Hogwarts Outsider Chapter 20: Potions teacher

As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Slughorn gently opened a cauldron on his right hand.

"I think some of you must have read the Potions class textbook before class." He said loudly: "So I want to ask, can anyone tell me what potion this is?"

Many students got up slightly from their seats and looked at the boiling cauldron.

Inside was a pot of pale pink potion that was smoking white and seemed to be hissing.

Matthew frowned and thought for a moment——

In fact, he had already made certain preparations.

After knowing that the Potions teacher and the dean of Slytherin are Horace Slughorn, a somewhat "snobbish" figure who only prefers students with prominent family backgrounds or outstanding talents After——

In his spare time these days, he has been reading potions textbooks in his free time, and he has also looked up some materials related to potions when he was in the library.

Strive to be a "gifted" student in Slughorn's mind.

If he can get the approval of a professor and dean, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to his future life in Hogwarts and even the wizarding world.

After thinking for a few seconds, Matthew raised his hand.

Slughorn pointed at him.

"This is the potion of living hell, also known as the water of life and death." He replied slowly: "It is a powerful sleeping pill, which can make the drinker sleepy and look like he is dead."

"Very good, very good!" Slughorn nodded happily.

He couldn't help but look at Matthew a few more times: "What's your name, please?"

In fact, just five minutes ago, he had called Matthew's name during the roll call.

"Matthew Wakefield!" Matthew replied.

"Very good, Mr. Wakefield, please sit down!"

Slughorn gave Matthew a very polite nod, and he began to approach the cauldron on the far right of the room.

"Now it's the turn of this potion, can anyone tell me what it is?"

The potion in the crucible showed a dull yellow color, and at the same time filled the air with a fragrant smell, which made people smell very comfortable.

Matthew raised his hand again.

"Try bravely, Mr. Wakefield!" cried Slughorn.

"I think it's a joy potion..." Matthew stood up and replied, "It can bring happiness and joy to people in a short period of time, but this feeling won't last long... "

"Very correct!" Slughorn looked very excited: "Mr. Wakefield, are you a student of Slytherin College or Gryffindor College?"

"Slytherin, sir!"

"That's amazing, I hardly noticed that my college has such an outstanding freshman..."

The Potions professor was not stingy with compliments, his walrus beard twitching on his smiling mouth.

He circled the classroom for a week, came to the original leftmost crucible, and gently opened it——

"The next question will be more difficult... Is there anyone willing to try it?"

Matthew slightly got up from his seat again, looking at the cauldron.

But this time he was stunned... The potion in the crucible was transparent, and after cooking for so long, it still didn't boil. the stench.

Matthew racked his brains and began to think about "Magic Potions and Potions", but he had no impression of the potion in front of him at all.

"Yes, this question is difficult... so I guess there should be no..." Slughorn's voice stopped abruptly.

Because of a white hand, it suddenly raised up.

"Very well, my lady!" Slughorn's face suddenly beamed with joy.

Raising her hand is Agnes Lestrange.

She stood up and said calmly: "This is a light drink. Its effect is to make the wizard's body lighter after taking it. If used properly, it can even fly in the sky... Its preparation The materials include the leaves of Ariot, the powder of the flying fungus and the moonstone..."

Light potion...Flying fungus...Ariot's leaves...

What are these things? Matthew has almost no impression of these things. It may be that "Magic Potions and Potions" did not record them, or he may not have seen them.

"That's right!" Slughorn's face showed exaggerated excitement:

"So, can you tell me your name, this beautiful lady?"

"Agnes Lestrange."

"Lestrange?" Slughorn's expression froze for a moment.

Then his face quickly became calm: "Okay, please sit down."

Didn't even look at the girl again.

He came to the last cauldron and opened it.

He directly asked by name: "Mr. Wakefield, can you tell me your answer?"

Matthew didn't expect Slughorn to come here, he stood up and looked at the cauldron—

There is a mud-like thing slowly bubbling inside.

"I think... maybe it's Polyjuice Potion?"

"Not bad at all!" Slughorn showed sincere appreciation at this time: "I think you should also be very clear about its function?"

"Add something from the person you want to change into, and drink it, and you can change into the other person's appearance within an hour," Matthew replied honestly.

"Great!" Slughorn was the first to start applauding.

At the same time, there was a burst of sparse applause.

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After such a prologue ~IndoMTL.com~ Potions class officially started.

Slughorn divided them into pairs and instructed them to mix a simple potion for scabies.

Matthew's partner is Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor.

"Matthew, I didn't expect you to be so powerful!" Neville said with sincere admiration.

"I just read more books." Matthew smiled.

"It's just a pity that you were assigned to Slytherin." Neville shook his head while continuing to work.

But I have to say that his performance is very good, whether it is weighing dried nettles, crushing snake fangs, or cooking slugs with tentacles, he has done it perfectly.

Everything is going very well...

The two were the first in the class to prepare the potion, and they were awarded by Professor Slughorn together.

When Slughorn praised them—

Suddenly a puff of acidic green smoke rose from the dungeon, followed by a loud hissing sound.

It was the boy named Harry Evans who somehow made Ronald Weasley's cauldron explode.

The potion is now all over the place.

Moreover, he was soaked in the potion, and there were red and swollen scabies all over his arms and legs, which made him scream in pain.

"Oh, boy, what have you done!" Slughorn couldn't help but shook his head, and he waved his wand to sweep away the potions everywhere.

"This class ends early, and I will send this child to the school hospital..." Slughorn said while carrying Evans on his back:

"By the way, Wakefield. You stay here for a while, I have something to talk to you about when I come back!"