Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts: Potions class

On the way back, Sean thought about the meaning of Dumbledore's last words.

It's time to go to class, or to go to class.

He waited for the stairs in front of him to be reset, and raised his chin.

What Dumbledore meant was that he should take Voldemort's Defense Against the Dark Arts class?

No, it should be the magic attack and defense class now.

He thought about going up the stairs, wondering what Dumbledore meant. Riddle didn't dare to act rashly under his hands, so let Xiao En squeeze more knowledge from the opponent?

It seems reasonable, after all, at Hogwarts, it is impossible for the other party to blatantly teach black magic.

After dispelling his doubts, Sean returned to the Ravenclaw common room, and suddenly found that there were still many people reading books in the lounge at such a late hour, and everyone's brows were tightly furrowed.

Sean took a look, most of them were senior students, and they held a copy of "Advanced Potion Making" by Libasio Pollage in their hands.

Potion... Sean froze in place, the corners of his eyes twitching.

By the way, there is also Snape...

……

In the principal's office, Dumbledore emerged from the fire with a tired expression and his lips were a little dry.

He glanced at the person exactly like him in the middle of the office, and said, "Gellert, have you kept an eye on him?"

Dumbledore in the middle of the office writhed for a while, and gradually turned into Grindelwald's appearance. He smiled with his hands behind his back, "Of course, but, Albus, you're worrying too much, it's just a shell."

Dumbledore took a deep look at Grindelwald: "I was wondering if I made a mistake."

Grindelwald laughed happily: "My old friend, you are on the right path."

"I hope so..." Dumbledore walked to the desk and opened the drawer, took out a glass bottle and drank it down.

He wiped his mouth and glanced at the smiling Grindelwald: "Gellert, it's time for you to return to Nurmengard."

Grindelwald gave an exaggerated "Oh", and he spread his hands: "Albus, I did you a big favor, won't you let me stay at Hogwarts overnight?"

"Gellert..." Dumbledore's expression became much more serious.

As if he said something that shouldn't be said, Grindelwald shrugged and didn't say any more.

Dumbledore's gaze was placed on the perch behind the door again, his eyes were fixed, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

……

The next day, Sean got up early. He took out "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" and "Magic Potions and Potions" and looked through them for a while, with a depressed expression on his face.

Seeing his uneasy expression, Hermione asked puzzledly, "What's the matter, Sean, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Sean showed a reluctant smile: "I'm not very good at potions, and the new professor is here, so I'm a little nervous..."

"This is not like you, let's go, the first class is Potions class, I don't want to be late."

Sean sighed and followed the girl's pace.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, the four colleges have been combined to hold classes together.

It's up to you, Harry! Sean thought to himself.

The familiar Potions classroom was greatly enlarged by magic, and the temperature in the already cold underground classroom dropped a lot after Snape walked in.

Although the little wizards in the first grade were not familiar with this potions teacher, they could tell from the appearance that Snape was not a nice gentleman like Professor Flitwick.

Snape walked quickly to the podium, and then scanned everyone around with his gloomy eyes.

When Sean was seen, he felt a "Danger!" printed on his forehead.

Miserable...

Snape picked up the roll and began to roll the roll, pausing as he called Harry's name.

Harry obviously didn't know who the other party was, and he stuck out his chest. As Slughorn's little prince of potions, Harry always had the capital of pride in potions class.

"Harry Potter—" Snape dragged the end, "he got excellent in all the previous assignments—he seems to be a celebrity."

There was a burst of low laughter from the Slytherins. It seemed that they had already learned about Snape's temperament from the mouths of the senior students.

Harry's smile froze in embarrassment, and he could hear the sarcasm in the new professor's words.

Snape passed Harry, continued to roll the roll, and then paused at one name.

"Sean Wallup."

Here we come... Xiao En smiled wryly, and raised his hand to signal that he had arrived.

"Why didn't you answer me?"

"Uh, here!"

"One point is deducted from Ravenclaw for your sloppy attitude."

This... The corner of Sean's mouth twitched, his hatred value is still higher than Harry's? !

After the roll call was over, Snape slowly closed the roster, glanced at the crowd again, and said in a cold voice slightly higher than a whisper: "I don't know what you have learned before, but with me, you all have to start from scratch."

Everyone heard his words clearly, and their backs stood up unconsciously.

"Of course, I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of the slow-simmering cauldron emitting white smoke and bursts of fragrance~IndoMTL.com~ You won't really understand the magical power of the liquid that flows into people's blood vessels, which makes people's hearts fascinated and their wills blurred...I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death—but there must be one thing, that is, you are not the kind of stupid fools I often meet."

It hasn't changed at all... Sean kept his mouth tightly shut like everyone else, and the audience was silent.

"Potter!" Snape asked suddenly, "Where is the key to cooking cyst hornworms?"

Harry stood up quickly: "When the smoke in the cauldron turns green, use a silver knife to make a small cut in the head of the cyst hornworm, professor."

"When should the dew of Moonlight Flower be collected to achieve the maximum medicinal effect?"

"The first full moon after flowering, Professor."

"If I need a bezoar, where can I find it?"

"In the stomach of a goat, bezoar is a kind of stone with powerful detoxification effect, of course, the premise is that the goat is constipated first." Harry spread his hands, which drew a burst of chuckle.

"Potter—" Snape narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you think you are very humorous?"

"Of course not, sir, I just want to adjust the atmosphere in class by the way." Harry shrugged his shoulders.

Snape's eyes became more and more gloomy. Obviously, Harry's demeanor made him quite familiar...

"Because you contradicted the teacher, one point will be deducted from Gryffindor."

"Sir!" Harry's eyes widened in confusion.

"One more point from Gryffindor, because you interrupted my progress in class." Snape continued.

Harry opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally he sat down unhappily.

Thank you, Harry.

Sean let out a sigh of relief.