Harry Potter and the Old Ones Chapter 32

"Yes, I will get a pair of very powerful sleeping pills. It's called life and death water." Harry glanced at Tiera who was at the same table gratefully, and then immediately withdrew his gaze.

"Very good." Snape's eyes flashed an inexplicable emotion.

"So where can we find a bezoar?" Snape asked again.

"In the cow's stomach, sir," Harry replied.

"What's the difference between the boat-shaped aconite and the wolf poison aconite?"

"Well... No, there's no difference, sir." Harry said somewhat uncertainly, he seemed to remember that these two things were nicknames for blackheads, "It seems that they are both called blackheads."

Snape stared at Harry's emerald green eyes for a long time.

In the end, the expression on his face seemed to soften a little.

"Five points for Gryffindor."

After speaking, Snape turned back to the podium, tapped the table with his wand, and stopped the little wizard who was a little noisy below.

Potions class continued, but the situation of the Gryffindor students did not improve, and Snape quickly took back the points he had given Harry.

Snape divided them into pairs and instructed them to mix and concoct a simple potion for scabies.

Snape dragged his long black cloak around the classroom, watching them weigh dried nettles and smash the fangs of snakes. Almost all the students had been criticized, except Tierra and Harry. .

Harry felt that the reason why he was spared was entirely due to Tiera's. I saw that Tiera grabbed a handful of dried nettles, rubbed it lightly with her fingers, and placed it on the scale. It was a very accurate 5g!

Then Tiera jumped a few small poisonous snake teeth and gently placed it on the scale.

3.1g!

Harry looked at the scale on the scale, they needed 3g of Viper Tooth, as long as...

But Tiera did not weigh the poisonous tooth to the exact 3g, but directly crushed the poisonous tooth with a pestle and hammer, carefully knocked the poisonous tooth into pieces, and then grinded it in a clockwise direction from slow to fast. To powder, before grinding, Tiera lit the alcohol level, took out a larger cauldron, filled it half with water, dipped the small cauldron Hogwarts requested in the water, and put the slug's After mincing the tentacles and nettles, Harry and Harry measure five liters of water into their own little cauldron.

After the water in the big crucible boiled, Tiera took the small brush and swept the poisonous snake tooth powder in the mortar into the crucible.

Harry's eyes straightened, Tiera's set of movements was smooth, and while the other little wizards were adding or subtracting dried nettles on the scales, Tiera had put the potion into the pot and boiled it.

The reaction in the pot was normal. The potion gradually changed from mottled brown to pale yellow. Tiera stirred clockwise three times, and the potion stopped boiling and turned into a pot of pale yellow liquid.

At this time, Tiera quickly put on the heat insulating gloves, lifted the small crucible out of the water bath, and added the porcupine thorns and crow saliva that had been chopped up in order.

The light yellow potion finally turned light green. There was no violent reaction during this process, and everything seemed peaceful.

So far, Tiera has become the fastest student in the class to complete the potion brewing.

Even those from that line of wizarding families, such as Malfoy, are still grinding the serpent's teeth.

"Have you studied potions before?" Snape asked, staring at Tiera after examining the potions.

"No, sir." Tiera replied, "I used to work in a Chinese pharmacy in Chinatown. Muggles all use this method of heating to boil medicines. They have no magic to control the temperature."

The cooking method of this potion is not difficult, the difficulty lies in the temperature control and the timing of adding porcupine thorn and crow saliva.

But this is just a piece of cake for Tiera, who has undergone regular chemical university training and passed university chemistry experiments I-III, organic chemistry experiments, biochemical experiments, and biochemical separation experiments with grades.

Snape looked at him, then nodded silently, agreeing with this explanation.

Muggles did have a lot of ingenious ways to make soup and medicine, which Snape himself had seen a lot of, and it seems not impossible that a homeless orphan who was born in the Muggle world came into contact with these in the process of working. matter.

And this subtle technique is really useful in low-level wizards, because they can't precisely control the temperature of the flame with magic, so this method of heating in a water bath can effectively help them improve the success rate of brewing potions.

However, this method is not necessary for Snape. A potion master like him can turn the flame into the temperature he wants with just one thought without even waving his wand.

Heating with a water bath is a bit superfluous.

Just as he was showing everyone how perfect Tiera's process of brewing the potion was, a thick, acidic green smoke suddenly appeared in the basement classroom, and there was a loud hissing sound. Neville somehow burned Seamus' hot pot into a crooked piece, and the potion splashed on the slate floor, burning holes in the shoes of his classmates. Within seconds, the whole class was on the stools, Neville was soaked in the potion when the pot was overturned, and his arms and legs were covered in red, swollen scabies that made him scream in pain.

"Idiot!" Snape growled, wielding his wand and sweeping away the potion that was spilled on the ground.

"I think you must have put the porcupine quill in without taking the pot off the fire, didn't you?"

Neville burst into tears, and a lot of scabies suddenly appeared on his nose.

"Send him to the ward of the hospital above," Snape snapped at Seamus.

After this episode, Snape seemed to be in a worse mood, deducting Gryffindor points one after another.

Even Tiera's reward for being the first to brew a potion was selectively forgotten.

But even so, the little lions were still in a very encouraging mood.

Because Harry is the first Gryffindor since Snape taught Potions class to ask him to take the initiative to add points!

As expected of the person who defeated the mysterious man!

Almost all the little Gryffindor wizards gave Harry another credit~www.mtlnovel.com~ After all, compared with the childhood horror story The Mysterious Man, Snape is the real shadow of deduction on their roofs .

This made Harry even more popular, and Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw congratulated him wherever Gryffindors heard about it.

This kind of sympathy made Harry both happy and terrified.

Almost everyone thought it was Harry's fault.

Even Ron and Hermione came to congratulate him.

But only Harry himself knew that it wasn't at all.

If it wasn't for Tiera's notes...

It was he who stole the credit from Tiera, Harry thought in a panic, which made him feel guilty for stealing other people's things.

Harry found Tiera with some confusion and wanted to explain to him.

He was afraid that he would lose this friend because of this. After all, he stole the credit that belonged to him. This is stealing! Harry thought so.

"What? Oh, you said that." Tiera said nonchalantly, just looking up from the book, he regained that faint, breezy smile.

"Study hard, Harry." Tiera said helplessly, rubbing his eyebrows, he somewhat underestimated the glory of a wizard at this age, and he just helped Harry to become a savior's halo. Just louder, so that no one would notice Tiera, who had been following Harry and was a little weird.

Commonly known as black under the light.

But I didn't expect Harry to take this kind of thing so seriously.

"Compared to real knowledge, everything we have now is just passing clouds." Tiera didn't know what to say, so she could only persuade earnestly.

Chapter end

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