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Chapter 275: Snape's Negative Emotions
Chapter 275: Snape's Negative Emotions
Snape did not disappoint.
All those who failed to hand in their assignments were rewarded with three days of detention.
Not only did they have to finish their assignments in the cold, damp underground classroom in the evening, but they also had to deal with a whole barrel of potion ingredients piled up in the corner.
Although Snape didn't specify what they were, his sinister smile and the foul stench permeating the classroom hinted at something terrible within.
Mikael and Conna exchanged a glance, grateful they had just finished their potion assignment ten minutes earlier.
"Today, we will learn a new potion: Shrinking Potion." Snape announced in his usual tone, drawing out the words. "I have written the steps, so pay attention and then you can collect your ingredients."
"What are you waiting for!" he added.
Everyone immediately left their seats and rushed to the cabinet by the wall.
As usual, Conna's desk had the required ingredients, but instead of a full bag, there was only one portion.
This meant Kyle couldn't mooch off her anymore.
Kyle glanced at Snape and found him staring back, his eyes filled with mockery.
"Stingy!" Kyle muttered, getting up and heading towards the cabinet.
By the time he arrived, he found only a few broken daisy roots and a couple of withered figs, squished and flattened, remaining in the cabinet.
"The ingredients are limited," Snape's voice echoed from the podium. "So you'd better get it right the first time, and don't think about making mistakes and trying again!"
"Before the end of class, the person with the worst potion will lose twenty points, which might motivate you to be a little more serious and brew the potion properly."
As Snape spoke these words, his eyes remained fixed on Kyle.
It was clear that without ingredients, Kyle would be the one with the worst potion.
"I was careless..." Kyle sighed.
Used to mooching off Conna's ingredients, he never expected Snape to play such a dirty trick.
"Didn't you get any ingredients? Here, take this."
At that moment, a hand suddenly extended towards Kyle.
In Kyle's eyes, this hand seemed to emit a faint, holy light of hope.
Mikael placed a tray on Kyle's desk.
"You know my potions always go wrong, so I always take extra ingredients as a precaution."
"Thank you," Kyle exclaimed. "You've helped me a lot."
"It's nothing," Mikael said, pointing to a piece of parchment on the desk.
Without Kyle's help, they wouldn't have completed their potion assignment by lunchtime.
This time, they had helped each other.
Upon seeing Kyle solve his ingredient problem, Snape's mood instantly soured.
He glared at Kyle, about to say something, but Conna suddenly switched her cloth bag and tray.
"These leech juices look good. Can I use them?"
"Of course," Kyle nodded.
Snape's forehead visibly tensed, veins popping out.
The leech juice from the tray was better? Preposterous! The ingredients in the cabinet were from students in detention, how could they compare to the ones he had prepared personally? But seeing Kyle and Conna already starting to chop the daisy roots, he could only take a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the anger simmering within.
Snape was in a foul mood... He had to pass on this emotion.
So...
"The Daisy Root was cut too large, Hufflepuff loses two points..."
"The Withered Fig's skin is too thick, Hufflepuff loses three points."
...
After making a round, Snape, still seething, approached a Slytherin student.
The student proudly raised his chin, expecting praise from his Head of House.
His potion was a light green color, very close to the standard answer.
Under normal circumstances, he would have received bonus points.
But the next moment...
"A little Leech Juice is enough. Why did you put so much? Slytherin loses two points!"
Yes... Snape, still fuming, had started deducting points from his own House! This made everyone's mood sour.
...
"What's wrong with Professor Snape?!"
During dinner, Kyle heard students discussing this incident.
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"He actually deducted twenty points from Slytherin... twenty points!"
At first, the others didn't believe it.
After all, everyone at Hogwarts knew that the Potions professor was most biased towards Slytherin. Even if one of them blew up a cauldron, they would only be given detention and not have points deducted.
"This joke isn't funny at all."
At the Gryffindor table, Fred glanced at Lee Jordan, who was dancing beside him, and mocked, "Or maybe you're still asleep, mistaking bonus points for point deductions."
"I'm not joking!"
Lee Jordan spoke earnestly, "This news has spread like wildfire. Don't you know about it?"
"Wait, you're not joking, are you?" George put down his cup.
"I swear!"
Lee Jordan pointed towards the Slytherin table, "Or you can go over there and check, they're talking about this too."
Fred immediately became interested and asked, "When did this happen?"
Harry and Ron also put down their utensils, listening intently.
The fact that Snape deducted points from Slytherin was as unbelievable as Hermione forgetting the password to the common room.
"It happened during Potions class this afternoon." Lee Jordan excitedly said, "I happened to pass by when some third-year Slytherins were talking, and I overheard this."
"I thought I misheard at first, but then I noticed that Slytherin's hourglass had indeed lost twenty points compared to before! They only had Potions class in the afternoon."
"Whoa..." Harry sucked in a breath.
"You said third-year students?" Fred frowned, "Which House was with Slytherin in class?"
"Hufflepuff."
Lee Jordan casually replied, "These two Houses were the first to spread the news."
"Kyle!" Fred and George said simultaneously.
Although they didn't know what had happened, their instincts told them that this incident was definitely related to Kyle.
Based on their years of experience, whenever something unusual happened at Hogwarts, they could directly blame Kyle.
It might not be one hundred percent his fault, but at least eight out of ten times, they were right.
"If only we were born a year later."
"And then sorted into Hufflepuff."
Fred and George looked up at the Hufflepuff table across from them, their eyes filled with longing.
Their biggest regret was not being in the same year as Kyle.
That would have been far more exciting than their current situation.
(End of Chapter)
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