Most of the students thought so, but soon the calm was broken again.
"Potter, you come to answer my question, what is Ariot's alias?" In Potions class, Snape spread a thick book with one hand, and then used the wand in the other hand He knocked on the desk in front of Harry, making a "tuk-tuk" sound.
Harry immediately stood up from his chair.
"I don't know, Professor," he said slowly.
"I think more and more that Mr. Potter's success in the first project was a fluke. He can't even master the simplest knowledge of potions," Snape sneered coldly, and looked at Harry in front of him.
"This is knowledge that can only be used in advanced potion making, and it cannot be counted in the simplest category, Professor." Hermione stood up and defended Harry.
"Oh, I don't seem to have asked you to get up and answer the question, Miss Know-it-all." Snapera said in a lazy tone, raising her own tone. "Twenty points deducted from Gryffindor, half for ignorance, half for arrogance."
"It's disgusting." Ron stuck his tongue out and grimaced as Snape walked up to the podium with his back to them.
"For my students, these should be the most simple content. I don't welcome mediocrity in my classroom." Snape dragged his old gray robes, turned his back to the students, and walked slowly towards the podium with.
"And most importantly, this is what I asked you to preview in the last class, and it's not difficult knowledge." Snape walked up to the podium and said, staring at Harry with disgust.
"Don't pay attention to him, you were busy preparing to deal with the fire dragon the other day." Ron gave Snape a disdainful look, "If he stays on the field, his legs might be weak from fright."
He was scribbling on the parchment, and then put his hand behind his back, ready to pass it to Harry, which was the safest way.
But the safest way sometimes goes wrong.
"Another ten points from Gryffindor, Mr. Weasley, come to my office after class." Snape happened to see Ron's little move.
Hermione looked at Ron and helped her forehead helplessly.
"You all have a leaf from this plant on your table right now, please remember that ariot is also known as the hyena tree, if you want to get hysterical, or can't help laughing Sound, you can have a try." After dealing with Ron's small movements, Snape continued his lecture.
At this time, Pansy was holding up a leaf, observing it with the help of the faint sunlight through the window, and then threw it back on the table as if quickly throwing it.
"If only your fear of alcohol could overwhelm your curiosity like this." Looking at the girl's behavior, Malfoy said helplessly beside Pansy.
Pansy looked at Malfoy in a daze, she didn't know why she said that suddenly, she didn't seem to have any memory of the bonbon that day.
"Mr. Longbottom, please tell me how you would help someone if they accidentally took Arioot leaves." Snape scanned the Gryffindor students with useless and disgusted eyes, and then his face With a vicious smile, he clicked Neville, it seemed that he would not give up any chance to add trouble to Gryffindor.
The chair under Neville suddenly made a violent crash, and then he stood up slowly, looking at Snape.
"It seems..." Neville spoke before Snape's usual gloomy tone was finished.
The expression on his still somewhat chubby face was serious now, his eyes wide open, as if dealing with some kind of foe. "
"Sir, heartbreaker." He said, interrupting Snape's voice, the man in front of him seemed to be strangled by the neck, and his already pale face became even more gloomy at this moment.
"The molasses it produces can detoxify." Neville continued, trying to look calm, but the trembling hands under the table revealed his true emotions. He's still nervous.
"Sit." Snape was silent for a while, and then squeezed out the word, with a sour expression on his face.
"Well done, Neville." After Neville sat down, Ron excitedly patted him on the shoulder from behind him. Then he tried his best to suppress his desire to laugh out loud.
Neville would also turn around and give Ron a silly smile.
Ron suddenly felt that even if he had to face the old bat's punishment later, it would not be a bad thing.
"Next, I will show you how to use the Arioot leaves and prepare the Laughter Potion. Be careful, I will only demonstrate it once." Snape said coldly.
Then Snape showed the students in the two classes a perfect potion configuration process. When he put himself into the potion configuration, the man abandoned all emotions and became extremely focused, his hands The movements on the watch are precise and steady, like a precise machine.
In fact, if Snape could put aside his prejudices and treat students equally, so that students from other colleges would be less rebellious, then he could really be called an excellent teacher.
After the demonstration, it was time for the experiment. Snape stood beside the Slytherin students more often, guiding them and pointing out their omissions. Fendo's is still much better.
"Miss Parkinson, please pay attention to the range of your stirring movements. Too much intensity will destroy the effect of inducing laughter in the leaves." Snape said lightly.
"A rare and skillful technique." He turned his head again at this time, looked at Malfoy's movements, and gave such an evaluation, which was a compliment from his heart.
Snape then turned to a few Gryffindors, especially Neville, who seemed resentful of the student who had disgraced him.
But something even more surprising happened. White bubbles were gurgling and steady in Neville's cauldron. Other students didn't know whether it was successful or not, but at least there was no accident. For Neville That's a huge improvement.
What I have to say is that after a person overcomes the fear of something and liberates himself, it will indeed seem to be reborn.
"Okay, that's the end of today's class. I won't pursue the students who haven't finished cooking today. I believe they will be ashamed to death. This is the best punishment for them. In addition, please complete pages 147 to 153 pages of homework," Snape said from the podium after a few weeks of touring.
"Oh my God, Snape will leave get out of class early. Did he take the wrong medicine today?" Ron covered his mouth, because only in this way could he keep his voice as quiet as possible, as if something shocking had happened Same.
"The students of Slytherin House stay, I have something to tell you." Snape added, making the Gryffindor students feel a little strange, but most of them still escaped and left the classroom.