The content of the Transfiguration class has just begun. Hermione knows the answer to every simple question because she has previewed the entire semester. This is called being prepared. In the first class, Hermione impressed Professor McGonagall as a good student.
Influence.
However, not all teachers are as fair as Professor McGonagall. The next Potions class is simply a nightmare for Gryffindor students. It is still a combined class with Slytherin. They finally see how it is to have a biased teacher.
Get pain.
Yes, Professor Snape, as the head of Slytherin, is completely biased towards Slytherin students, and he also dislikes Harry Potter very much.
"In my class, you are not allowed to wave your magic wand or cast random spells." Then he glanced at everyone with a cold gaze: "I don't expect any of you to understand the profound and exquisite course of Potions.
But for some of the few students who are outstanding and truly talented, I can teach you everything. You can deceive all living beings, hide your appearance, seek good fortune and avoid disaster, and even live forever..." A very shocking opening of Potions, Snape left to the students
A deep impression.
Walking is windy and at the same time very eccentric.
However, Harry, who had just come down from the wonderful Transfiguration class, was obviously absent-minded. As a special student who had no preview and knew nothing about magic, he found that he had to learn too much, and he had not fully completed the handwriting in the Transfiguration class.
It was over, so he wanted to seize the time, so while the Potions teacher was boasting, he wrote furiously below, which was obviously a disrespect for the teacher.
"Obviously some people are born with extraordinary abilities and are so confident that they don't need to pay attention to lectures." Snape looked at Harry and was talking about him.
The black girl Grant, who was still sitting next to Harry, elbowed Harry to signal him to concentrate.
"Harry Potter, our great celebrity, now stand up and answer my question." "What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to a mugwort infusion?"
Harry looked confused, how did he know. Grant next to him and Hermione in the back seat both knew, but Professor Snape only wanted Harry to answer the question.
"If I asked you to find me a piece of bezoar, where would you go to find it?" For the second question, Snape pressed closer, almost putting his eyes on Harry's face.
Harry continued to shake his head.
"Then tell me what's the difference between Aconitum scapularis and Aconitum wolfsbane?"
"She knows Grant, why don't you let her answer?" Harry didn't like Snape either, and always felt that he was not a good person.
"No, Mr. Potter, I need your answer." "Obviously you don't know the answer. You know nothing about potions. Fame does not represent a person's ability." "Let me tell you that narcissus root powder is added to wormwood.
The infusion will become a powerful sleeping pill - water of life and death. Bezoar can be found in the stomach of cows and can detoxify. Finally, scapula and wolfsbane aconitum are actually the same thing, collectively called aconitum." He looked confused.
Such Harry Potter, Snape frowned and said: "Why don't you write these down?" "Now, sit down."
The Slytherin students all snickered, realizing that there was nothing special about the Boy-Who-Lived.
Hermione was even more speechless. The Boy-Who-Lived couldn't even understand such a simple question about feelings. Suddenly she felt confident. And Duran, who was passing by outside the door, said that he had not missed the clip of Snape training Harry. It was very strange.
Once you are satisfied, you have to continue giving gifts.
"Wow, it's a Muggle." Just as Duran was passing by in the corridor, a noisy voice sounded. It was one of the most troublesome existences for students in the castle.
If unruly students are afraid of Filch, then all students hate Peeves.
Because Peeves always plays pranks on students.
Now the students were in class. Peeves was bored and approached Duran. He saw right away that Dulan was not a magician. Peeves was not a ghost, but an elf. Peeves means naughty ghost. But elf
Goblins and other creatures are ugly, but their magic power is very powerful, and ordinary students are no match for them.
"I want to tell everyone that there is a Muggle in our great Hogwarts. I want to tell everyone that you are finished." Peeves roared loudly.
Dulan just smiled slightly: "Will you be satisfied then? I won't lose anything, and you won't gain anything. Can you tell me what's the point of promoting my identity?"
"You will be kicked out."
"Do you think Principal Dumbledore doesn't know my identity? Since he knows and keeps me here, it's impossible for me to be kicked out." Duran said firmly: "I'm afraid you have to give yourself another chance.
Find a reason."
...Peeves was just playing a prank. He had so many thoughts: "I just want to tell everyone that you are a Muggle."
"Then go ahead and tell me. It's not a secret anyway. On the contrary, I want to thank you for clarifying the facts for me so that I won't be misunderstood in the future."
Peeves rolled his eyes and the other party didn't care? Then he lost the fun of the prank.
Unhappy: "You are a Muggle, why are you in Hogwarts?"
"Because you need me?" Dulan said confidently: "Are you lonely? The students are all in class, and the ghosts have their own parties. They don't like you, and you can't trouble the teacher. You can only
A prank on students, right?" "I can feel your sadness and the pain under your playful smile. Your smile is just like you are crying."
...Silence, because what Dulan said was so right, Peeves was an outlier in school, and everyone disliked him. But he would not admit it, and he flew up and wanted to grab Dulan's hair: "You Muggle
, damn Muggles."
However, how could Dulan let him succeed? He wanted to play a prank on him, but Peeves was still 10,000 years early, so Dulan took action and hit Peeves in the face with a friendly fist, which scared him.
The Fist of Psychological Counseling (Physics).
Peeves was frightened. This Muggle was so strong that it could hit him. It hurt so much that his face felt swollen. Run quickly.
Hearing Peeves' movements, Filch ran over: "Sir, Peeves didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"It's okay, just saying hello."
Really? Filch felt strange. Peeves shouldn't have such a good temper.
After saying goodbye to Filch, Liu Adou came to Professor McGonagall's office. He was an old acquaintance. Professor McGonagall hadn't recognized Duran at a glance, "What can I do for you?"
"Professor McGonagall, it's been a long time, maybe ten years."
?Acquaintance? But I can't remember it. It was when Duran mentioned Ed that McGonagall remembered that he was also an outstanding student who graduated from Gryffindor.
Bill Weasley is a top student who has graduated from Gryffindor in recent years. As Bill's best companion, Ed's grades are not bad, and his transfiguration is very good. It can be said that he has received the approval of Professor McGonagall.
True biography.
"But you shouldn't be here?" Professor McGonagall said in surprise.
"Professor Dumbledore hired me as a psychological counselor at Hogwarts School, so I should be here." "Professor McGonagall, if you have any troubles or students have any psychological problems, you can come to see them.
My office is on the roof of the right tower."
"But the principal didn't announce it." Professor McGonagall said she didn't know anything.
"The principal does not need to announce. He secretly observes everyone's behavior and scores your mental health. I have discovered many problems. You wizards ignore your mental health too much. You must know that mental health is sometimes worse than physical health.
Be important."
He had no idea what Dulan was talking about, but he was just a doctor anyway, "I will confirm it with the principal, and if necessary, I will cooperate with your work."
Duran gave Professor McGonagall a Quidditch poster that he liked, got to know him, gave him a gift, and left.
A very good start. It seems that there will be no problem in finding Professor Snape in the afternoon.