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Chapter 238 The Professor's Favorite Smell

Ever since Elena's voice fell, the entire Potions classroom fell into a state of silence.

If it was just the cold feeling of a hundred ghosts crowded in the classroom before, then the current atmosphere is like instantly entering the Azkaban wizard prison surrounded by dementors.

The whole class either looked at Elena with complicated eyes, or exchanged uneasy glances.

And more little wizards looked at Professor Snape who stood up from the edge of the podium with fear on their faces. They subconsciously hid back, fearing that Professor Snape would accidentally judge him as the white one.

Mao Tuanzi’s accomplice.

It's over... Elena, this brainless idiot.

Before she could cover Elena's mouth, Hannah let out a whine, her arms hanging down weakly, and her heart filled with despair.

That is the legendary dean of Slytherin House, the most unkind person, and the coldest Potions Professor in the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This kind of incomprehensible compliment and almost contradictory question, no matter how you think about it, will only cause trouble.

More serious consequences, right?

No, no, the key to the problem now is that Elena actually revealed that thing that everyone knew but no one dared to say in front of Professor Snape - Professor Snape is a biased and willful person.

Crazy devil.

This kind of thing about exposing people's shortcomings and nicknames, even if Elena is cursed in anger, Hannah will not be surprised.

"Respectable elder? Potions master? Magic artist?"

Snape raised his eyebrows, glanced at Elena with some amusement, curled his lips, and said slowly.

"Tsk, tsk - unfortunately, I don't think I can deserve these resounding titles."

Ever since he came to Hogwarts as the Potions Professor ten years ago, Snape had encountered many glib and clever little guys who disguised themselves as potions enthusiasts in order to get extra preferential treatment.

Unfortunately, however, usually one or two simple questions will turn their little cleverness into stupidity.

"Of course, because a true master always has the heart of a disciple."

Elena nodded without hesitation, letting out rainbow farts one after another, her eyes full of sincerity.

"However, this does not prevent me, a young wizard who is full of love and pursuit of potions, from expressing my respect for you through my actions. In my opinion, as the youngest dean and professor in the history of Hogwarts, if

If you can't live up to these titles, then there may not be many people in the magic world who can be called masters."

There is no doubt that deep down in Severus Snape's heart, there definitely lives a middle-class and arrogant soul.

This can be illustrated by the shameful naming methods like Shen Feng Wu Ying and Half-Blood Prince, or the awkward mentality of clearly protecting all students but having to act like they don't really care at all.

Therefore, according to the opinions provided by countless [Snape Strategy Team] experts, the most important point in dealing with Professor Snape is: you must be as shameless and disgusting as possible. Most people who are cold on the outside and hot on the inside will not treat other people's

Good intentions are almost irresistible - of course, some subsequent necessary devilish methods are equally important.

"..."

"..."

Including Snape, everyone in the classroom began to look at him more and more complicatedly.

For this group of simple wizards living in England in the 1990s, Elena's shameless dog-licking behavior is really too difficult to tolerate and judge.

"Elena." After a moment or two of silence, Snape suddenly said, "Since you mentioned twice the wonderful fragrance of potions brewed in the crucible... If you can answer which potion I like best?

Taste, I will make an exception and explain to you the evaluation criteria for deducting and adding points for Potions class - if not, then..."

As Snape spoke, he slowly walked up to Elena and twitched the corner of his mouth meaningfully - whether he was an annoying little liar or a child who really liked potions, it only took one question to tell the difference.

come out.

——What's Professor Snape's favorite potion flavor?

Hannah, who was sitting next to Elena, was startled and glanced at Elena worriedly. How could she answer such a question? Since such a question was asked, there must be no correct answer from the beginning!

?

"Love Potions? Or, to be more precise, Amortentia? Professor Snape."

Elena's eyes flickered, and she suppressed the standard answer that she almost blurted out [the smell of Lily Evans], bowed gracefully, and answered confidently.

Amortentia, the most effective love potion in existence.

This potion has a unique mother-of-pearl luster, and the vapor rises in a spiral shape. It can make the user feel a strong obsession or infatuation. Although this is not actually true love, it is definitely a way to gain favor.

The way.

And the most important thing is that the smell of love potions is completely different for different people - it all depends on what different people like best, even if they don't realize they like it at the time.

"...The smell of love potion?"

Hearing Elena's answer, Snape's cold eyes suddenly fell into a trance for a moment, and then he quickly recovered, "A very tricky answer. However, the answer is correct."

Snape nodded noncommittally and said softly, with a trace of imperceptible satisfaction flashing in his eyes - Well, although this child is a little reckless, he is not hopeless compared to most of the idiots.

.

Phew...saved.

Hannah breathed a sigh of relief. With her terrifying posture just now, she was almost thinking about whether to confess to stealing the potion to help Elena attract Professor Snape's anger.

However, since Elena gave the correct answer, Professor Snape naturally would not continue to embarrass her.

Professor Snape took a deep look at Elena in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said calmly.

"As for the questions you asked before, I can answer you very clearly. As long as you abide by the three classroom disciplines I mentioned before, you will not be deducted points. As for extra points... it is very simple. If your operations can exceed

My expectations made me think it would be valuable to add and improve it into subsequent potions teaching."

"Now, are there any other questions?"

"No more, Professor Snape."

Elena sat down obediently. She had already obtained the desired result, so it was naturally the wisest choice to stop when she was ready.

Since Professor Snape has personally formulated the rules, he must take the lead in abiding by the rules, and finding loopholes and balance points in the rules can be said to be the basic skill of every demon king. (Note: Temporarily omitted here due to mental illness

someone removed)

"Very good, then, let's start the roll call and grouping. Let me think about it, if there are fifty-one people in total, then..."

Snape nodded with satisfaction, picked up the roster, flipped through it, and said softly.

"Elena Kaslana, pack up your cauldron and things and sit next to my table. I think that based on your potions class foundation, you don't need to team up with other students. You should be able to complete it alone.

The corresponding course requirements are in place.”

After saying that, Snape took out his wand and waved it deftly, and an old wooden table instantly moved from the end of the classroom to the front of the classroom.

It happened to stop a little in front of Snape's desk, and it happened to be in a lonely position that could be seen by everyone - just like the one that Elena had occasionally sat on when she was in school in her previous life, the kind that was close to the podium.

getaway paradise】.

"Huh?!" Elena's expression froze.

This seems to be slightly different from what she imagined?

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Gu~

No matter what happened before, from now on, everyone will be fat and round-faced.

Since they are all fat chickens with round faces, then don’t do such cruel things as killing each other. Stewing Bengu is also stewing yourselves!! If you see someone talking about stewing fat chickens in the future, you must do it for

For your own interests, rise up and resist!!!

Aha~ I’m such a witty little cutie~

Please tell me, please give me a monthly ticket~


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