Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 67 Chapter 66: Enlightened! We all got it! [First update]

Put out the fire.

Ian wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"Without me, this potion would have been ruined!"

Just as one who gathers firewood must carry his own torch, so one who lights a fire must carry his own fuel.

The timing of heating is a science.

Whether it is cooking ingredients or brewing potions, excellent heat is always crucial. It is an indispensable key factor in determining success or failure. In short, it is full of responsibility and hardship, at least that's what Ian thinks. And his personal dashboard is also consistent with his three views.

[Potion Mastery (Level 2) 65/200]

Ian has actually been paying close attention to every brewing process.

Practice brings true knowledge.

It doesn't matter what others think. The proficiency level has increased by more than ten points, so there is no need to say more. I can only say that this is a really enjoyable potion-making experience!

"We are really good. We were the first to finish. I think the quality is really good."

Ian didn't notice Snape's face not far away, which was about to break his teeth. He began to instruct Aurora that it was time to complete the last step of brewing the potion.

"Uh-huh."

Aurora poured the potion into the container as Ian said. Looking at this bottle of high-quality boil potion, a satisfied smile appeared on her naturally cold face.

The first time I brewed the potion, it was a great success.

It's a sense of accomplishment.

"You are awesome! I even think we are both future Potions Masters!"

Ian continues to provide emotional value.

Aurora's handling of the ingredients and control of the brewing process were indeed excellent, but Ian felt that his occasional instructions must have played a significant role as well.

Direct others to brew potions.

How could it not be considered a talent for potions?

"I wonder if I can take the potion back." Aurora seemed to be a collector. She carefully placed her and Ian's works on the table.

at this time.

Snape, who was getting angrier and angrier the more he thought about it, had already walked over angrily. He really couldn't stand Ian Prince's behavior of blaspheming the family's honor.

How could the Prince family produce such a fireman!

"Professor, please look at our work! Give us a grade!"

Ian felt that the best works in this class were those of him and Aurora, but he did not realize that his proactive words were only adding fuel to the fire.

"Add five points to Slytherin and deduct one point from Ravenclaw!" Snape calmed himself down without saying a word, and then made a blunt excuse for his behavior.

"This potion is obviously the work of Miss Grindelwald. It is well done. And if you were not the one holding me back, I think the final quality would be even better."

Snape did not shout out loud, but just scolded coldly at the table.

"This is clearly the result of the two of us." Ian was of course not convinced. How could the personal panel deceive him? He was deeply involved in the process of brewing the potion this time.

"Professor, I think Ian is right."

Aurora also echoed, with a look of approval on her face.

Looking at this outstanding student from his own academy with his elbow bent outward, Snape's forehead was almost twisted into a piece, and his expression looked as if his back teeth were about to be broken.

Since the two parties spoke in unison, Snape couldn't get angry. After all, in some specific situations, he would sometimes make some sense.

"However, for this class's homework, I need two finished products." Fortunately, Snape's many years of experience in dealing with things allowed him to think of a solution immediately.

"what?!"

It was not Ian or Aurora who exclaimed, but the little wizards around who were still working hard to brew potions. They all had their eyes wide open and were panicked.

"Professor, you didn't mention this just now. I was taking notes the whole time."

"Oops, we only selected one copy of the material."

"We have already learned how to make one portion, so there is no need for us to make two portions, right?"

"How did you learn it? We can't even make one! Can someone teach me how to make the green potion turn yellow?"

"My urine is yellow, can you put some in?"

……

The group of young wizards wailed.

Snape remained calm.

He snorted coldly.

"I may not have said it just now, but I'm saying it now... this is what I ask for." Snape's understated words made Ian feel that he had met someone even more shameless than himself.

All the young wizards, including the Slytherin students, were somewhat indignant, but no one dared to attack. Ian could only choose to be forced to submit to Snape's tyranny.

"Aurora, we met the boss. Go get the ingredients and we'll make another one." Ian sighed heavily, and the German girl next to him was about to stand up when she heard that.

however.

But Snape held her shoulders and forced her back into her seat.

"Miss Grindelwald has finished her homework. Now it's your turn." Snape stared at Ian, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

He had lived for so many years, but he had never seen such a sneaky little wizard! Damn the Sorting Hat! Why wasn't such a guy sorted into Slytherin! "This is a blatant targeting!"

Although Ian was complaining, how could he not bow his head when he was under someone else's roof? He still went to the locker and picked out another batch of ingredients for making boil potion.

"Snake fangs, slugs, porcupine quills..."

Seeing what Ian brought back, Snape frowned and stared at him without saying a word. Ian had no choice but to bite the bullet and start processing the snake's fang.

Aurora wanted to start a fire.

Snape glared at her fiercely.

Aurora ignored him.

Begin to stir the fuel underneath the crucible.

The result of doing so was that she was lifted aside by Snape by the back of her robe.

"what?"

When being lifted up.

Hands dancing in the air.

The German girl seemed to subconsciously want to grab her wand.

Just held back.

"Let him do it himself."

Snape didn't care whether other little wizards who hadn't finished their work encountered any trouble. He just stood in front of Ian's desk, as if he was determined to supervise it from beginning to end.

"Kakaka~"

Ian ground the snake's fangs into powder and added them into the crucible. He adjusted the temperature himself and took the time to deal with the horned slugs among the materials.

Calculating the time in my mind.

Wave the wand.

He added the processed horned slugs to the cauldron.

"This is actually just like making soup. It all depends on the heat and stewing." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Ian chose to emphasize the role of fire.

This is the key point that Snape himself mentioned before.

therefore.

Snape was annoyed and could only remain silent.

He just stared at Ian's operation, wanting to seize the opportunity to give Ian a good scolding - this little bastard is simply a shame to Prince!
Between gnashing teeth.

Snape found that Ian's series of operations did not show any negligence or mistakes. This made the Hogwarts trolls who had already thought of their tirade very upset.

"continue!"

Snape refused to give up.

"what happened?"

"Why is the Dean staying in Ravenclaw all the time?" The other young wizards all looked over here, especially the Slytherins, who found that they had lost the care of their Dean.

Some people were confused.

Some people were staring at Ian and Snape, mumbling something.

Seeing everyone looking over.

"It's not just about the skill of stewing soup, but also about collecting the sauce, which involves the technique of cooking." Ian is not the type of person who likes to keep silent.

Ian also fully demonstrated his excellent quality of never keeping anything to himself while moving the crucible slightly away from the flame, putting in two porcupines, and starting to stir it clockwise for five circles.

His explanation not only made Aurora, who was watching attentively on the side, nod in agreement.

The little wizards who were watching around were also thoughtful. Compared with Snape's lofty words, the little wizards felt that Ian's explanation was more detailed.

"Shut your filthy mouth."

Snape finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"It's done, Professor."

Ian poured the prepared potion into the container. The yellow-green solution bubbled slightly in the glass bottle. The color was so standard that it was just like the description in the textbook.

Not perfect.

But absolutely impeccable.

Snape was just about to comment.

"So that's how it is! I understand!"

"I've realized it too!"

"It seems my mom is also a Potions Master! Her cooking is delicious!"

……

The sounds rang out one after another.

It's like a devilish sound piercing my ears.

Snape faced the biggest challenge since he became a coach.

(End of this chapter)