William had been prepared to be troubled, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Snape had just finished speaking his opening remarks and turned his eyes to him again.

"Stark, what would I get if I add the feathers of Jueyinbird to the lionfish spine powder to soak it?"

William stood up and replied, "Teat the real medicine."

Snape's face began to get worse again, as if William owed him a thousand gallons.

"If I asked you to find a Posar stone, where would you look for it?"

William wanted to ask for Hagrid, but looking at Snape's face, he gave up shaking cleverly and said seriously: "The Posa stone has a detoxification effect and should be taken out of the goat's stomach."

Snape snorted coldly from his nose.

"If I asked you to take the Flober caterpillar mucus, what would you do?"

"Put the Flober caterpillars into a lettuce-filled environment, and after eating the lettuce, they secrete a lot of liquid."

"According to the script," Snape gave a comment lightly.

However, whether it is based on the script or the memory is outstanding, according to the Hogwarts scoring criteria, answering the right questions will be extra points. Snape still has this professor's integrity.

Of course, this is inseparable from William belonging to Ravenclaw, if he is Gryffindor...

"Ravenclaw adds one point!"

Before William could see a smile on his face, Snape continued to languidly: "When answering questions, you must add a professor behind it! Stark does not respect the teacher and will deduct two points."

William shrugged and sat down.

"Why don't you write down all of these? Have you all done it?" Snape's roaring voice rang again.

"You are the worst I have ever led!"

There was a rustling sound of fumbled quills and parchment immediately in the classroom.

Amid the noise, Snape said: "Today, I will teach you a simple potion for treating scabies."

"I really can't think of a simpler potion. If anyone can fail, I really want to suggest that the principal think carefully whether he has recruited the mentally retarded!"

Everyone held their breath and pricked up their ears to prevent missing something from being listened to, causing the potion to fail and were considered mentally retarded.

Snape waved his wand and a large number of fonts appeared on the blackboard.

"Ah, by the way, the "Magic Potions and Potions" in your hands" Snape dragged his long voice, looking mocking.

"I have no intention of offending some of the contents of this book, but it was something from fifty years ago," said Arseni Giger, who wrote the textbook designated by the Ministry of Magic.

"If my experimental steps are different from those in the book, don't be too surprised, just follow mine."

A little Hufflepuff badger muttered, “What are you buying these textbooks?”

William recognized his name as Kadvarad.

Snape stared at Kadvarad, rarely getting angry, but explained: "The contents in the textbook are correct, but many steps are behind."

When it comes to potions, Snape's temperament was completely different. He walked to the podium and said like a whisper.

"I repeat, magic potions are precision science and strict craftsmanship. For us, there is no textbook, only reference books!

Apart from those proven principles, many cooking steps are developing and not completely fixed.”

"I won't talk too much theory, and I won't use books completely. That's what you should learn and master after class.

I will only guide you and repeat what I think is the best way to cook!”

Snape pointed to the blackboard beside him expressionlessly, and the words were filled with white chalk.

“Enough of nonsense has been said. All the steps are written on the blackboard and the materials are on the test bench.

In a group of two people, you can start now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students started to move quickly.

Snape laughed maliciously again.

"Stark, since you answered completely correctly, then make it alone so that everyone can see the genius of Ravenclaw!"

Marietta Akemo beside William looked disappointed, and she could only be together with Qiu.

William unfolded the crucible indifferently.

In fact, he did make many potions at home following the steps of the textbook.

Some failures and some successes.

But the potions for treating scabies must not be difficult for him.

Thirty minutes later, Snape began to walk around the classroom with his long black cloak.

Wherever he went, there would be sounds similar to explosions.

Snape's low pressure was too strong. Standing next to others, he was like a poisonous snake, with an unfathomable sarcasm on his face.

His smile was like looking at the mentally retarded, any little wizard would subconsciously think that he had made a mistake, and began to be in a hurry and cold all over.

Snape strode in the classroom, deliberately making a "slap" sound, and spitting out venom in his mouth, and spared no effort to mock him:

"I always thought that everything exists is reasonable, even garbage, and has useful value. It seems that I was wrong."

Almost all the students were criticized, and Snape wandered around and began to stand beside William, waiting for him to make a mistake.

William calmly put four slugs and two porcupine thorns into the cauldron, stirred five rounds clockwise, and waved his wand.

OK...done!

Snape leaned over to check the cauldron, and there were dark blue bubbles inside. The hooked nose sniffed the smell. Yes, it was the familiar and intoxicating smell of rotten eggs!

The color, smell, and time to use it... are all perfect, and he can't even pick out any thorns.

Snape was about to say something, but Marietta Aikemo, not far away, waved his wand exaggeratedly and accidentally poked his butt.

Walnut, dragon's nerves, thirteen and three quarters inches...the hardness is great!

Hogwarts Curse Mystery, Wand, Millennium Kill!

Snape, who was hit by a hit, shivered all over and almost plunged into William's cauldron.

Fortunately, as a professor, Snape still has the means to keep his feet on the box.

At that critical moment, he combined his waist and horse, and used a trick to put the roots of the old tree that he had been practicing hard for many years, successfully controlling his upper body.

Snape's big hook nose is only one centimeter away from the potion.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his lifetime of heroic reputation was almost ruined.

Snape turned and began to get angry.

This is definitely murder!

But suddenly, a thick stream of acidic green smoke came out in the underground classroom, and a very loud hissing sound came.

Marietta Aikemo waved his wand and somehow burned Qiu's cauldron into a crooked piece of stuff, and the potion poured onto the stone floor.

If in terms of direction, William's Crucible is adjacent to Qiu, and Snape is standing in the middle with his back facing Qiu's Crucible.

A large amount of green liquid splashed out, burning Snape's shoes out of holes.

The waist and horse were broken and his face pierced directly into William's potion.

Within seconds, the whole class stood on the stool. When the crucible was overturned, Professor Snape was soaked in potion.

Snape's back, arms and legs were covered with red and swollen scabies.

It is obviously a potion for treating scabies, but the effect is completely opposite. I don’t know how the two little girls made it!

Snape was speechless, and there was no scabies on his face. After all, William's potion was successfully made, but the potion had not cooled yet!

In the high temperature of dozens of degrees, Snape was so hot that he didn't even know his mother, especially his sexy big hook nose.

I'm Snape's delimiter

(Snape: Please recommend, only recommendation tickets can cure scabies on my body!)
Chapter completed!