"Oh, it hurts so much. Hannah, you struck too hard."
Elena traced her wrinkled little hair distressedly and complained pitifully in a low voice. For a moment, she even felt that her soul was almost pulled out by Hannah.
"Shh, be quiet."
Hannah raised her index finger, making a silent gesture, and tilted her head toward the podium in front and right.
The Potions classroom is much colder than the main castle building above. There are some animal and plant specimens soaked in glass jars placed along the wall. In addition, there is an indifferent professor with a paralyzed face in the classroom at the moment. This makes the entire underground
The classroom exudes a low-pressure and gloomy aura - even if a hundred ghosts were packed in this classroom like sardine cans, they probably wouldn't be able to create a more suffocating and depressing atmosphere.
All the little wizards behaved extremely well-behaved, talking carefully and softly, as if if their voices were just a little louder, Professor Snape sitting next to the podium would turn into a giant snake and swallow the loudest person in one bite.
Unfortunately, Snape next to the desk did not know what the young wizards were thinking. He was quietly looking at the student roster, his eyes passing through the classroom from time to time, his lips moving silently, obviously
I silently count the number of people in the classroom.
…Forty-nine, fifty, fifty-one, um, they’re all here.
Snape tapped his finger on the roster, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes - it was only a quarter of an hour before nine o'clock, and all the students in the class were already here. It seemed that this year's little devils at least had a good attitude.
It's pretty decent.
In a sense, this is finally good news.
"Very good, it seems that everyone has arrived."
Severus Snape stood up with the student roster, cleared his throat slightly, and then found to his dismay that almost all the children in the classroom, except for the silver-haired little witch, were trembling - he had
Is it so scary?
Perhaps he should ask Professor Dumbledore to add a rule to the school rules in the future, strictly prohibiting slandering or discrediting the image of any subject, especially the Potions professor, in any private setting.
Snape's cheeks trembled slightly, suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and continued speaking at his own pace.
"Before I start taking roll calls, I have a few classroom disciplines that need to be emphasized. Gentlemen and ladies, please remember them carefully. I will not repeat them a second time."
"First of all, you are not allowed to whisper in my class. If you want to speak, you need to raise your hand first, and you can only ask questions with my permission."
Snape glanced at the students sitting in the Potions classroom, and his eyes focused on the first-year wizards of Ravenclaw House for a while - as for Hufflepuff, these children have little spirituality.
Apart from being a bit bad and a little bored, overall he is quite obedient.
"Second point, don't try to be lazy by using the little tricks you learned in other classes, and don't foolishly try any spells that can assist the formation of potions. The only spells you need to use are cleansing spells and healing spells.
curse."
As Snape spoke, he looked up at Elena, who had a serious expression on her face.
Based on so many years of experience, young wizards who have shown outstanding talents in magic usually do not necessarily show corresponding talents in potions class - it is not that they are not talented enough, but because some children
They will always unconsciously use their talents to take advantage of others.
"The third point is also the most important point. Potions is the most rigorous and dangerous subject in the entire Hogwarts. Please strictly follow the steps I explain. Don't use your naive little minds to omit or add
Or modify my steps"
When he said this, Snape's tone was particularly gloomy.
Although he would emphasize this issue several times every year, the number of injuries in Potions class remained high. Those damn "genius" brats challenged Snape's knowledge of Potions again and again.
imagination.
——For example, in the process of brewing a tranquilizing potion, a destructive force comparable to an explosion curse occurred; a simple antipyretic potion was turned into a highly corrosive potion; while making a hair growth potion, an almost poisonous stun was developed
The terrible poisonous fog in the whole classroom...
Snape shook his head, suppressed the bad memories that were constantly surging in his mind, looked around at the young faces in the classroom, paused, and said softly with an indifferent expression:
"In the history of Hogwarts, there are many examples of injuries, disabilities and even deaths due to improper operation. I hope that at the end of this semester, none of you here will become one of them because of your own stupidity and carelessness.
"
Accompanied by Severus Snape's cold voice and his black eyes as deep and hollow as two dark tunnels, most young wizards couldn't help but shudder again, and their whole bodies seemed to shrink in size.
Same, nodding his head with fear on his face.
"Then, if there are no other questions, we will start roll call and grouping."
Snape raised his eyebrows. If it could make these children less stupid and incorrect, let alone intimidation, he felt that even a more severe reprimand was necessary.
Due to the uneven foundation of young wizards, the teaching method for potions classes in lower grades is generally to use pairs of pairs to operate together. In this way, accidents can be more effectively prevented - after all
The chance of two people making mistakes at the same time is much smaller than the chance of one person making mistakes. (Note: Click to expand)
At this moment, at the back right of the classroom, a dangling white forearm was raised high, like a seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, swaying with the waves, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, dancing in the waves...
Snape squinted his eyes and followed the dangling arms to the delicate little face and the little blond Luoli next to him who was trying hard to pull Elena's hand out of the air.
"Do you have any dissatisfaction or doubts about the classroom discipline I just mentioned? Miss Kaslana."
"Yes, Professor Snape, I am a little confused."
Elena looked at Hannah next to her with "everything is under control", nodded and replied.
"You said before that you can't whisper to each other, but if I find a nearby classmate making an operational error during the operation, can I remind him in time to avoid subsequent accidents?"
Hearing Elena's question, Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Of course, if they are really stupid and can't even copy it, at least guide them to the level of ordinary people. This will be a safer choice for both themselves and you."
In so many years, this is the first time that the little wizard has asked him this at the beginning of the course - although the question is boring, it at least proves that the child has seriously thought about the course requirements he mentioned, instead of just listening.
The legendary [Dead Point Deduction in Potions Class] - has been leveraged.
Elena's eyes lit up and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
The reason why Professor Snape's point deduction standard has been a very terrible dead end for so many years.
This is mainly due to his 360° point deduction reason:
Points will be deducted if you ask questions, points will be deducted if you don't ask questions; points will be deducted if you ask questions, and points will be deducted if you don't ask questions; and people around you should not ask questions, otherwise, points will be deducted if you remind them, and points will be deducted if you don't remind them...
——No matter what method the little wizards use to defend themselves, the experienced Professor Snape will always find a flaw.
However, after gathering the wisdom of many "pseudo-wizards who have not received Hogwarts admission notices", people have long summarized and discussed various simple and effective countermeasures.
"Actually, I have another question, which may offend you a little bit."
Elena blinked, and said softly and cautiously like a timid deer, "But I think it is very necessary to raise it before class, Professor Snape, you see..."
"If you have any questions, just ask. The prerequisite is that it is related to Potions class."
Snape frowned and said impatiently.
"That's the last question, by the way."
Snape lowered his head and looked into Elena's clear eyes. After thinking for a while, he added an additional sentence - for some reason, there was a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart, as if something was starting to get out of control.
Elena smiled sweetly, stood up, raised her head and looked at Professor Snape innocently, asking cutely like a curious baby in kindergarten.
"I have heard from seniors in various houses that Professor Snape is particularly partial to Slytherin House. Therefore, students from other houses are very easy to find fault in your classes. If they are not careful, they will be
Imprisonment or deduction of points.”
As Elena's voice fell, the whole classroom was in an uproar.
Almost all the little wizards turned around and looked at the silver-haired little witch who was looking at Professor Snape as if they were looking at a martyr or a hero - it can only be said that, as expected, she almost broke through Slater.
The eldest sister of Forestry College?
"Um?!"
Snape's face finally changed, the veins on his forehead popped out slightly, and he let out an unhappy snort. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Elena with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Elena, are you crazy? What are you doing?"
And Hannah, who was sitting next to Elena, was almost scared to tears. She pulled Elena's arm with both hands, trying to save her best friend who suddenly seemed to have lost her mind next to her from the edge of death - that kind of...
The feeling of being stared at by a snake was so terrifying that she didn't even dare to move her eyes in the direction of Professor Snape.
"but!"
Facing Professor Snape, whose face was clouded, and the atmosphere in the classroom becoming increasingly stagnant, Elena smiled slightly and continued in a relaxed tone:
"But... I have always believed that a respectable elder who can calm down and study knowledge; a potion master who can understand the beauty of the slowly simmering cauldron emitting white smoke and releasing bursts of fragrance; a potions master;
A magic artist who can understand the magic of liquid that flows into people's blood, making people's hearts flutter and confusing their will. No matter what, he cannot be the cold-blooded and unreasonable person they say."
"Therefore, if possible, could you please delay a little and tell us about the deduction and bonus points in your potions class, so that we can better abide by classroom disciplines."