"We will continue to prepare the 'enhancer' in today's class. What is on your desk is the mixture you prepared in the previous class. If you made no mistakes in the previous class and followed the steps in this class, you will be able to do it this weekend. It’s about time it was done.”
"...the operation methods and steps," Snape tapped the blackboard with his wand, and large blocks of writing and patterns immediately appeared, "...it's all on the blackboard."
"in addition-"
Under normal circumstances, after this cold narration, Snape must have lost interest in the students in the class and left them to do their own thing.
If you do it right and make a qualified potion, there's nothing strange about it; but if you do it wrong and the potion turns into poison, then it's all that student's fault.
In Snape's view, anyone who couldn't even prepare a potion according to his instructions on the blackboard was an incompetent fool, and there was no other possible explanation.
But today, his speech did not end there.
"In addition, maybe you can understand with your empty brains that starting from today, I have added a few new students to my class—"
Behind the desk, Snape said with a cold face.
"To be exact, there are six in total. I don't know what you learned in that previous school, and I don't want to know—"
"In today's class, you don't have to do the same thing as everyone else. Everyone comes up to receive a piece of material and completes the enhancement process of salamander blood in half a class."
"... This is to be used in enhancers. If the enhanced salamander blood of sufficient quality can be processed on time, it will be used in your own projects in the next class."
Although this kind of synergistic treatment of a certain magic material is not a rare magic potion preparation technology. But in terms of difficulty, it is also something that can only be learned in fifth grade potions class.
Perhaps the young wizards who have been studying under Snape have not noticed it, but in fact, Snape's courses are more in-depth than other professors.
Can these students transferred from Minos really do well
"...We just learned about the enhanced treatment of salamander blood in the last class?" Hermione, who has always been relatively familiar with the knowledge she has learned, couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "This is not fair!"
Because the classroom had been quiet since just now, Snape should have heard Hermione's words, but he had no intention of paying attention.
"... For those who cannot complete it, I will submit a report to the principal's office and demote them accordingly." Snape said without mercy, "Then, let's begin."
"professor!"
Hermione glanced at Helen, whose mouth was pursed and somewhat confused, and then raised her hand decisively. Snape looked in her direction, but what he said made Hermione furious.
"Miss Know-It-All, you have reminded me." He sneered sarcastically, and then continued, "I also want to make it clear that every freshman must have heard this sentence - in my Potions class, all You are not allowed to raise your hands to speak!”
Hermione gritted her teeth and finally put her hand down.
"I thought you would continue as before..." Ron said strangely, "What's wrong?"
"I thought about it, and there is nothing wrong with what he did..." Hermione said unwillingly, "If there are gaps in knowledge because the study is not solid enough, it will definitely not be good for the students... But... he I absolutely do not agree with what you are doing!”
She said, then turned to look at Helen and whispered: "Don't worry, I will help - I will also help you with tutoring for those who have never studied before!"
"Thank you!" Helen immediately nodded obediently and smiled sweetly at Hermione.
On the other side, Sokas glanced at them, and then walked towards the preparation table in front of the classroom with a steady pace and a calm look on his face.
There are various magic materials stacked on the material preparation table, some of which are needed, and of course some that are not. In the eyes of others, Snape was simply making things difficult for others.
But Sokas didn't hesitate much. After thinking for a while, he immediately started to select all the required materials one by one.
The main material is, of course, salamander blood, and the rest are materials for auxiliary formulas.
In the process of preparing potions, most of the enhancement processing of materials is not simply about "improving" the magical effect of the materials themselves. In the process of enhancing the effect, it is often necessary to use some neutral or even relatively opposite materials to reconcile the stability of its magical properties.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, the potion master must pursue the greater the degree of increase when processing the materials. However, in actual situations, he needs to find a balance point that can maintain the stability of the material effects.
Sokas, who has always been excellent in all subjects, certainly knows all this knowledge. He has even calculated the specific ratio of the required materials in his mind.
After obtaining enough materials, Sokas landed and turned around, heading towards his seat. At this moment, Helen, who had just figured out what materials to get under Hermione's whispered guidance, was just walking forward.
The moment the two of them passed each other, the corner of Sokas's eye glanced at Helen's profile covertly.
"Sokas, do you need my help?" Malfoy, whose cheeks were slightly swollen, said vaguely, but his mood seemed to have recovered a bit, "I have always been good at the enhancement treatment of salamander blood!"
"Thank you, but I won't bother you anymore," Sokas nodded politely and reservedly. "It is a sin to use my friendship with you on such a trivial matter."
"Hahaha-ouch-"
Sokas's compliment obviously made Malfoy very happy, but when he smiled, he accidentally touched the injury on his cheek, and immediately he covered the side of his face and spat softly...
After a while, Helen carefully returned to her preparation table with a handful of materials in her arms. Under Hermione's frequent reminders, she hurriedly processed the materials, calculated the proportions, lit the fire and stirred in circles.
The preparation of potions requires a lot of patience, and no mistakes can be made in every step. Otherwise, sometimes even a whole month of hard work will be completely wasted.
Perhaps it was because of Helen's good luck, or perhaps because Hermione's instructions were clear and easy to understand. Although Helen's appearance always made people sweat, the whole process was completed without any danger.
"Hermione, what do you think?" She seemed a little worried. She pinched the test tube with two delicate fingers and stared at the faint red liquid inside. "This...can satisfy Professor Snape's test." Standard?"
"Oh, of course -" Hermione nodded, "The quality is quite good, there must be no problem!"
"In the eyes of other potions masters, this is probably what you said." Harry curled his lips and said.
"What do you mean?" Helen blinked her watery eyes and asked strangely.
Ron shrugged and said: "What Harry means is that if Snape doesn't make things difficult for you, then there will be no problem. Otherwise, it will be difficult to say..."
"Don't say these are useless!" Hermione said dissatisfiedly, "We have done everything we can, and if we still can't pass, it's Snape's fault!"
Seeing that Helen tugged on her slender chestnut hair and seemed to be hesitant, Hermione immediately reached over and hugged her shoulders.
"Don't worry, if this doesn't pass, we'll go find Maka!"
However, for Helen, who came from the Minoan Magic School in Greece, this sentence seemed a bit difficult to understand. Looking at her confused look, Hermione knew that this comfort not only failed to have the desired effect, but actually made her even more confused.
"Anyway, it's okay!" Ron came up and said, "Maka is Professor MacLean from the ancient magic text class. We will find an opportunity to introduce it to you later."
Just a moment after they were talking softly, Snape, who had been sitting behind the podium with his eyes closed and concentrating expressionlessly, suddenly knocked on the podium.
"The time has come. Six people have been recruited to bring in the processed salamander blood for testing."
Hermione and the others did not pay attention to the situation on the Slytherin side, but the three new students who were assigned to the fifth grade of Gryffindor House all received some help from Hermione.
Although one of them doesn't seem to be very good at potions, he should be good enough to pass, right
"...Hmph, are you sure you did this yourself?"
When Snape snorted, Hermione and the student's expressions changed at the same time. Of course, the former is flushed with anger, while the latter is pale with loss.
Malfoy below laughed a few times, but then he let out another cry of pain. It seems that he can't open up and have fun before going to the school hospital to reduce the swelling on his cheek.
"... Barely," Snape glanced at Hermione, then corked the test tube in his hand and put it in front of the student, "Next."
After that, two new Slytherin classmates also passed. Although Snape did not rate it as "barely enough" like the Gryffindor students, he was obviously not very satisfied either.
"professor."
Sokas stepped forward and handed the enhanced salamander blood he prepared in front of Snape. He still had that calm and calm expression on his face, as if he wasn't worried at all about the materials he had dealt with.
Snape casually took the test tube, waved it in front of his eyes, and then pulled out the stopper and smelled it.
"Yes," he said casually in Sokas's calm eyes in the same plain tone as before, "passed."
Sokas was obviously stunned. When Snape handed the test tube back to him calmly, he slowly stretched out his right hand and took it stiffly.
"Next," Snape continued nonchalantly.