Chapter 44 43. Yugadim, Leviosa

There was a faint sound of air pumping sounding around, basically all from Gryffindor.

Lin An could even hear Ron trying to lower his voice but not completely lower his voice:

"God! She really dares to think about it! That's Snape! It's really worthy of Slytherin's bad...ah, student."

There was also Harry's vague disagreement:

"Ron, Lin an is not what you think."

As for Slytherin's side.

The students were numb and proud, comparing the notes while boiling potions in unfamiliar but not panic.

I felt a little secretly happy in my heart: What do you Gryffindor know? Our first-year leader boldly made this request to the dean on the night of his admission!

Neville also looked here almost in longingly, and then stammered and exclaimed:

"So brave."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the cauldron on the table being bubbling. Semo stood at a loss with his magic wand for a while, and then suddenly picked up the plate containing the porcupine thorn and poured all the things in the plate into it!

"Hey!"

Navi had a rare courage and quickly reached out to take the crucible down: "Notes, the notes said, this must be done by the crucible water until it is boiling,"

"Ahhhh!"

He suddenly screamed in pain.

Everyone's eyes moved here, but they saw that the crucible had turned into a crucible thing. The potion fell drippingly on his feet through the bottom of the crucible that had broken the hole, so that he couldn't hold the crucible handle of the crucible at all, and smashed the entire pot to the ground.

"ah!"

Semo also screamed in pain - the liquid was also splashed on his legs!

At this moment, both of them screamed. Through the inexplicably melted clothes, they could see that their feet and legs were covered with swollen boils.

"Idiot!" Snape roared, waving his wand to sweep away the potion that was pouring on the ground. [Original]

"I think you probably didn't pull the crucible from the fire and put the porcupine thorn in it, right?" [Original]

Neville burst into tears, and even many boils suddenly appeared on his nose. However, Semo beside him was better, and only a little splashed on his legs.

Then Lin An remembered that this scene is a plot in the original work.

She looked at the notes that were still placed firmly on the next table, and Navigh's clumsy but serious handwriting, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Professor, I'll take Neville to the infirmary first."

Whether it is scald or corroded, looking at the round-headed and round-headed silly boy crying so pitifully, how can you bear it?

"And..." She turned around and was about to say something, but saw that Draco had raised his chin and said arrogantly:

"Go and squander your excess compassion! I will collect that note. How can Slytherin's things not be cherished?"

He was obviously dissatisfied with the fact that the note was lent out and was almost ruined by the potion.

Even though Lin An was a little worried, he couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

Little dragon, little dragon, sometimes you are really cute.

Immediately afterwards, she raised her wand and said to Neville, who was crying in pain:

"Sorry, I'm going to find a way to carry you away."

Then waved the wand, and a complete, untaught floating spell was used:

“Wingardium Leviosa!”

Neville lay flat in the air, and quickly followed the guidance of the magic wand, floating silky and smoothly behind Lin An out of the classroom.

I am really like a model worker.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!