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Slytherin Code of Conduct Thirteen: Nip the danger in the bud
Draco knocked on Professor Snape's office with his unfinished version of the unstable potion, his recipe and his unfinished copy.
Professor Snape was sitting behind his desk, grading homework for the Hufflepuff third-year idiots whose brains were full of Flobber caterpillars. After another big 't', the professor's mood was definitely not at the sunny level. of.
"Mr. Malfoy, if you don't try to deceive your dean with some unsavory means, then I don't think you can complete your copying punishment now. Instead of wasting time crying and begging here, you might as well find someone place to get it done.¡±
"Slytherin must have the courage to face mistakes and actively correct them. Article 35 of the Slytherin Code of Conduct." Draco handed over the thing in his hand, "Godfather, I am here to correct my mistakes."
Professor Snape finally raised his head, looked at Draco for a while, and finally put down his quill, straightened up, and put on an expression that said, 'If there is no proper explanation, you will be the formula for the potion in the next crucible.' wait.
"Godfather, I was researching a potion recently. It was a bit complicated and not very stable, so when I learned that the ceiling in the lounge was made of fireflies, I couldn't help but want to get some to help my experiment. Increase stability. After I fully understood the characteristics of the fire crystal, I still acted like this, and I was still in the common room where many classmates were staying. I deeply regretted my recklessness. I didn't want to do it for In my own defense, I just want to assure you that similar incidents will not happen again in the future.¡±
Seeing that his godfather had no expression, Draco directly placed the unstable potion and formula on the table, "I found it from the family book collection. I didn't ask you for advice first when I encountered difficulties. I just hope I have the opportunity to practice my ability to complete potion research independently, and I hope that in the end I can make you proud of me."
The corner of Professor Snape's mouth seemed to move slightly. Draco was not sure, but the godfather had already picked up the formula.
It took a full quarter of an hour before Professor Snape put down half of the piece of paper in his hand. Then he carefully picked up the unfinished bottle of unstable product, held it up to the light to inspect, and then pulled out the stopper. The surprise in his eyes flashed away.
Draco's heart finally calmed down a little.
"I have to say," Professor Snape finally said, "Although this formula does not appear to be irreversibly dangerous, it is obviously not something suitable for people of your age to study. Draco, I know you The progress in some aspects has far exceeded the school's requirements, and I have always maintained a good thirst for knowledge and caution. But I also hope that the knowledge you have learned can make you understand what it means to "learn boundlessly" and "there is a sky beyond the sky" , instead of using it for pride, complacency and arrogance.¡±
"Thank you Godfather, I will keep your teachings in mind. I would like to ask you, for the sake of not wasting my time, if you can cancel my copying punishment. After all, I have been able to recite the Slytherin Code of Conduct by heart since I was five years old. If If you want to punish me for being reckless, can you let me help you process some potion materials for class, or brew some cold potion for the medical wing? At least that can help me improve my potion handling skills?"
The professor didn¡¯t say anything. Draco looked at his godfather¡¯s face and asked a little more, ¡°When you are studying this potion, can you allow me to be a trainee beside you?¡±
After Professor Snape's eyes turned around between the formula, the crystal bottle and Draco, he suddenly said, "Why do you need this potion?"
Draco trembled in his heart. He had never looked down upon this godfather who had always been able to play with the Dark Lord. But now, he can't say that he has to turn into dark poison in order to survive it, and then give it to the Dark Lord to take, right?
"It's it's for Harry." Draco felt his face was about to burn up, what a damn poor excuse, "Well, he said his scar was hurting, I mean, maybe it was left by the Dark Lord It was that night. Well, I hope this potion can help him" Draco saw the godfather's face and hurriedly added, "Of course, I plan to ask him for help after the preparation is successful. You decide whether it is suitable for consumption, after all, it seems to have a very strong purifying effect and may be dangerous."
Professor Snape moved the corners of his mouth with an unkind expression, as if he was cursing something silently. Draco didn't know if he was talking about himself, or Harry, or maybe the Dark Lord?
But Draco was already in a difficult position now. He was putting on a show, "Well Godfather, can I borrow your potion workshop? Because" Draco seemed to have his neck stuck, "Because ¡Harry?stand up.
¡°What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to mugwort infusion?¡±
"Yes, yes" Harry couldn't help but look at Draco beside him. His blue-gray eyes were looking at him very calmly, which gradually made his panicked heart gradually find peace. Before Professor Snape became impatient, Harry recalled the answer, "Yes it is a very powerful sleeping potion, also called a drink of water of life and death Professor."
Something unknown flashed in Professor Snape's eyes, "Let's try again to make sure Mr. Potter is not lucky or - getting help from someone. Mr. Potter, if I want you to find me a piece of Bezoar, where will you go to find it?¡±
"It'sfrom the stomach of the cow. Bezoar is a stone in the stomach of the cow. It has a strong detoxification effect, sir." Harry was much more fluent this time, and he even remembered the illustrations in the book clearly.
The professor's expression was blank, showing no obvious approval, but he was not opposed to taking the opportunity to give his house a reward, "Correct, Slytherin, ten points!"
Harry sat down happily and showed a big smile to Draco. His emerald green eyes suddenly turned into a crescent-shaped pool. Other teachers usually only gave him five points. Snape House The elder really favors them!
"Bang!"
¡°Obviously this favoritism has aroused dissatisfaction from other people. As soon as Harry sat down, the red-haired lion from Gryffindor on the next experimental table expressed his disdain. Harry turned around with a smile and saw Ron's almost annoyed glare.
"It's a pity that whether Ron wanted to express his opinion on Harry's 'rebellion' or criticize the question he just answered, he didn't have this chance. Harry was not the only one who heard the snort just now.
"Obviously, some people thought that the question just now was too simple and dismissed it." Professor Snape's voice sounded again, and an almost malicious smile appeared on the corner of his usually tight lips, "Then let's see if there is any problem among us. A future Potions Master, Weasley!" Professor Snape suddenly raised his voice, "Can you tell me the difference between Aconitum scapula and Aconitum wolfsbane?"
Ron stood up tremblingly, his face was blank, and when he faced the Potions Professor's face, his freckles seemed to be turning white, "I I don't know."
Professor Snape glanced at the red-haired Weasley with contempt, "So, when does the sapweed need to be picked to maintain its medicinal properties?"
"¡¡sorry¡¡"
"Obviously, ridiculing a Slytherin who knows how to prepare before class does not improve your status. Or are you just jealous of his reputation?" Professor Snape did not complain just because Ron's face changed to the same color as his hair. Stop saying, "Well, stupid you should be glad that no matter how stupid you are now, at least you still have your mother at home and willing to take responsibility for your stupid words and deeds! Sit down! Remember, Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane are the same Plants, also collectively known as Aconitum. Sapweed needs to be picked during the full moon to maintain its medicinal properties. Why don't you write down all of this?" The professor finally yelled at all the little trolls who were sitting around with empty minds.
The happy smile on Harry's face instantly stiffened when his mother was mentioned. To be honest, he disliked the brainless Ron less and less now. Draco ruffled his hair. Professor Snape's eyes flashed blankly for a moment, but he said nothing. With a wave of his wand, the content of the first lesson automatically filled the blackboard, the process of making scabies potion. .
Draco hardly touched his hands during the whole class. This kind of operation was too simple for him. The scabies potion itself has no value. The importance of this class is to let the little wizards who are exposed to potions for the first time understand what slicing is. , what is grinding, what is steaming, and understand the importance of heat, time and stirring in making fine potions. Under Draco's complete guidance, Harry brewed a clear potion that was almost the same as described in the book. For this, Slytherin was given another ten points by Professor Snape.
In the end, the class ended with Harry adding twenty points to Slytherin, and Longbottom, the Gryffindor Crucible Killer, blowing up the cauldron and being sent to the hospital wing, and deducted five points for operating errors.
Oh, and there was the punishment for copying. After class, Harry pitifully handed in more than fifty copies, and looked at the professor with a look of emerald green like Lily, resigned to his fate, waiting for the verdict. Maybe it was because of his outstanding performance in front of Gryffindor, or maybe because the redness in his big green eyes still made the professor soften.
Professor Snape just used a fierce expression to spread his venom again, issued many warnings and many bans and punishments, and then Draco quietly turned the topic to the one-month confinement - what Draco would face A trainee experiment in advanced potions, and Harry had a bucket of African tree frogs waiting for him to eviscerate. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com