Chapter 89: Snape Is Looking for Trouble

"I'm so stupid, really... I only knew that in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I followed Professor Black to deal with Boggart... but I didn't expect that I would be retaliated by Professor Snape afterwards..."

If Neville could speak now, this is probably what he wanted to say the most.

Everyone stared at Snape, waiting for him to deduct points from Neville, whether it was which foot entered the classroom first, or which eye blinked first... these were all Snape's usual reasons for deducting points.

But Snape was unexpectedly restrained and was not too anxious.

When a cat catches a mouse, it never bites it so quickly, it has to torture it for a while.

As the torture king, Snape began to explain today's course.

"In this class, we are going to make a potion called shrinking solution. After taking it, the drinker's body will become smaller or younger."

While introducing the shrinking solution, Snape cast a sinister look on Neville. He wandered around the classroom and suddenly asked in a greasy voice:

"Longbottom, when making the shrinking solution, we need to peel the shrinking figs. How should we deal with it?"

Neville stood up tremblingly, and he stammered:

"Professor Snape, shrinking figs... in Bake it under the alcohol lamp for thirty seconds... no, twenty seconds... and you can easily peel off the skin. "

Snape seemed surprised that Neville could answer this question. He snorted softly and continued to ask:

"When adding rat bile, if the juice is added too much, how to remedy it?"

"You can... add a small amount of leech blood... stir evenly... and then add..."

Snape stood beside Neville. He was a little skilled just now, but he immediately got stuck. He scratched his cheek and tried to recall the content that Rolf asked him to recite a few days ago.

Rolf couldn't help but hold his forehead. He knew that Snape would definitely make trouble for Neville, so he helped Neville preview the textbook in advance and sorted out a dozen possible questions.

Neville recited it for several days and knew it by heart last night. Unexpectedly, he forgot it again when he saw Snape today.

Snape stood there with his back to Rolf. Rolf took the opportunity to turn his head to Neville, opened his mouth, and reminded him silently.

"Oh, right... bitter melon juice." Neville answered immediately.

Snape turned around suddenly, and Rolf sat in the chair expressionlessly, as if he had done nothing.

Snape didn't pay attention to his little movements, but sneered:

"Longbottom, you have answered both questions. I didn't expect you to be a potion wizard... I need an assistant to help me deal with the dwarf pig monster in this class, and you are it."

Neville was confused.

Snape waved his wand, and a corpse of a dwarf pig monster flew out of the medicine storage room. He twisted his lips and showed a malicious smile and said:

"Remember to cut ten pounds of lean meat into minced meat, without any fat on it; if you want another ten pounds of fat, you also have to cut it into minced meat, without any lean meat on it.

Finally, if you want another ten pounds of cartilage, you also have to chop it finely, without any meat on it..."

"..."

Neville really wanted to say, are you teasing me? But he was afraid of being beaten, so he picked up the silver knife and started to deal with the dwarf pig monster.

"As for you..." Snape turned to look at Rolf, glanced at Shirley, and sneered:

"It's time to break up the golden pair, Swinton, you and Hannah Abbott are in the same group this class.

Scamander... you can make potions by yourself, is that okay?"

What else could Rolf say, so he had to sit alone in front of the crucible, and Shirley reluctantly moved to Hannah's side.

Snape stared at Shirley and Hannah, and chuckled:

"Before get out of class ends today, I will give the shrinking solution you two made to Scamander and Longbottom to see what interesting things will happen.

Maybe doing this will encourage you two to make potions more seriously."

"..."

Rolf was stunned. Is Snape so vicious now?

Who is Hannah?

The idiot duo who is as famous as Neville, a classic Crouching Dragon and Phoenix, the potion brewed by her must be... amazing.

Can it be drunk?

Many students laughed, unable to hide their gloating.

Snape looked around and said coldly: "Don't worry, I will randomly select a few students from you to taste the potion I made."

"..."

"Remember, if you are careless when adding the ingredients, some organs of the person taking the medicine will shrink, and it may be permanent.

So, you need to pay special attention to your steps."

Everyone looked at each other in horror. What if some special parts shrink permanently?

They all rushed to the storage cabinet, fearing that they would get bad magic materials and cause problems with their shrinking solution.

Rolf was picking daisy roots and caterpillars, and Shirley came over quietly and whispered in the boy's ear: "What should I do?"

The ponytail girl's potion level was originally very average. If she made the potion herself, it would be fine, but with Hannah around, she couldn't control it at all.

Rolf had already prepared a plan. He pointed to a magical material in the corner and whispered, "After you make the shrinking solution, you can add some of that to the potion to remove the toxin."

Shirley followed the boy's line of sight, lowered her head slightly, and then suddenly realized and exclaimed, "Wow, you are so smart!"

"That's it." Rolf said proudly, "A little Snape...what can he do to me?"

Snape appeared behind the boy at some point, holding a potion textbook and hitting the two of them on the head.

"What are you two whispering about? Why can't you talk after class? How about I reserve a place for you two to chat on the podium?

Ten points deducted from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw!"

Rolf and Shirley quickly shut up, took their respective magic materials, and returned to their seats.

Snape walked around the classroom, constantly scolding the students.

"Tell me, Miss Dusha, has something penetrated into your thick skull and caused your brain to be polluted? Did you listen to my lecture... All it takes is a drop of rat bile!"

"And the two of you... Didn't I make it clear that adding a little leech juice is enough!

I really want to split your heads open and see if there is anything else inside except the black glutinous lake!"

Wherever Snape walked, he could hear roars. When he passed by Rolf's crucible, he glanced at it with his eyes on his hooked nose without making any comments, which means that he couldn't find any faults.

But when he passed by Shirley and Hannah's crucible, Snape stopped again with a terrible sneer on his face.

Their crucibles were spewing orange-red sparks, and Hannah frantically poked the flames under the crucible with the tip of her wand.

With Hannah's help, Shirley was not careful, and the potion had problems, making her flustered.

But Snape said nothing. It wasn't him who drank the potion anyway, so he walked towards Neville again.

"After cutting the inch bone, peel the pumpkin seeds, remember to peel them, and then grind them into fine powder... You are not allowed to leave today if you don't finish it."

Neville looked bitter, and his hands, which had just chopped the meat, were still burning with pain.

When the get out of class was about to end, Snape excitedly called for a stop, "Okay, it's time to taste the potion."

Snape pointed at Justin and McMillan and asked them to taste their own potion first.

After Justin drank a sip tremblingly, his body did not change, but his head suddenly became the size of a fist, and the proportions looked very scary.

McMillan's crotch felt cold, and his face was full of horror. He... couldn't feel his ammunition, and the ammunition disappeared.

Snape's black eyes sparkled as he said, "Okay, let's take a look at Miss Swinton and Miss Abbott's potion.

If it works, Scamander will undoubtedly become smaller after drinking it, but if there is something wrong with the potion... hehe."

There must be something wrong with Shirley and Hannah's shrinking solution, because the perfect potion will show a bright green color, while their potions are orange-yellow and smell like rotten eggs.

No one believes that it is not poisonous.

Rolf looked at the potion and seemed to be afraid to try it easily. His hands were "trembling" and his face was full of fear:

"Professor Snape, if I drink this potion, can I add points to Hufflepuff?"

"Of course, Scamander, as long as you drink two full cups." Snape took out a cup and said with a smile: "I will add 20 points to Hufflepuff."

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After drinking it, Scamander will definitely have diarrhea on the spot... It's still worthwhile to take 20 points in exchange for his humiliation.

Rolf seemed to have made up his mind. He scooped two cups of potion and quickly poured them into his stomach. He staggered and said with a painful face:

"This medicine is poisonous..."

"Hufflepuff, add 20 points." Snape said happily. He waited patiently for Rolf to fall to the ground and then vomited.

But Rolf staggered and didn't fall. He quickly drank another cup of potion and finally said, "It tastes really good."

"..."

The students of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw applauded. This is a real warrior.

Snape was full of doubts. He bent down, sniffed the potion with his hooked nose, and put a little potion in his mouth with his fingers. He soon said angrily:

"Who of you stole my fecal stone!"

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(Thanks to the two elders "Drifting Moonlight" and "Nine-tailed Flame Fox" for their rewards)