Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 455 Potions Lesson

Outside the Charms professor's office, Franklin was waiting for Mike in the office alone, while Clark ran to study.

Students in the sixth and seventh grades of Hogwarts have a lot of free time. Part of this is because many students have been disqualified from elective courses due to their grades, but more of the reason is that NWET courses are too difficult. Yes, most professors have taken the initiative to reduce the course density and teaching progress, so that students can have more time to absorb and digest current knowledge.

Many students with poor self-control began to act recklessly after gaining so much free time. Their attention shifted from studying to novels, shopping, wizard chess and even love, especially love. The ratio of student couples in the grade is frighteningly high. Unlike Muggle society, which breaks up after graduation, due to the particularity and closedness of wizard society, most of these student couples can enter the palace of marriage.

In fact, a considerable part of the couples in the wizarding society met on campus, such as Harry's parents, and Neville and Ron's parents.

Mike even suspected that this might be a conspiracy created by the Ministry of Magic to increase the fertility rate. After all, young people of this age basically have no fun other than dating once they are free.

Moreover, their minds are immature in this grade, so boys and girls don't know restraint and safety measures, and they can easily kill people, and in the end they can only become parents early (abortion is illegal in the wizarding world!).

But there are also a small number of students who have always focused on their studies. They are either because of family pressure or because of their amazing self-control, but no matter what, they are the future of the wizarding world.

Clark belongs to this type of person. In fact, it is very rare for him to be able to save time to interact with Mike. You must know that he will graduate this year.

And Clark's departure also made Franklin a little bored. He had been waiting here for almost half an hour, and he really didn't understand what was the matter between Mike and Professor Flitwick that needed to be talked for so long.

Franklin leaned his back against the wall, staring blankly at the door of the office.

The next moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, Franklin was refreshed, and just as his pupils re-condensed, he saw Professor Flitwick rushing out of the door at a terrifying speed that almost turned into an afterimage, and ignored the door Franklin rushed directly to the stairs.

Immediately afterward, Mike also walked out with a smile. He saw Franklin looking at the back of Professor Flitwick with a look of astonishment, and explained first:

"Professor Flitwick he's going to be late for class."

Franklin stared stiffly at the clock hanging on the wall, and murmured:
"Isn't he late?"

"Oh, is that so? That's really bad."

"It's pretty bad. Only students are late for class. This is the first time I've heard of a professor being late."

Mike was amused by Franklin and chuckled a few times, and he took Franklin back to the Ravenclaw lounge after his emotions calmed down a bit.

Since both of them gave up a large number of elective courses, they had no classes for the whole morning.

Naturally, Mike would not waste such a long period of free time. After returning to the Ravenclaw lounge, he went directly to the secret place of the Masonic Society, and started further training on spells in the spell practice square.

As for Franklin, he went to the Quidditch pitch for training.

Because the previous captain finally graduated, the current captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team has become Cedric's fiancée Qiu Zhang, but Qiu Zhang, who is already in seventh grade this year, obviously prefers to put his mind on In terms of learning, she has delegated a lot of power to the team, including the selection of players.

The reason why Franklin came over today was to discuss with other senior players how to select new players this year.

It was not until noon that the two returned to Hogwarts for lunch.

During the period, Franklin talked to Mike about their schedule plan for this year, and claimed that they will definitely be able to regain the Quidditch trophy this year.

This made Mike a little speechless. He shook his head with a smile, but saw that the students around him were happily talking to each other. With laughter.

This scene made Mike feel a little emotional.

Nowadays, the entire wizarding world is terrified by the return of Voldemort, but Hogwarts has firmly protected these students inside like a protective spell, so that their lives will not be disturbed.

It would be a pity if such a place was destroyed.

Mike thought so.

……

After lunch break, Mike finally ushered in his first class of the new semester - Potions.

The teaching location of this course is still the basement close to Slytherin College. When Mike and Franklin came to the corridor in front of the basement together, they found that there were already a dozen people gathered here talking and laughing.

The arrival of Mike and Franklin quickly attracted their attention, and several Ravenclaw students came up and greeted Mike excitedly.

After greeting them, Mike looked back at the crowd, and found the Salvation Trio in an outer corner.

Harry looked much better than yesterday, at least he had a smile on his face now, while Hermione kept flipping through his potions textbook, muttering plausibly while reading I was reading something, and from time to time I would close the book, raise my head and close my eyes and mutter to myself, as if I was reciting the text.

As for Ron, he still looked heartless. At this moment, he was chatting excitedly with a short-haired black boy next to him. Mike guessed that the topic between them must be Quidditch.

"Hey, Harry."

Mike stepped forward to say hello with a smile. The latter was taken aback when he heard the words, and then a brighter smile appeared on his face.

"Mike! You also took Potions Advancement class? Oh! Look at what i said, you will definitely take it."

"I also guessed that you would definitely choose Potions after the admission standard for the Potions Advanced Class was lowered." Mike said with a smile, "I also guessed that you definitely didn't prepare any textbooks."

"Um, that's true. Although you reminded me during the summer vacation, I still didn't expect that I could continue to take Potions class, so... But don't worry, Professor McGonagall said that I can ask Si Professor Lughorn for a while."

"I don't think you need to borrow from him." Mike said, taking out a crumpled book "Advanced Potion Making" and a brand new balance from his pocket, and handed it over, "This is I think you can use the second-hand books I picked up a few years ago."

"Thank you... thank you."

Harry took the book, but the smile on his face was a little stiff.

Looking at the torn pages of the book that were about to fall apart (it wasn’t so torn at first, but it became like this after being read by the Freemasons), Mike quickly realized that Harry had misunderstood, and quickly explained :
"Oh, sorry Harry. I hope you don't misunderstand me. I gave you the old book because it has a lot of previous notes from a certain senior. I think they should help you. It has no other meaning at all. Um, or you can use it Give it a shot first, and then write to Lihen Bookstore to order a new book."

The expression on Harry's face suddenly relaxed, and he said with some guilt and embarrassment:
"I'm sorry Mike, you know that's not what I meant."

"It's ok."

Mike and Harry looked at each other and smiled, and at this time Ron also leaned over, his expression a little disappointed, because he didn't have any textbooks, but obviously Mike didn't prepare his share.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and asked:

"Mike, you mean you already got this book? But...why? I mean, hasn't the Potions class started this year? You don't have to..."

Before he could finish his words, Hermione, who was reciting the text, laughed. She glanced at Ron with the eyes of a slug, and said disdainfully:
"That's why you don't get excellent Potions, because you never try to preview what you haven't learned yet."

Ron's face was flushed by what he said, but he didn't dare to attack here again. He could only wait for Hermione with big round bell-like eyes, and Hermione was also staring at him. , as if whoever blinks first loses.And Harry on the side looked a little embarrassed, because he was the same as Ron.

At this time, someone shouted that class was about to start. Hermione and Ron guessed that the staring challenge was over, rubbed their dry eyes and followed the crowd into the underground classroom.

As soon as he walked into the basement, Mike saw a chubby belly. After a closer look, he found that it was Slughorn. He was enthusiastically guarding the classroom door, welcoming every student who came to class.

Looking at the students who saluted him in return, he seemed very happy.

Especially when Mike and Harry greeted him, he laughed so much that his two walrus mustaches kept shaking.

The Potions classroom at this time has also changed a lot compared to before. It used to be dark and gloomy here, and Snape was like a bat afraid of light, forbidding the students to light open flames in the classroom, even if it was true. For lighting, it is necessary to use magic flames with extremely low temperature. The light emitted by those pale green flames is cold. Combined with the glass jar specimens placed on the surrounding shelves, the Potions Classroom is vividly transformed into a living room. A necromancer necromancer's necromancer laboratory of horrors from the Middle Ages.

But it's different now, Slughorn's taste is obviously different from Snape's. Not only did he remove those shelves, but he also arranged many magic lamps emitting warm yellow lights around the classroom, illuminating the entire classroom. It's warm.And at this time, the Potions classroom is still filled with a lot of water vapor. If it weren't for the various weird smells in the air, Mike would definitely think of this place as a large bathroom.

He took a closer look, only to find that there were several bubbling crucibles in the classroom, and the strange smell and steam in the classroom came from here.

There were already several Slytherins sitting here in the classroom at this time, and it was obvious that they took advantage of the geographical advantage to get here first.

Different from the ordinary courses in the past, NEWT Potions class is taught by the four colleges together, because Potions is too difficult and requires too much Galleon, not to mention the Snape period in the past, even now Slughorn took the initiative to lower the entry standards for the Potions NEWT course, and not many people were willing to come to the class.

Mike, Franklin and others quickly walked into the classroom. They passed through a cauldron, but when they passed a golden cauldron near the Gryffindor table, everyone stopped.

Because the smell in the crucible was so good, Mike even smelled the smell of unlit Cuban cigars inside, which made him take two puffs after quitting smoking for a long time.

The expressions of the others were also similar, all of them were intoxicated. Harry and Ron even closed their eyes, raised their heads and sucked heavily.

This made Mike immediately vigilant. After all, these people are not addicted to cigarettes, and there is no reason why they would be addicted to the smell of cigars.

He immediately looked at the golden cauldron, and when he saw the spiraling white steam above the crucible, Mike showed a suddenly enlightened expression.

What is boiling in this cauldron is a love potion!
Mike swallowed his saliva, and took a last breath of the intoxicating aroma, and then forced Franklin, who was still unwilling to leave, to the long table of Ravenclaw.

"Hey! Mike, what are you doing? I want to smell it a little longer."

Franklin complained dissatisfiedly, but when he heard that Mike rolled his eyes, he asked with a strange smile:

"Really? What did you smell just now?"

"What's the question you're asking? Isn't that what Potterby's Magic Hair Softener asked?"

Mike said in a daze:
"Why do you smell hair softener? Also, how do you remember that smell when you don't use hair softener at all with your hair?"

"It's because Klym..."

Franklin's words generally stopped, but Mike still understood what he meant. He looked at Franklin with a teasing look on his face, and the latter's dark face was also rarely flushed.

At this time, the others were also seated. Harry and Ron sat on the edge of the golden cauldron, while the others could only reluctantly return to their seats in their respective colleges.

Seeing that everyone was taking their positions, Professor Slughorn returned to the podium with a smile.

"Okay, okay," Slughorn said to everyone through the steaming steam, "Students, please take out your scales, medicine bags and your "Advanced Potion Making"... Oh! Yes Harry, Professor McGonagall told me that you don't seem to have any textbooks. Don't worry, boy, you don't have to worry at all. You can use the raw materials in the storage cupboard today, and I can lend you scales and old books."

"Uh, thank you for your kindness." Harry said hesitantly, "but I already have the textbook now, and Mike lent it to me. But Ron doesn't have it yet, can you lend it to him?"

"Is that so?" The expression on Slughorn's face was somewhat disappointed, he squinted his eyes and glanced at Ron, and then said in a flat tone, "Okay then, Romy, go get it, Reserve The locker is over there."

(End of this chapter)