Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 20 Why Mr.

About Zhang Xiao's performance in the Transformation class spread throughout the entire first-year little wizard at an extremely fast speed.

Zhang Xiao thinks the main reason is that many little wizards are shocked that Professor McGonagall can laugh!
After another day, Zhang Xiao had already got his first nickname in school - "Mr. Why".

Because he keeps asking why:
"Professor Flitwick, why do you need to cooperate with hand gestures when casting a spell? Will the spell hit hand gestures?"

"Professor Sprout, why can't these magic plants hybridize? Can you try grafting?"

"Professor Kettleburn, are these magical animals delicious? Can't they be eaten? What about sparkling wine?"

These problems always keep the professor silent for a long time, but he has to admit that although it sounds absurd, when you think about it carefully, these problems really exist.

There are thousands of spells, and the general posture is always inseparable from waving, shaking, lifting, and poking, so there will always be crashes, and do gestures really need to release the spell?

Professor Flitwick knew the answer, but the answer was too early for the little wizard, so the funny and kind dean had to change the subject bluntly and talk about the weather.

Can magic plants be grafted?I don't know, no one has tried it, because many magical plants are extremely precious, and it hurts to lose a leaf, so why would you be willing to graft it?

Compared with the question of whether magical animals taste good, Professor Kettleburn wants to know why they should be used to make wine?

After listening to Zhang Xiao's narration, the bearded old professor was obviously attracted by the key words in Zhang Xiao's description, such as "improving ability", "relieving fatigue", "removing rheumatism" and "warming the stomach".

Immediately decided to try it with the eight-eyed spider and the winged demon in his collection. If it was really effective, the old professor was going to challenge the giant monster again.

Even Malfoy was going to secretly write to his father, saying that he had overheard a "secret medicine formula" from the ancient East.

In this way, the time finally came to Thursday, and Zhang Xiao finally ushered in the first joint class with his Gryffindor friends - Potions class.

The Potions classroom is not far from the Slytherin common room, perhaps because both are converted from dungeons.

It's colder here than the castle keep above.Along the walls are glass jars filled with stuffed animals that are more chilling than the temperature.

In the low classroom, Harry and Ron squeezed away Malfoy, sat down next to Zhang Xiao, and happily chatted with him:
"Zhang, how are you doing? Did the Slytherins take revenge on you to stop them from bullying the new students?"

Zhang Xiaodun was surprised. Are Slytherin students so good at keeping secrets?

The fact that he became the boss of the first grade didn't get any news at all!

Shaking his head: "I won't be bullied, but you, Harry, you can be more casual in other classes, but you have to be careful in Potion class."

Harry lowered his body: "Do you think so too? I told Ron that I felt that Professor Snape didn't like me at the start-of-term banquet."

Ron said in confusion: "Why? Even if he is the head of Slytherin, there's no need to hate a Gryffindor student who hasn't met yet, right?"

Zhang Xiao couldn't say too much, so he could only vaguely say:
"The news I heard in Slytherin is said to be the grievances of the parents. Your father has a bad relationship with Professor Snape. I don't know the details."

my dad?Harry felt as if his heart had been pinched, he nodded silently, bit his lip, and quietly opened the book.

"Bang..." The basement door was pushed open heavily, and Professor Snape walked in quickly, with the black cloak fluttering in the wind behind him, like a huge bat gliding.

In the process of walking, he waved his wand casually, and the doors and windows of the classroom were forced to close by themselves.

He half leaned on the podium, and scanned the entire classroom with indifferent and gloomy eyes. The students who were shivering from the cold suddenly shivered, and hurriedly did their job properly.

"You have come here to learn the delicate science and exacting art of potion-making," he began, his voice almost above a whisper, like an aria.

"In my classes, there's no need to flick wands around stupidly, and I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of potions, and you don't really understand the liquid that goes into people's bodies, the mind-wrenching, disorienting kind magical power
I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death—but only if you're not one of the dumb fools I've been dealing with so often. "

After he finished his short opening remarks, the class fell silent.Harry and Ron were like little daughters-in-law, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, not even daring to breathe.

Malfoy raised his eyebrows, as if he was very interested in raising his prestige and brewing glory.Hermione Granger moved almost to the edge of the chair and leaned forward, looking eager to prove she wasn't a dumbass.

"Potter!" Snape said emphatically, and then asked softly, "What would I get if I added powdered daffodil root to an infusion of wormwood?"

What grass root powder is put in what solution?Harry's heart tightened, Zhang really hit the spot!His nervous face turned pale, and Hermione seemed to hear the sound of the starting gun, she raised her arms with a 'swish', almost pulling out an afterimage quickly.

Moreover, she stared at Zhang Xiao with slightly provocative eyes, as if she regarded him as an opponent.

Uh, Zhang Xiao looked at Hermione who kept raising her eyebrows at her silently, and then, under her surprised eyes, covered her face with her hands and slowly turned her body to avoid her sight.

coward!Hermione turned her head in disdain and raised her hand even higher.

Snape completely ignored the others, his deep black eyes like ancient wells moved back and forth on Harry's green pupils and black hair, his tone became more and more cold:
"Pote, then tell me about Aconitum aconitum and Wolfbane."

Snape stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, he twitched his nose twice, seemed a little puzzled, then drew out his wand and tapped it on his hooked nose.

Zhang Xiao looked at Snape in horror as if a police dog had discovered some contraband, walked quickly to the back of the classroom, stopped in front of his cauldron, and said darkly:

"Whose crucible is this?"

Zhang Xiao stood up slowly, and tried to convey her thoughts with eyes full of expectation, Dean, my own, Dean! ! !

"Professor, it's mine!"

It's over, I didn't wash the pot after eating hot pot before, and cleaned it up with an unskilled way, but even so, Snape's nose is too good!
Seeing that it was a Slytherin student standing up, Snape's cold eyes became a little gentler. He pursed his lips and raised his wand and swung it again. All kinds of lights suddenly appeared on the cauldron. point.

Hermione let out a soft "Yeah", covered her mouth and whispered, "Scaping Analysis Curse! The professor is analyzing the ingredients of the potion!"

Snape stared hard at the light spot on the cauldron for a long time, frowning more and more, and finally couldn't help asking:

"What potion did you boil in the cauldron?"

(End of this chapter)