Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Kyle didn't expect that Kangna's potion skills were unexpectedly good.

Whether it's boiling a nettle solution or grinding snake teeth, every process is methodical. He couldn't even do much to help, he could only sit there bored and stare at the crucible in a daze.

Compared with the busy little wizards around him, Kyle looked like he was on vacation.

The main reason is that there is really nothing to help. Potions are no better than other courses, and there are not many practical parts. Most of the time, they are waiting for the process of brewing the potion.

It's like making soup. It takes ten minutes to prepare the ingredients and two hours to simmer.

Of course, the premise of all this is that there is no problem with the operation. Otherwise, just making a standard nettle infusion would keep some people busy for half a class.

Like the two new Slytherin boys to their left, they'd gone to the cupboards to get nettles seven times so far.

This also caused Snape to look extremely ugly every time he looked at them. He didn't know whether he felt sorry for Nettles or was angry that his college had two students with IQs comparable to "Trolls".

Kyle glanced to his left and saw one of the little snakes standing up again.

Well...eight times.

"Floda, Walker, I hope you can use your poor brains a little bit." Snape finally couldn't help it anymore, looked at them coldly and said: "If you can't make a standard one this time, Yellow-green solvent, I will press your heads into the crucible!"

The two Slytherin freshmen were frightened, especially the unlucky one who went to get the nettles. He walked as if he was going to the execution ground.

Snape glared at them, tossed his robe and came to the side of the other two young wizards.

"What are you cooking, licorice syrup? Pour it out and start over!"

"The color is not yellow enough, pour it out and try again!"

"Pour it out!"

At this time, Snape was floating in every corner of the classroom like a bat spirit, and wails could be heard everywhere he went.

Listening to the "throw it out and redo it again" sounds around them, everyone began to become nervous and became more careful with their movements.

However, Kyle was not affected in any way. He stared at the crucible closely, waiting for the moment when the solution gradually turned from yellow-green to light yellow, and then directly reduced the flame to the minimum.

At the same time, Kangna immediately poured in the ground snake tooth powder.

This step was successful, and an unpleasant sweet smell soon wafted out of the crucible.

"Perfect." Kyle nodded and turned up the heat again.

Then it was another long wait.

Kyle looked at Kangna and asked curiously: "Did you brew potions before entering school?"

"No." Kangna was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "What's wrong?"

"Then your talent in Potions is pretty good." Kyle sighed, "When freshmen first come into contact with Potions, it's a disaster. Even the crucible may explode." "

"How is that possible?" Kangna obviously didn't believe it.

Kyle didn't explain, he just stretched out his hand and motioned for her to look around.

Kangna raised her head suspiciously, and then she realized that the Potions classroom was already in chaos.

The little wizards were running around between the cauldron and the storage cabinet in disgrace, their original decent clothes gone, and some even had smoke coming out of their hair.

Those who didn't know better thought they had been blown up by a blasting spell.

Moreover, smoke of various colors continued to float above the crucibles of many people. They gathered on the roof of the classroom and gradually condensed into a strange gray-brown gas. At the same time, there was an indescribable strange smell.

The smell is very unique, a bit like rotten eggs, and a bit like the smell of burning wool.

Kangna only smelled it for two seconds before she felt her stomach churn.

Kangna murmured to herself: "How is this possible? The potion is so simple..."

She looked in the direction of Slytherin again. The little wizards there are all pure-bloods, and Professor Snape is their dean, so it should be very good...

When Kangna turned around, she saw a scene she would never forget.

The cauldron on the table next to her exploded!

No, it should be said that the potion in the crucible exploded.

Somehow, the originally liquid potion suddenly began to foam a lot, and began to expand rapidly, filling the entire crucible almost in the blink of an eye.

But it's not over yet.

The next second, a large amount of foam spurted out of the crucible and hit the ceiling of the classroom.

The scene was spectacular.

"Vlada, Walker, you two idiots!"

Snape had the intention to kill, but out of a professor's instinct, he did not immediately punish the two initiators. Instead, he quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it at the cauldron that was still spraying foam.

"Whirlwind Sweep"

“Cleaned up like new”

…

Under Snape's spell, the cauldron and foam were quickly cleared.

After making sure that no little wizards were injured, Snape angrily walked up to the two Slytherin wizards.

He didn't curse or deduct points, but just grabbed the two of them by their collars and threw them out of the Potions classroom.

"Go find Filch, confinement!"

Following Snape's roar, silence returned to the classroom. Everyone closed their mouths and tried not to make a single sound.

Although Kyle had nothing to do, in order to make himself look less idle, he decided to process the materials he would use later in advance.

In fact, this step is not included in "Magic Potions and Potions", but Snape asked them to cut a slender slit on the side of the porcupine quills, and the slugs must be steamed first.

The specific reason was not mentioned. Ryan asked out of curiosity, but he deducted three points, and no one dared to say anything more.

Kyle took the bag containing the materials, picked out a good-looking porcupine quill, and was going to start with something simple.

Because he had to waste time, Kyle cut very slowly. It took him more than ten minutes to finish cutting a porcupine quill less than 30 centimeters.

However, this blatant fishing behavior quickly attracted Snape's attention.

He appeared silently next to Kyle, picked up a porcupine quill on the table, looked at the crooked cut mark on it, and sneered: "I remember, I was talking about cutting a straight line, what are you talking about?" What, a dried Pherobian caterpillar?

Or maybe you don’t understand what “straight line” means. "

ah?

Kyle raised his head blankly, looked at Snape, and then at the unfinished porcupine quill in his hand.

It seems he just took this one...

Have you lost your memory?

Or maybe Snape deliberately took a porcupine quill from someone else in order to find a reason to scold him.

It shouldn't be. Although Snape was indeed a bit shameless in deducting points, he wasn't so shameless.

Besides, his last name is not Potter.

"Teach, professor..."

At this time, Kangna next to her suddenly raised her hand tremblingly and said in a crying voice: "I cut this."