Harry Potter: Glory of the King

"Sit down!" Snape looked annoyed. He glanced at the others. "Have you all remembered? Why don't you write them all down? I'll just say it again. Mixing daffodil root powder and wormwood is fine. Configured as a pair of life and stagnant water, the dung stone is a kind of stone that has a strong detoxification effect. The boat-shaped aconite and the chamaejasme aconitum are the same plant, collectively called aconite!"

Almost everyone was looking for a quill pen, and then the sound recorded on parchment paper.

"I look forward to your performance in the actual operation." Snape looked at Harry who was pretending to be calm, and said a word from his teeth.

When Snape turned around, Ron asked in a low voice, "Yes, Harry! How did you answer it?"

"Ona helped me." As soon as Harry finished speaking, Snape seemed to have found a chance, and turned around and dropped a sentence: "No whispering! Gryffindor deducts 1 point!"

After Snape walked to the podium, there were crucibles, scales, and all kinds of bottles and cans on his podium. "Take out all your things!"

After another rush, Ona methodically took out the crucible first, followed by a set of crystal bottles (double the price of glass bottles, but also less easily broken), and a brass balance.

"The potion to be prepared today is a boil-killing potion. Dried nettles, snake fangs, porcupine stings, and slugs. Group two people in each group and make a pot of potion together." It was cold when Snape saw that all the students were prepared properly. Leng Di said.

It was still a regular grouping. Glory and Hermione were in a group. Naturally, Hermione went to receive it. The slug Glory couldn't accept it. Harry and Ron teamed up, and Ron naturally stepped forward and volunteered to get the ingredients. Ona was still in a group with Neville, and he went to collect the medicine by himself.

"A standard cauldron, fill four-fifths of the water, and boil it." Professor Snape began to demonstrate, his movements brisk and precise. After lighting the alcohol lamp with magic, Professor Snape decisively grabbed a handful of dried nettles, "300 grams of dried nettles, weigh them aside, and then crush the snake teeth."

Ona noticed that the one Snape grabbed was exactly 300 grams. Snape picked up a few more poisonous snake fangs and threw them into the potion stub. "Don't try to use magic. It will affect the quality of the raw materials and even the effect of the potion." Snape smashed the fangs fiercely, but his eyes were watching. Holding Harry. "Take 30 grams of powder."

This time Snape used a small spoon and took most of the powder, which was just right again.

"After the water is boiled, steam a horned slug!" Snape put a wire mesh on the cauldron, and placed the living slug in the middle of the wire mesh. The slug tried to escape, but Snape pressed a spoon on the slug. Worm body. "Living slugs are better, but in order to avoid accidents, I gave you dead ones. Since the dead slugs don't have enough mucus, I have prepared two for you."

As the mucus from the slug continued to fall into the water, an indescribable smell began to permeate.

Glory's face began to turn blue, and she watched Snape reluctantly complete the steps. Most of the girls were a little nauseous, but Hermione was eager to try.

"Then put down the dried nettles and cook them together." When the slugs were cooked and free of mucus, Snape dropped the nettles into the pot, "and then chopped up the porcupine spurs and slugs."

Professor Snape cut the porcupine thorns quickly. His knives seemed to be sharp and it was effortless to cut the porcupine thorns.

"10 grams of porcupine stab is enough. After the water is boiled again, remove the pot from the fire, otherwise you will regret it." Professor Snape put on his gloves and took the cauldron away and set it aside. Add porcupine spines and slug pieces."

Like cooking, Professor Snape swept the chopping board into the pot. "Stay for 10 minutes."

Snape dropped the cauldron and took off his gloves. "If I were you, start weighing first!"

Ona asked Neville to weigh the dried nettles and was responsible for breaking the fangs.

"Did you guys come to be funny?" Snape stopped most of the students trying to hold nettles directly with their hands. "If you don't want your hands to be hurt by nettles, put on gloves! I have treated these nettles, but there will inevitably be a certain risk. My hands have been trained for a long time and are not afraid of these things, you? "

Neville hurriedly found out the gloves to wear, feeling that he was afraid of Snape.

Ona easily smashed the fangs, then weighed 30 grams with a spoon, and then saved the powder.

Snape put the cauldron back on the fire again at this time, added fang powder, and stirred with a spoon until the potion turned light green, Snape put out the fire, and then took out a crystal bottle. "Wait for 15 minutes. After the potion is cold, use a strainer to block the nettles in the potion and charge it."

Ona took the opportunity to weigh the porcupine spines, and by the way helped Neville put the weighed nettles away, and returned the remaining materials to Snape.

"The potion is 300 grams." Snape waited until the potion was bottled and showed it to all the students. It was a light green potion. "The next thing you are going to make is such a bottle of potion. So what are you stupid to do? Let's start!"

Neville hurriedly set fire to the water, Ona put on dragon leather gloves, and waited for the water to boil.

Most of the students were waiting. Snape just put away his things, cleaned up the discarded nettles, etc., and washed the cauldron.

"The water is boiling..." Neville reminded Ona.

First steam the slugs, Ona did the same. The whole steps were followed. Snape walked over and took a look. He didn't say anything, but turned his head and mocked Harry: "Are you going to boil the pot dry before steaming the slugs? Potter? ?"

When the slugs were steamed, Ona asked Neville to throw the nettles in, and then began to cut the slugs.

"Nice job," Professor Snape praised rarely, but it was Malfoy. "Come and take a look at Malfoy's tricks, not bad! Slytherin gets 1 point!"

Ona's heart was still in the water, preventing Neville's attempt to add the porcupine spurs-this naive porcupine spur was planned to be thrown in after cutting the porcupine spurs. "Remove the pot before putting it away!"

Neville waited horribly until Ona took the cauldron down and put it aside, and threw the porcupine stab along with Ona's cut slug into the pot, and thanked him.

"It doesn't matter." Ona took a moment to glance at Hermione's side, who was already standing still in the cauldron. Glory was also talking to Hermione, but something went wrong on Segan's side.

His pot still burned out. It turned out that it took him and Dean to boil water and nettles for too long, and the water boiled dry.

"Potter, why don't you remind them? Do you think they made a mistake and show you how well? Gryffindor lost another point because of you."

Ona couldn't help, he knew why Snape hated Harry, but he could only do what he had. "Okay, Neville, turn off the fire." Before the get out of class, Ona successfully completed the potion production. Snape checked and said nothing, returning the potion to Ona and Neville. Hermione and Glory were almost done over there.

After class was over, except for the Simona group who was left to wait for the potion production to be completed, everyone else left the classroom with the potion they had participated in the brewing.

"Be refreshed," Ron said. "Snape often scores points for Fred and George. Can I meet Hagrid with you this afternoon?"