Since the last time they fought with Billy in the corridor, most of the Slytherins had to admit Zheng Fan’s strength – even if Zheng Fan was a freshman, even if Zheng Fan was an oriental, they had expressed their respect for Zheng Fan, one of which was that when entering the door, all Slytherins gave way to both sides, allowing Zheng Fan to come first.

Looking at Zheng Fan, who walked in like a king, surrounded by all the Slytherin first years, many Gryffindors showed subtle expressions.

Zheng Fan looked at the Gryffindors in the classroom, and then found a place to sit down.

Most of the Gryffindors lowered their heads the moment they looked at Zheng Fan, and although they did not submit to the Slytherin hierarchy, they subconsciously showed weakness when facing the strongest person in a grade.

The so-called Gryffindor, which represents courage, is just like that under the power.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded next to him.

“So, Mr. Zheng, can I sit here?”

Zheng Fan turned his head and spoke to the platinum-haired boy, Draco Malfoy.

“Whatever you want.”

With Zheng Fan’s permission, Malfoy quickly patted his robe and sat down, he put the book he brought on the table a little nervously, and then looked at Zheng Fan’s table.

It was empty, not even a quill pen.

“Eh, Mr. Zheng, didn’t you bring a textbook?”

Zheng Fan half-closed his eyes, looking as if he was about to fall asleep: “I don’t need textbooks.” ”

This answer is half-clear, but Malfoy does not dare to ask more, Zheng Fan’s strength he has seen, let alone himself, even those seventh graders are not necessarily Zheng Fan’s opponents.

Many Slytherins around looked at Malfoy with annoyed eyes – after their family heard about Zheng Fan’s strength, they all urged them to have a good relationship with Zheng Fan more, but before they could do anything, Malfoy took the lead, which was simply hateful!

Zheng Fan suddenly remembered something and said, “I remember when you were on the train, you wanted to take someone to form a group to watch Professor Quirrell, what was the result?” ”

“Ah, did you actually pay attention to me then?” Hearing Zheng Fan’s words, Malfoy showed a sincere and frightened expression, and then hurriedly said: “At that time, I took Crabbe and Goyle, and the three of us went to the faculty compartment, but I don’t know why, just as we were about to open the door of the faculty compartment, we all felt dizzy and had to retreat. ”

Zheng Fan nodded, it seemed that Voldemort did not intend to contact these little devils.

Not far away, Harry Potter was looking at Zheng Fan.

Ron Weasley next to him noticed this and made do: “Harry, watch what those evil Slytherins do, watch out for the trouble they find you!” ”

Harry looked at him, “Ron, he is really powerful, obviously the same age as us, but he can turn an entire academy freshman into his follower, even that annoying Malfoy treats him with great respect, why can he have such strength?” ”

“…… Maybe it’s some evil force brought from the East, you know, those Orientals are always mysterious and look strange and scary. Ron pouted.

Harry was a little speechless, what the hell was his friend talking about.

Zheng Fan suddenly narrowed his eyes and glanced at Ron Weasley from a distance.

Just being glanced at, Ron suddenly felt that his whole person was cold.

Fortunately, the professor finally came at this time.

Snape was still wearing his most representative black robe, even the inner lining was black, and with his black hair, the whole person seemed to exude a black evil aura.

Like a big bat, he swept through the classroom, and finally stopped firmly on the podium, sweeping his sharp gaze throughout the room.

When he saw Zheng Fan, he pouted slightly.

And when he saw Harry Potter, there was suddenly hatred in his eyes, Zheng Fan saw it clearly, it seems that Snape’s hatred of Harry Potter is indeed not fake, this man is amazing and contradictory, he really hates Harry, but he is indeed protecting Harry.

“You are here to learn the exact science and rigorous craft of potion preparation.” He spoke, speaking almost slightly higher than a whisper, but everyone could hear every word he said, one of Snape’s language skills that he was good at, and no one dared to make trouble in his class.

“Since there are no stupid wands waved here, many of you will not believe that it is magic.”

“I don’t expect you to really appreciate the beauty of the white smoke and fragrance wafting from the slow-simmering cauldron, you don’t really understand the liquid that flows into people’s veins, the magic of the heart and the will, I can teach you how to increase prestige, brew glory, and even prevent death, but there must be one thing, and that is that you are not the kind of stupid fools I often meet.”

Snape’s poisonous tongue is as strong as ever, and Zheng Fan bets that if Snape does not become a wizard and turns to a lawyer, his income will definitely not be lower than now.

After saying the opening remarks, Snape looked at Harry Potter.

“Potter!” Snape said suddenly, “What would I get if I added Narcissus root powder to the wormwood infusion?”

What grass root powder to put in what solution? Harry glanced at Ron, who was as stunned as he was.

“I don’t know, sir.” Harry said.

Snape pouted contemptuously.

“Tsk, tsk, it seems that fame doesn’t mean everything.”

Zheng Fan’s expression became subtle.

He knew about the feud between Snape and Harry Potter, but what was he really like as a professor and an eleven-year-old child? That’s stupid.

“Let’s try again. Potter, if I asked you to find me a piece of bezoar, where would you find it?”

Looking at Harry Potter’s embarrassment, Malfoy couldn’t help but laugh, and when he saw him laughing, his two followers Ban Crabbe and Goyle also laughed, laughing more exaggerated than Malfoy, and laughing straight.

At this moment, Malfoy suddenly noticed that Zheng Fan looked expressionless from beginning to end, and when he laughed, Zheng Fan frowned absently.

He realized that his superficial behavior might bore Zheng Fan, and quickly whispered to Crabbe and Goyle: “Don’t laugh, it’s a little conservant!” ”

“I don’t know, sir.” Harry Potter whispered, he saw what happened on Zheng Fan’s side from a distance, and couldn’t help but be a little grateful to Zheng Fan.

Snape didn’t need to look back to know what was going on behind, Zheng Fan’s guy was very precocious, and he definitely didn’t like Malfoy who laughed at others casually, and he didn’t plan to care about this kind of thing.

“I guess you didn’t turn a book before school started, did you, Potter?” Snape said coldly, and then turned his head to look at Zheng Fan, who had not reacted from beginning to end.

“Zheng Fan, you answer this question.”

Zheng Fan rolled his eyes: “The solution is life and death, the yellow is in the stomach of the cow, I said professor, you have the leisure to test a student who can’t do anything, it’s better to teach others how to make potions.” ”

Hearing Zheng Fan’s words, not to mention the Gryffindors, even the Slytherins were shocked.

How bold would it have to be to dare to talk to Snape like that?

Ron gasped: “He doesn’t want to live!” ”

Harry Potter was also stunned.

In the eyes of everyone, Snape squinted at Zheng Fan, and after a while, strode to the podium.

“Start the lesson.”

The sound of jaws falling to the ground sounded in the room.

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