I suggest mastering how to prepare a demulcent, and when necessary, you can add one to yourself or your classmates.”
"Of course, if you're sloppy when you put the ingredients, you may put the user into a dead, sometimes irreversible lethargy, so you need to pay extra attention, the ingredients and preparation methods are on the blackboard, You have an hour and a half...let's get started."
Snape finished speaking, waved his wand, and the locker door swung open.
Moderators are not that difficult, at least according to Albert.
As long as the ingredients are added to the crucible in strict order and quantity, the mixture is stirred for a specified number of times, the temperature of the flame must be reduced to a certain standard when the crucible is boiling, and maintained for a certain period of time before the Add the last ingredient and you're done.
rigor and standard have always been the key factors for the success of potion brewing, but for most students, this often seems to be difficult to achieve.
When Albert put two drops of hellebore syrup into the cauldron, Snape suddenly appeared behind him and said coldly, "Professor McGonagall should have told you about the Potions Championship, right? , come here every weekend at 3pm."
Albert didn't answer, still focusing on the cauldron in front of him.
Snape definitely did it on purpose. If he had just shaken his hands and had dropped an extra drop of hellebore syrup, God knows what this pot of softener would have turned into.
The result was satisfactory, with a faint, silvery-white steam emerging from the cauldron, exactly as Snape had described.
Albert put half of the medicine samples into a short-necked bottle, marked with his name, and put the other half into his own medicine for storage.
After doing all this, Albert looked around. Except for him, no one else succeeded. A few of them had some problems with the details, and the color of the potion was not the same as expected.
"What a piece of shit!" Lee Jordan stretched as he left the classroom.
"Finally don't have to see Snape next semester." Fred wasn't much better than Lee Jordan, his pot of potion smelled of rotten eggs.
"I'm afraid you'll have to take potions class by yourself next semester." Lee Jordan didn't feel sorry at all, he thought maliciously, "I just paid attention to our potions level this year, and I'm very impressed. I wonder if Snape's N.E.w.Ts potions class can hold ten students."
"I think five is too much." George analyzed, "In general, Slytherin and Ravenclaw are better at potions than our side, Albert, Ravenclaw. Katrina should be fine, it's still up for debate whether Shanna can do well in the exam, Hufflepuff will do it again..."
"Digory is still very good." Albert reminded.
"Okay, after counting that guy, I barely managed to get four, and Slytherin has a few more excellent ones. Do you expect Monta?" George sneered.
"Speaking of which, if I fail to attend the advanced class, does it mean that I can graduate early?" Lee Jordan asked suddenly.
"As long as we can successfully open the store, it doesn't matter if we fail the o.w.Ls exam." Fred and George didn't really care much about o. w. Ls exam.
"I think your family will be very dissatisfied with your grades." Albert reminded, "Your summer vacation will be very difficult."
"What's the afternoon class?" Fred asked off topic.
"Professor of History of Magic and Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Albert.
"I just hope our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is more reliable than Lockhart." George complained.
Last semester, Lockhart was no ordinary pit.
"Professor Lupin should be pretty good, and the level of wizards who can use the Patronus Charm is not too low."
"I hope I can learn something."
The afternoon of magic history is very boring, Professor Binns is talking about the giants' war, but most of the students are lethargic for ten minutes.
Albert didn't attend the class, but took out another book from his schoolbag and read it.
As for exams and homework, he had already asked Isobel to borrow the history of magic notes in advance. Anyway, Professor Binns always followed the textbook in class, and the notes he took were basically the same.
Defense Against the Dark Arts class is a bit of fun for everyone.
Professor Lupin didn't teach the class, but spent a lot of time figuring out what they had learned from the first grade to the fourth grade.
"I am very aware of the situation in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. You have already changed four professors. In such a chaotic situation, it is difficult to really learn something." Lupin said softly, "However, you don't have to. Don't worry, it's not as bad as you think. o. w. Most of the Ls exam content is in "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide". Most of the actual combat exam content you will face will only expel some dark creatures, and as long as you master the way to fight them, you don't have to worry too much about failing the exam. . "
"Dark creatures, so how do we deal with other dark wizards?" Fred asked, raising his hand, "such as Black on the run."
"I think it's hard for you to meet dark wizards, at least not until you leave school." Lupin said helplessly, seeing everyone's expectations, "Well, I heard Professor McGonagall mention Lockhart. Professor Te once taught you the Disarming Charm, Mr. Desen, would you mind coming up and showing it to everyone?"
Albert was pushed up by a few friends around him.
Professor Lupin waved his wand to make room for both sides.
"How do we defend against most of the spells other wizards use against us." Professor Lupin nodded towards Albert and said, "It's time to start."
Toolman Albert raised his wand and used the Disarming Charm on Lupin very cooperatively. Before the spell was concentrated on Professor Lupin, the opponent used the Iron Armor to block the spell.
Applause immediately broke out in the classroom ~IndoMTL.com~ Very good, very good, Mr. Anderson. "Professor Lupin said to everyone: "As you can see, I successfully cast Mr. Anderson's disarming spell. Does anyone know what spell I used?" "
"Iron Armor."
"Yes, it's the Iron Spell, and Gryffindor gets 10 points." Lupin continued, "The Iron Spell can create a magical barrier that deflects spells and physical entities to protect specific people or specific areas. A defensive spell against many kinds of spells."
"The Spell of the Iron Armor: Armor Protection."
"Sir, are we going to learn Iron Armor Spell next class?" Someone asked expectantly.
"No."
"Why don't you teach it, I think the iron armor spell is more useful." Someone asked dissatisfied.
"Because my task now is to make you pass the o.w.Ls exam with the highest possible grades." Lupin said mildly, "If after teaching the rest of the Dark Forces: Self-Defense Guide, , I can teach you some more magic to use if there is still time, but for now you should be concerned about the o.w.Ls exam."
(end of this chapter)