"Very good, Harris!" Professor Snape nodded, but he didn't give extra points to Ravenclaw.
Allen put the potion into a bottle and put it on the podium.
"The professor should give you extra points!" Edward whispered.
"It's okay, I've achieved my goal." Allen smiled nonchalantly.
Over at Hufflepuff, Ernie had already started cutting the caterpillars. Hannah didn't dare to complain about the caterpillars' juices anymore and carefully processed the herbs.
Professor Snape looked suspiciously at Allen. Allen didn't feel guilty and looked back at him innocently.
When he attracted Professor Snape's attention and saw Allen's hand gesture behind his back, Michael Kona, who was next to Ernie, immediately reacted. Kona immediately took action and shared his caterpillars with Ernie and Hannah.
"Allen, can you lend me your copper scale?" Seeing that the class was about to end, Edward was a little anxious.
"Of course." Alan handed over the balance and brought some daisy roots with him.
Edward and Allen exchanged a knowing look and continued to struggle with their potions.
A few minutes before the class ended, Edward finally finished his potion.
"Everyone gather around," Professor Snape said, his black eyes shining. "Let's see what these two white mice will become. If their body shrinking potion was successfully brewed, they would shrink down to their newborn form. If they don't boil it correctly, I have no doubt that these two white mice will be poisoned to death. Then Hufflepuff will lose 20 points! "
The students looked on worriedly.
Professor Snape grabbed the white mouse with his left hand and put a small spoon into Ernie's potion.
At this moment, the potion had turned green and he poured a few drops into the white mouse's throat.
Then, he did the same thing and fed Hannah's potion to the other white mouse.
The classroom was silent for a moment. The two white mice opened their mouths and gasped for air. Then, with a poof, they turned into newborn babies and wriggled in Professor Snape's hand.
Hufflepuff's students cheered and Ravenclaw's little wizard smiled.
Professor Snape looked very unhappy. He took out a small bottle from his robe pocket and poured a few drops of liquid onto the little white mouse. The little white mouse immediately returned to its original state.
"Hufflepuff will lose five points," Snape said. The smiles on everyone's faces disappeared. "Because you dirtied the floor. Class ended. "
On the ground below Hannah and Ernie's crucible, a lot of green potion splashed out. It was very conspicuous on the black floor.
Alan and Edward went up the stairs to the hall, and Ernie and Hannah followed them, panting.
"Thank you, Allen. If it wasn't for you-"
"I didn't do anything!" Allen put his finger on his lips. Ernie didn't say anything else.
"Did you clean the floor? Those five points shouldn't have been deducted. It was just a spell. "Edward complained.
"It was only five points, not twenty. We're already very happy."
Hannah looked at Allen gratefully. He was more outstanding than she knew!
As the potions class took up a lot of time, the four little wizards quickened their pace and headed to the second greenhouse.
It wasn't until they saw their own dean, Professor Sprout, that the Hufflepuff Academy's young wizards finally relaxed their tense nerves.
Every time they finished potions class, they felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Allen and the other three were divided into a group and peeled bubble bean pods.
"I'm good at this!" Hannah's nose was red, but she looked happy and confident.
She plucked a plump pink pod from a bubble branch, peeled the shiny beans, and put them in a wooden bucket.
Compared to the green and sticky caterpillars, the bubble bean pods were undoubtedly much cuter, and won the little witch's favor.
As if to make up for her mistakes in potions class, Hannah worked very hard. Most of the bubble bean pods in the bucket were plucked by her.
"Hannah, you did well. Fast and good." Hannah, who was praised by Professor Sprout, blushed. Her hand trembled, and a bean fell to the ground.
"Be careful, Hannah. Be careful!" Professor Sprout shouted. The bean on the ground bloomed in front of their eyes.
During lunch, the little wizards of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were very calm.
On the contrary, the little wizards of Gryffindor were very strange. They all seemed mysterious. Many of them looked at Harry with worry, as if he was about to die.
However, Allen just sat in his seat and enjoyed his lunch. He didn't have any intention of asking.
To Allen, he was looking forward to the Transfiguration class in the afternoon the most, because Professor Mag was going to teach them about Animagus (wizards who could turn into animals).
Of course, there were many little wizards in Ravenclaw who had the same idea as Allen.
They came to the Transfiguration class early after the lunch break.
When Professor Mag entered the classroom and saw the pairs of bright eyes that were thirsting for knowledge, her emotions were stirred up, and the smile on her face widened suspiciously.
She explained the knowledge more vividly and in simpler terms.
Professor Mag turned into a tabby cat in front of the class. There were even traces of glasses around her eyes.
This demonstration made the classroom burst into applause. The little wizards were all motivated to practice Animagus seriously.
However, they soon realized that they were still far from being a real Animagus!
During dinner, Penello sat beside Allen elegantly with a plate, and brought Allen a piece of news. "Have you heard? Malfoy is injured. "
Allen was very shocked. He had already warned Hagrid. How could Malfoy still be injured?
He couldn't help but look at Slytherin's table. A large group of people, including Crabbe and Gore, were gathered there, whispering. However, Malfoy wasn't among them.
At Gryffindor's long table far away, Harry and the other two were discussing something with furrowed brows.
"Do you know how he got injured?" Allen asked.
"It's said that Malfoy provoked a winged hippogriff during Hagrid's Conservation of Mystical Creatures class, and got scratched," Penello said nonchalantly.
She glanced at Allen. "You're too kind. You're actually worried about Malfoy! With Madam Pomfrey's superb medical skills, she would be able to heal him in the blink of an eye. "
"I'm not worried about Malfoy." Allen frowned. "It's terrible that something like this happened during Hagrid's first class, isn't it?"
Actually, what Allen was really worried about was that no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't be able to change the original plot.
But Lockhart! Lockhart got the punishment he deserved!
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