Just then, Hagrid walked into the auditorium.
He was wearing a long moleskin coat, absent-mindedly swinging a dead ferret in his large hand.
"How is it?" He stopped walking toward the teacher's table and said excitedly, "You're here for my first class! You'll be here right after lunch! I woke up at five in the morning and prepared everything... I hope the class goes well... I'm finally a teacher... Really... "
He smiled happily at Harry and the others, nodded at Allen, and continued walking towards the teachers' table, still swinging the dead ferret in his hand.
"I wonder what he's preparing?" Ron said with a hint of worry in his voice.
"With Allen's suggestion, it shouldn't be too outrageous." Harry hurriedly swallowed the last bite of his sandwich.
The students were rushing to their first class, and the people in the auditorium gradually decreased.
"What's your first class?" Penello asked Allen curiously, and Luna stared at him with her big eyes.
"Oh, Potions class!" Allen did not understand why they were looking at him like that.
"My first class is Transfiguration, we're not going the same way!" Penello looked at her class schedule regretfully.
"Oh right, Professor Snape looks terrible, you have to be careful." Penello looked at Professor Snape at the teachers' table and whispered to Allen.
Allen followed her gaze and saw Professor Snape staring at Professor Lupin with an unfriendly expression, as if Professor Lupin owed him a million gold coins.
Although he was in a bad mood, Professor Snape was still keenly aware of Allen's gaze.
His gaze was like a knife, and he looked over instantly.
Meeting Professor Snape's gaze, Allen was embarrassed, but his face bloomed with an extremely gentle and polite smile.
Seeing that it was Allen, Professor Snape nodded slightly. He stopped looking at Allen and began to enjoy his breakfast.
Allen heaved a sigh of relief.
"He won't make things difficult for you." Luna said absentmindedly.
"I won't give him a chance to make things difficult for me," Allen said with a smile.
"Whoever wants to make things difficult for you will end up making things difficult for themselves." Penello winked slyly.
The magic potions classroom was underground, cold and gloomy.
Glass jars were placed along the wall, and the animal specimens soaked in them were horrifying.
Cold water poured out of the mouth of the weird-looking human-faced stone sculpture in the corner into the pool.
When everyone set up the crucible, Professor Snape walked into the classroom.
"Today, I'm going to make a new type of potion, Shrinking Potion. Does anyone know what materials it needs? What's the effect? "
Professor Snape glanced at the young wizards one by one.
Everyone kept quiet out of fear, not daring to look him in the eye.
Except for one person, Ravenclaw's Allen.
Thinking of how Allen and Allen looked at each other in the morning, Professor Snape called out Allen's name.
"To make the Shrinking Potion, you need to cut the roots of the daisies, peel the wrinkled figs, cut the caterpillars into thin slices, add a drop of rat bile, and a little bit of leech juice. Its effect is to shrink the object. "
Allen answered calmly, looking straight at Professor Snape.
Professor Snape stared at Allen gloomily, and the young wizards from Ravenclaw looked at Allen worriedly.
"Very good — — Five extra points for Ravenclaw!" Out of everyone's expectations, Professor Snape actually gave extra points to Ravenclaw!
And the observant students noticed that his eyebrows were not as tightly knitted as before.
Everyone looked at each other. Did Allen cast a confusion spell on the professor?
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and write it down! "Professor Snape knocked on the podium unhappily.
The young wizards all lowered their heads, picked up their pens, and started writing.
Then, under Professor Snape's dangerous gaze, the young wizards carefully cut the roots of the daisies and carefully peeled the skin of the figs.
Everyone realized that even though Professor Snape looked at Allen differently, it did not mean that they could let their guard down in class.
Allen neatly cut the roots of the daisies into equal pieces. Regarding this, the Ravenclaw students beside him were already used to it.
When Allen put all the materials into the crucible, the other students were still fighting with the caterpillars.
The soft caterpillars were sticky after being cut and looked very disgusting.
Hufflepuff's Hannah? Ai Bo, who kept wiping the green juice on his hands, looked like he was about to cry!
Seeing that Professor Snape had been inspecting the crucible on the Ravenclaw side, Ernie McMillan changed his mind. He and Hannah's caterpillars secretly turned into frozen caterpillars.
It was much easier to cut them this way, and they would not get their hands dirty.
Hannah smiled gratefully at Ernie, and Ernie winked happily at Hannah.
"Stupid!" Professor Snape suddenly said, his voice sounding extremely dangerous.
Ernie jumped in fright and almost knocked over the crucible.
Professor Snape strode over to Ernie and Hannah.
All the young wizards put down their work and stuck their heads out to look, guessing who was so unlucky.
"Hmm … What a good idea! Freeze the caterpillars and slice them! "
Professor Snape picked up a piece of the caterpillar that Ernie had cut and held it up so that everyone could see.
"You think you're smarter than all the Potion Masters? Didn't you hear me clearly? You can't change the characteristics of the herbs casually? How can I make you understand, McMillan? "
Professor Snape stared at Ernie. His eyes looked like a poisonous snake that was about to attack.
Ernie's face turned red and his whole body trembled. He was about to cry.
"I'm sorry, Professor!" Hannah sobbed. "It's all because of me that Ernie came up with this idea."
"If you're afraid of getting dirty, then get on the train and go home!" Professor Snape said coldly. "Otherwise, you'll only waste the herbs."
"If you can't brew the potion after class, then Hufflepuff will have 20 points deducted!" Snape walked away from them.
Hannah covered her face, and the other young Hufflepuff wizards looked at her sympathetically.
"Oh, we don't have any caterpillars!" Ernie said desperately, looking at the other students for help.
However, under the gaze of Professor Snape, no one dared to act rashly.
"Professor, my Shrink Potion is successfully brewed."
Allen raised his hand, and Professor Snape walked over to Allen's crucible.
From afar, they could see the bright green potion in Allen's crucible.
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