Big boss in the world of harry potter

Harry Potter, a child called the"Savior" by the wizards in the wizarding world. In the past eleven years of his gloomy life, he has never felt anything like this. It can be said that he is truly the center of attention. He still remembered the scene when he was brought into the Leaky Cauldron by Hagrid: people rushed to shake his hand and express their respect to him. Although I really can't remember anything I did that made these wizards admire me so much. But what the hell.

Harry only knew that he was content and happy now. He dared to say that last night's dinner was the best and most filling meal he had ever had in his life. kindness? Fullest? Sorry, I should be the most supportive.

The little wizards here are friendly - except for the pretty guy on the train. He made his first friends his own age on the train. The thought of never having enough to eat, never having to face Dudley's punches, never facing the cynicism of the Dursleys, never again facing Aunt Maggie's dog. Thinking of this, Harry felt as if he was in a dream.

But Harry soon began to feel uncomfortable.

The next morning, from the moment Harry walked out of the dormitory, some whispers had been surrounding his ears. And Harry could feel almost everyone looking at his scar. During and after class, a large group of young wizards would crowd at the door to get a glimpse of Harry's true face. There would be people walking around him in the corridor staring at him. There would even be a group of people standing outside the door when he went to the toilet.

To be honest, Harry kind of missed the Dursleys' stairwell. Of course, that's just talk. Not everyone can adapt quickly from one extreme to another. Fortunately, he has a friend named Ron who is always by his side to help him out.

Although it was irritating and embarrassing to be treated like a rare animal, Harry could sense that they meant no harm. There was no malice, but Harry was really fed up with this feeling. It was the fourth day since he came to school, and the number of people around him had not decreased at all.

In order to avoid these"Harry Potter watchers" Harry had to make a dangerous decision: go to class at the right time. His new friend Ron seemed a little dissatisfied with this.

But Harry forgot one very important thing: he was not familiar with this school where magic is everywhere. He needs to know how long it takes to get to each classroom, and he also needs to know the specific routes and how to take some stairs so that he can"go to class at the right time."

But he couldn't do it, and neither could his friend Ron. So naturally they were late for Transfiguration class on Thursday morning.

Professor McGonagall is a very strict witch, Harry knew this when he first met Professor McGonagall.

Perhaps thanks to the famous name of the"Savior", Professor McGonagall did not punish them.

What troubles Harry is not Professor McGonagall, but a little witch named Hermione Granger.

Although he had witnessed Miss Granger's nagging on the train, Harry still couldn't stand her nagging in his and Ron's ears over and over again, telling him that this was wrong and that they shouldn't be.

So Harry and Ron decided to stay as far away from the preachy Miss Granger as possible.

Friday was an important and memorable day for Harry and Ron, because they finally found the right way to the Great Hall for once without losing their way.

"What classes do we have today?"Harry asked Ron sitting opposite him while dealing with an apple pie.

"In the morning, I had Potions class with Slytherin, two classes in a row."Ron's mouth was full of food, which made it difficult for Harry to listen to him.

"Snape was the head of Slytherin, and I heard he was particularly partial to Slytherin students. We'll see if that's the case in a moment."

At this time, a female voice intervened:"Oh, yes, I also heard Solim say that Professor Snape is very partial to the students of his college and is very unfriendly to Gryffindor. Thorim said that Professor Snape would find every opportunity to deduct points from Gryffindor."

Harry and Ron knew who she was when they heard the voice. The two looked at each other and prepared to continue dealing with the food in their hands.

"Wait, you mean Snape is going to pick on us?"

"Yes, Solim said that, so last night he helped Neville and I teach the 'notes' in Potions class, and with his help, Neville no longer had to fry the potion when he made it.."Hermione glanced at Neville sitting next to her.

"Wait, Hermione, who is this Solim you are talking about? Ron asked."Also, you said he helped you and Neville with potions lessons?""

"Were you sleeping during the sorting ceremony? He was the one who kept talking. And he's Neville's cousin"

"I remember he seemed to be a Slytherin."

Harry and Ron looked at Neville together.

Neville nodded,"Yes, he is my cousin."

"Neville, how come you have a Slytherin cousin? All the students in that house will become black in the future.……"Before Ron could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of an owl flapping its wings.

Harry was used to it by now. But during breakfast on the first day. A hundred or so owls suddenly flew into the restaurant, which really startled him. The owls flew around the dinner table until they found their respective owners, dropping letters or packages into their laps.

So far, Hedwig hadn't brought Harry anything. Sometimes it would fly in and peck Harry's ears, ask for a small bite of toast, and then fly back to the owl house to sleep with the other owls on campus. But this morning, it fluttered down between the jam plate and the sugar bowl and placed a note on Harry's plate. Harry opened the note immediately

"What did you write?"Ron turned his head and looked at the note in Harry's hand.

"Hagrid, it's Hagrid, he asked me to come to his place in the afternoon. Harry borrowed a quill from Ron and hurriedly wrote on the back of the note:"Okay, I'd be happy to. See you soon.""Then he let Hedwig fly away.

At the opening party, Harry felt that Professor Snape didn't like him. At the end of the first Potions class, he realized that he was wrong. Professor Snape was not I don't like him, but I hate him.

Potions class is held in an underground classroom. It is colder than the main building of the castle above. Glass jars are placed along the wall, and the animal specimens soaked in them are even more shuddering.

Snee Like Flitwick, Pugh picked up the register as soon as class began, and like Flitwick, he always paused when Harry's name was called.

"Oh, yes," he whispered,"Harry Potter, this is our new arrival - a famous character."

Draco Malfoy and his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, covered their mouths with their hands and giggled. After Snape called the names, he looked up at the whole class, his eyes as black as Hagrid's , but there is no warmth like Hagrid's. His eyes are cold and empty, making you think of two dark tunnels

"You are here to learn the precise science and exacting craft of potion making.

he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, but everyone caught his every word.

Like Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape had the intimidating ability to effortlessly keep order in the classroom.

Power.

" Since there's no silly wand waving here, there are many of you who won't believe this is magic.

I don’t expect you to truly appreciate the beauty of the slowly simmering cauldron emitting white smoke and bursts of fragrance.

You won’t truly understand the wonder of the liquid flowing into people’s blood vessels, which makes people’s hearts wander and their wills blur.

magic.

I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death - but only if you are not the stupid fool I often encounter.

"

After he finished his short opening remarks, the whole class fell silent. Harry and Ron raised their eyebrows and exchanged glances. Hermione Granger almost moved to the edge of the chair and leaned forward, seemingly eager to prove herself. Not a fool, a fool

"Potter! Snape said suddenly,"What would I get if I added narcissus root powder to a mugwort infusion?""

What kind of grass root powder is put into what solution? Harry glanced at Ron, who was as stunned as he was. Hermione raised her arms high in the air.

"I don't know, sir." Harry said.

Snape curled his lips contemptuously.

"Tsk, tsk—it seems that fame doesn’t mean everything."

Snape deliberately ignored Hermione's raised arms.

"Let's try again. Potter, if I asked you to find me a bezoar, where would you look?"Hermione tried her best to raise her hands without leaving her seat.���Lao Gao, Harry doesn't even know what a bezoar is. He tried not to look at Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, who were shaking with laughter."I don't know, sir.""I take it you didn't read a single book before term started, right, Potter?"

Harry forced himself to stare straight into his cold eyes.

When he was at the Dursley's, he had indeed turned over all the books, but could Snape ask him to read"The Thousand Magic Herbs" Have you memorized all the contents of"Aconitum and Fungi"? Snape still ignored Hermione's trembling arms.

"Potter, can you tell me the difference between Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane?""At this time, Hermione stood up and stretched her hands straight towards the ceiling of the underground classroom.

"I don't know," Harry whispered,"But, I think Hermione knows the answer.

Why don't you ask her?"A few students burst out laughing.

Harry caught Seamus's eye, and Seamus winked at him.

Of course Snape wasn't happy.

"Sit down," he snapped at Hermione,"let me tell you, Potter, narcissus root powder and wormwood combined together make a very powerful sleeping potion, a dose of water of life and death. Bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a cow and has a strong detoxifying effect. As for Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane, they are the same plant and are also collectively called Aconitum. Got it? Why don't you write this all down?"

There was suddenly a rustle of quills and parchment. In the midst of the noise, Snape said:"You will deduct one point from Gryffindor for contradicting the professor, Potter."

Harry almost fell off his chair when he saw Malfoy laughing. The Slytherin students were also staring at him with interest, whispering to each other and laughing at him from time to time. At this time, Harry noticed that Slytherin There was a unique person in the forest: he always lowered his head while reading. He neither laughed at himself with the classmates next to him, nor did he laugh so hard that he almost fell off his chair like Malfoy.

"This is a strange person."Harry thought.

Under the influence of Ron and Malfoy's personal statement, not to mention the impression Snape had just given him. Harry was indeed full of disgust and disgust towards Slytherin. But this man seemed to be similar to other Slytherins. Lytlin is different.

Potions class continues, but Gryffindor's situation has not improved. Professor Snape asked everyone to prepare scabies potions, but there are always some problems with Gryffindor. : Seamus Finnigan exploded his dry cauldron. Ron didn't know what he did. His cauldron was twisted into a mess, and Lavender Brown's cauldron emitted an unpleasant smell.

Gryffin The only ones who were not in trouble here were Hermione and Neville. Their cauldron neither exploded nor emitted an unpleasant smell. The potions in their cauldrons were exactly the same as those in the book. On the other hand, Slytherin

, The little snakes were all quietly busy with their work. They were not as busy as Gryffindor and always had problems. Snape had deducted points more than once because of Gryffindor's problems. Including Harry, he has already been deducted seven points.

"Neville, how did you do it?"Ron's cauldron has been scrapped and he can't do anything now.

"Don’t you know how to read?"Hermione said impatiently next to Neville,"The steps and methods are clearly written on the blackboard. I would like to ask you how you did it."

Hermione simply couldn't understand. The clear steps and practical methods were written on the blackboard. Why is there always such a situation in Gryffindor? Hermione saw that Solim had bottled his potion. And handed it over to Snape. As for the fastest Gryffindor, he and Neville were still two or three steps away from completing it.

After class, Harry noticed Hermione and Neville standing at the door, waiting for someone. , after all, they were the only ones in Gryffindor who had just finished the potion, and it was impossible to avoid attracting attention. Harry pulled Ron and walked slowly, wanting to see what they were going to do.

Finally, Slytherin also walked out of the classroom, Harry saw the only Slytherin who didn't laugh at him walking towards Hermione and Neville.

"Thank you Solim, if it weren't for you I would be dead today."

"Shouldn't you thank me, Neville? Don’t you remember what happened last night?"Hermione complained."You don't know, Solim, that Neville just prepared to release porcupine quills without removing the cauldron in class. Fortunately, I kept an eye on him, otherwise what happened last night would have happened again."

"Okay, okay, there is no class in the afternoon, what are you going to do?"

When Harry heard this voice, he finally remembered who Solim was. He could still remember what happened at the sorting ceremony. Harry motioned Ron to stop talking, and dragged him to hide behind a corner to continue eavesdropping.

"Solim, do you have time tonight? I've almost finished the book you lent me."

"Well, you can go to your usual place after dinner. Pick another one for yourself."

Listening to their voices fading away, Ron couldn't wait to say to Harry:"Two traitors from Gryffindor! Walking so close to those poisonous snakes. Harry, what do you think?"

Although Harry didn't think Hermione and Neville were traitors to Gryffindor, he also wanted to know why they were so close to that Solim. Forget it about Neville, Hermione said they were cousins. But why did Hermione get involved? According to Hermione, they had practiced brewing scabies potion in advance last night, so Hermione and Neville could complete Snape's homework in class today.

Thinking of this, Harry asked Harry En said:"Ignore them for now, I have to go to Hagrid's place in the afternoon. When we come back in the evening, we can ask Hermione and the others, what do you think?""