I added points to my talents at Hogwarts

“Professor McGonagall actually left so much homework,” Harry said with a grimace,”How can I finish an eight-inch paper?”

“How about we make the words bigger?”Ron used his clever brain and came up with a bad idea.

“I think she will turn us both into mice or stools,” Harry refused decisively.

At this time, the two of them saw Ivis and Hermione in front of them and said hello.

After greeting each other, Hermione said to Professor McGonagall He was somewhat interested in the lecture, so he asked:”How do you feel about the first day of class?”

“Forget it,” Harry complained,”our first period in the morning is Professor McGonagall’s Transfiguration class. Ron and I got up late, and because we got lost in the castle, we didn’t even eat breakfast, and we were late for class.”

“Professor McGonagall punished Ron and me by having to write eight inches in our homework, while everyone else only had to write six inches.”

“……”Hermione didn’t expect that someone would be late for class on the first day of class. It took her a long time to say,”This is obviously what you did wrong. Professor McGonagall’s punishment is reasonable. I think you should set an alarm clock for yourself.”

Facing Hermione Harry and Ron suddenly lost interest in chatting with each other, and since they had not eaten breakfast, they were so hungry that they said goodbye and hurried to the Gryffindor table to eat and drink.

“Oh my god,” Hermione complained in disbelief,”How could anyone be late on the first day of class?

Ives persuaded:”They were probably too tired yesterday, so they got up late today.” Coupled with those annoying steps, and no one to help, I don’t think it’s incomprehensible that they were late. Seeing that

Hermione still looked like she wanted to refute, Ives continued:”Just like this morning, if there were no seniors and sisters to lead the way, I think it would take a lot of effort for us to find the way to the auditorium.”

“Hermione, everyone makes mistakes. It’s not a big deal. As long as it doesn’t affect others, I don’t think you need to worry about them.”

“At least I feel that as a friend, I have the obligation to remind them to correct the things they have done wrong,” Hermione looked firmly into Ivis’s eyes,”For example, let them set an alarm clock.”

“Maybe you are right.”

Elvis smiled. Some people might think Hermione is annoying and too lenient. But it is this kind of character that he likes.

……

After lunch, after a simple lunch break, it was Snape’s Potions class.

Potions class is held in an underground classroom in the library tower, which can accommodate at least twenty students.

Ravenclaw takes Potions class with Hufflepuff.

On the way, Elvis and Hermione met Neville and Hannah

“Neville, how are you doing at Hufflepuff?”Avis was a little worried that Neville would be bullied.

Neville smiled shyly,”It’s great, the seniors and seniors all care about me. Because I couldn’t remember the password for the common room, Cedric gave me a half-hour private lesson.”

There was a look of gratitude on his face.

Ivis nodded. It seemed that Neville was sorted into Hufflepuff, which was at least better than being assigned to Gryffindor. The atmosphere among the classmates in Hufflepuff House was more friendly, Neville should become more confident there.

The four of them walked into the classroom while chatting.

The Potions classroom was obviously colder than the main building of the castle above. Even though i

t was the sweltering summer of September, the classroom was still cold. It made the four of them tremble.

Walking towards the classroom, there were many glass jars placed along the wall with various animal organ specimens soaked in them, making the timid Neville tremble. The desks in the Potions classroom were Double desk.

Naturally, Hermione and Ivis sat together, and Neville and Hannah sat behind them.

When the bell rang, a sullen, middle-aged man in black robes walked in

“Quiet.” He said in a long tone, and the classroom seemed to be still, and everyone stopped moving.

He wrote his name on the blackboard, and said in a cold voice:”You can call me Professor Snape.”

Snape stared at everyone with his deep eyes. The classroom was filled with silence. He seemed a little satisfied.

He took out the roster and calmly called out the names without any pause.

After Snape finished calling the names, he looked up at everyone Classmate, there is no warmth in the dark eyes, cold and empty, reminding people of two dark tunnels

“You are here to learn the precise science and exacting craft of potion making.” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, but everyone heard every word he said.

“Since brewing a potion doesn’t require silly waving of a wand, many of you won’t believe it’s 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. With magic, I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death – but there must be one thing, that is, you must not be the stupid fools I often encounter.”

After Snape finished his brief opening remarks, the whole class fell silent.

Elvis noticed that Hermione beside him was moving her little butt to the edge of the chair little by little. She leaned forward and looked like He wanted to prove that he was not the stupid fool that Snape said.

In the first lesson, Snape had to teach them how to prepare a simple potion to treat boils. After the lesson, he dragged his long The black cloak walked around the classroom, watching the students weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs.

Soon, Hermione had successfully prepared the concoction. She raised her hands with joy and asked for Snape’s guidance.

But He came over, just glanced at it, and said nothing.

There was no appreciation or scolding.

This shocked Hermione. Next to him, Ives was still struggling with his potion, and he was still at the step of stirring it.

“”Hermione,” Ives said distractedly while stirring with his wand,”don’t be discouraged, you are really talented at potions. Didn’t you hear what Senior Sister Zhang Qiu said this morning? Professor Snape has always been very strict.”

“You see, no one else has succeeded yet except you.”He turned his head and comforted

“Ives, you seem to be over-stirring. Hermione, who was in a better mood, suddenly pointed to his crucible and said.

Ives hurriedly looked at his crucible and saw that the clear potion inside was gradually becoming turbid. Fortunately, Hermione reminded him in time that this pot of potion It didn’t explode

“Mr. Evans,” a cold voice sounded behind Ives’s ear,”Where did you come from? Make this half-finished potion again for me.”

Elvis had to throw away the pot of potion bitterly and start over.

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