"There is essentially no difference between Aconitum lupus and Aconitum scaphoform. They just have different names. They are both names for Aconitum."
"Many novices who learn potions easily confuse them, thinking that they are variants of Aconitum, and are deceived by some unscrupulous merchants..."
There are no desks in the Potions classroom. Jon and the others have a dark crucible in front of them. There are a row of wooden shelves on the walls of the classroom, and there are no chilling animal tissues placed on them.
, but some strange-looking herbs and some ordinary flowers and plants are displayed.
According to Lily, refining magic potions can easily make the medicine maker's heart become dark, so a sunny and fresh environment is very necessary.
"That's it for today's class. Next time in class, each of you will give me a one-foot homework assignment and write down your understanding of the potion materials I taught you in this class.
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The Potions Professor's attitude towards her students was not considered gentle. She seemed to see everyone with the same face, expressionless, and a bit... lifeless.
After spending so many days together with Neville and the others, when chatting before going to bed at night, Neville would also whisper to Jon some secrets about Professor Potter.
It is said that she had a happy family before.
Neville's words also confirmed Jon's initial guess. The most likely point at which the world began to change was the night Voldemort found the Potters after hearing the prophecy.
After putting away the cauldron in the classroom, Jon and the five of them walked out of the Potions classroom together.
Wednesday was the day with the fewest classes for them during the week. After the Potions get out of class, except for Professor Flitwick's astronomy class at midnight today, most of the day was free.
"Want to play wizard chess in the common room?" Ron suggested.
He had just finished his one-week punishment of cleaning toilets the day before yesterday. He wanted to divide the two days into three parts to make up for all the time he had not been able to complete before.
Justin and Lavender readily accepted, but Neville said that he would go to the dormitory to catch up on his sleep to prepare for the astronomy class in the evening.
Jon also shook his head. He didn't have much interest in wizard chess.
"You go ahead, I want to go to the library."
Others were not surprised by this. Ever since he learned that there was a library full of magic books on the carriage, he basically spent all his free time there.
Separating from Ron and the others, Jon walked towards the library alone.
After he stepped onto this carriage, he had always had an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart.
The temporarily peaceful study life did not eliminate the sense of crisis in his heart. Jon knew clearly that no matter what changes happened to Voldemort, the people led by Dumbledore would always be a thorn in his side.
Especially since he seemed to have completely gathered power in the wizarding world and had basically reached the pinnacle of wizard power, Hogwarts on this carriage was the last place not under his control.
He will definitely try every means to completely destroy this most conspicuous "stain" in the magical world. Jon can't guess what kind of arrangement he has for this. The only thing he can do now is to constantly supplement himself.
Only when he fills in the knowledge, will he feel a sense of security in his heart for a moment.
Professor Flitwick estimated that he would have to wait until next week's Charms class to officially start teaching them real spells, but in the first Transfiguration class, Jon had already experienced the magic of magic.
His talent was surprisingly good. At least when Professor McGonagall taught them how to turn a match into a needle, Jon was the first of the five freshmen to succeed, and none of the previous attempts had failed.
Record. Professor McGonagall was very happy about this and exempted him from doing Transfiguration homework alone.
This made him feel a little relieved, and at the same time, he ran to the library even more diligently every day.
Having talent only means that he has the possibility to become a powerful wizard, and diligence can help him get closer and closer to this possibility.
Jon is not the only one in the library, there are also several senior students who have no courses and are looking through the materials and completing the assignments assigned by the professor.
The surroundings were quiet except for the rustling sound of the quill rubbing against the parchment.
After understanding the effect of spells and wand gestures on spells, Jon had no intention of practicing spells in private without even systematically mastering a spell.
The consequences of a wrong spell or a wrong wand waving gesture are incalculable. The problem can be big or small. For Jon, who is now cautious and cautious, he would rather wait until Professor Flitwick actually starts teaching them spells before he treats other people.
A seemingly simple mantra to try.
But before that, he was still very interested in these spell books that recorded various conventional spells. In fact, before hands-on operation, theoretical knowledge was also indispensable.
Time gradually passed, and when lunch was approaching, Jon was the only one left in the library.
Just as he was pondering the pronunciation of the repair spell in the book "Standard Spells: Level Three", a small black shadow suddenly passed by the corner of his eye.
Jon was stunned for a moment, and when he looked towards the row of bookshelves again, he found nothing.
He put the book on the desk and stretched, thinking that his eyes were dazzled by reading for too long.
After taking a look at the time on the pendulum clock and feeling that the time was almost up, he stood up from the chair and put the spell book back on the bookshelf to its original place, just as he was leaving towards the outside of the library.
Suddenly, Jon felt the hem of his robe sink, as if something was crawling up his clothes!
The thing was very fast. Just when Jon noticed it, it had already crawled into the right pocket of the robe. And just when it climbed in and immediately wanted to get out, Jon had already reacted.
.
He stretched out his hand and directly covered the opening of his pocket. No matter how hard the creature inside struggled, it could not get out of his pocket.
With one hand, Jon grabbed the small, soft-touch thing that slipped into his pocket through his pocket, and with the other hand, he opened the opening of the pocket so that he could see this bold and reckless "
thief".
This is a creature covered with black down, with a long snout. At first glance, its mouth looks like a duck, and there is a pocket growing on its belly in front of it.
When Jon looked at it, it was frantically trying to stuff a crystal ball model about the size of a pigeon egg into the pocket in front of its belly. It was Neville's thank you for helping him guide the Transfiguration class a few days ago.