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It wasn't until Friday afternoon that under Claire's strong request, Rosie set foot on the way to the Potions classroom.

"You have already deducted thirty points from Gryffindor. If you are deducted again, you will be hostile to those students who value house points!" Claire said.

The Potions classroom is in the underground of Hogwarts. From the map, it is also part of the Slytherin dungeon.

Of course, not the hidden snow area.

Walking on the dark and damp stone steps, you will step on dark green moss from time to time, which feels slippery to the touch.

"The environment here is terrible!"

Rossi muttered softly, "I don't know how Slytherin students can bear this kind of environment all the year round."

Claire laughed lowly: "That's why they became so insidious and treacherous."

The one who spoke was the Slytherin boy who had been bullied by Rosie in Muggle Studies class.

Sure enough, Snape didn't believe Rosie's words at all: "Ridiculous! Do you think I would believe such nonsense?"

The moment he saw him, Rossi suddenly remembered the rumors he had heard from others that he might teach 28 hours a day.

Rossi, who secretly regretted it, forcibly resisted the urge to shake her head and leave, and made an excuse with a dry smile: "I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't find it here last class, so I couldn't come to class."

"Of course, if such a thing happens."

Hearing his words, all the students in the classroom couldn't help but gasp.

Rossi took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Professor Snape, in fact, I was detected by my family since I was a child. I have no talent in potions, and I can't even make normal potions at all, so I don't think it is necessary for me to be in the magic potion." Waste of time in medicine class."

Uh... I will never talk about others behind their backs again!
Rossi looked sideways at Claire, only to see him stick out his tongue playfully.

So Rosie's laughter, although small, is still very obvious in this environment.

Who the hell is making a small report at such a big age!
Looking at the boy who looked at her provocatively and didn't know his name, Rossi couldn't help being speechless.

Due to Snape's icy aura, all the students who entered this classroom became silent, and found their own seats to sit quietly without saying a word.

"Select three dried nettles with a rhizome diameter of 2mm, take the middle part of the rhizome 1cm, add it to a mortar, and grind it into a fine powder."

He walked quickly to the low cabinet next to the wall, picked out a large pile of potion making materials from it, and placed it in front of Rossi.

"Finally, wave the wand and place the cauldron in high-pressure mode, allowing the potion to rapidly form."

Hey, I still don't believe it, it's time for you to see what a skill lock is!

"On the way here, we heard from Rosie that the environment in the Slytherin dungeon is terrible, and she doesn't want to set foot at all. The people in our college have become insidious and treacherous because they live here!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Rossi's mind, and he immediately remembered the photos of "Flamel's Notes" included in the system folder.

Fortunately, Flamel made enough detailed notes, which not only drew the appearance of dried nettles, but also described in detail its morphological characteristics and the differences with its similar species.

"Merlin's beard! What's going on?"

Silently making such a mouth shape, Rossi smiled confidently, and turned to look at Snape, "Then if my words are confirmed, I hope Professor Snape will allow me not to come to Potions class in the future, and put the The deducted college points will be added back."

As an expert in Potions, Snape would never believe such an outrageous thing.

Snape folded his hands on his chest and said indifferently.

Claire quietly pulled down Rosie's sleeve, and anxiously shook her head at Rosie who was looking sideways, signaling her to apologize to Snape.

Snape's expression was as cold as ice, and there was no warmth in his tone.

"No, Professor, that's not Rosie..."

However, the materials put into the crucible gurgled for a while in the boiling special soup, but there was still no sign of fusion.

The scene before them made the students doubt their knowledge of potions.

"Heh, isn't this an excellent Auror from the Ministry of Magic? Why, are you willing to condescend to come to my Potions class today?"

"Every step of the operation is perfect, and finally activated the high-voltage mode with magic power. How can I not get the potion? It's not magic at all!!"

If I had known this earlier, I should have been more resolute just now, not to waste time talking, but also to be ridiculed by him.

Hmm~ If the rumors are true, it's normal to have a greasy head, and you're lucky if it doesn't fall off!
Thinking of this, Rossi couldn't help but smiled slightly.

Every time Snape said a step, Rosie followed it exactly. Even the movement of waving her wand was copied exactly after asking Snape.

Snape said coldly, "I don't think this kind of thing that can be memorized by taking notes usually has much to do with talent."

Rosie looked at Snape sincerely, and murmured amusedly in his heart: He must think that I will not cry when I see the coffin, right?
Snape looked at Rosie with a gloomy expression, and a few seconds later, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"If I confirm that you are lying, then Gryffindor will deduct [-] points for your lying!"

Snape turned around sharply, his eyes fixed on Rosie's face.

As soon as the words came out, Rossi immediately heard an uproar behind him.

In an instant, everyone in the classroom, including the Slytherin students, became overbearing and did not dare to speak out.

Walking into the classroom, Snape stood quietly in front of the blackboard with a head of hair that hadn't been washed for a long time.

"Because of your indecent words, Gryffindor will deduct fifty points!"

Flicking quickly with her fingers hidden under the desk, Rosie quickly found the record about dried nettles in her notes.

Snape said coldly, "I don't think that's a reason for you not to take Potions class."

"What? Are you waiting for me to process the materials for you?"

Claire got up to explain, but was pulled back to the chair by Rosie.

"notes?"

Listening to this yin and yang irony, Rossi suddenly felt depressed.

Rossi muttered something in his heart, raised his head and looked at Snape with sincere and innocent eyes:
"No, professor, even if the best potion master teaches you step by step, I still can't make the simplest blood-replenishing potion."

"Do not worry!"

"Heat at low temperature for 30 seconds, then add 3 parts of dried nettle powder to the crucible, and heat at high temperature for 15 seconds."

This allowed Rossi to accurately find the dried nettles from the pile of materials in front of him.

"Talent is not the only criterion for judging a person's ability."

"Then you guide me to try? Actually, if possible, I would like to learn how to make potions too!"

The leading Slytherin prefect gave Rosie and the others a vicious look, apparently overhearing their conversation.

Just after handling this according to Snape's request, he heard him speak again:
"Put 3 parts of bat spleen into the crucible, add 2 pairs of puffer fish eyes into the mortar and grind them into fine powder, then take two parts of the powder into the crucible and stir well."

Just at this moment, a group of people passing by the intersection happened to run into the Slytherins who were in the same class.

Watching the decoction in the cauldron slowly boil away, Snape couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Uh... Which is the dried nettle?
Looking at the table full of materials in front of her, Rossi couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

After waiting for a few seconds, Snape, who didn't see Rosie's rebuttal, looked at her with a bit of disgust:

After a moment of silence, he still said unwillingly:

"I'll prepare the materials for you, and you're only responsible for making them!"

"Okay, then I'll trouble Professor Snape."

Rosie nodded briskly, watching Snape handle the materials with his slender and white hands with a satisfied face.

As for herself, under the supervision of the other party, she easily put the processed materials into the crucible, adjusted the heat, and finally waved her wand.