I'm in Hogwarts, what the hell is the Honghuang system?

Chapter 57 Professor, we are the Slytherins!

Snape stared at Harry blankly, as if he had suffered a strong mental shock.

In a trance, he felt as if he saw Lily of the past.

Yes, it’s very similar.

Even this school uniform robe seems to have taken me back to the past.

And these emerald green eyes are exactly the same as Lily's.

But soon, Snape reacted.

No, there are still many differences.

This isn't Lily, but more like Lily's daughter, or even...

Snape felt that Harry looked just like Lily and his own daughter!
As soon as this thought came to mind, even the brain-occlumency technique that Snape maintained at all times seemed to be emitting a buzzing sound under the heavy burden, and his eyes seemed to be spinning.

Snape frowned, pressed his fingers against his temples, and tried to support his body.

When the dizziness finally subsided, Snape saw the concern in Harry's emerald eyes.

"Professor Severus, are you alright?"

Harry followed Rhine's previous instructions and spoke carefully.

"We didn't mean to come so late. Don't be so angry. We will come earlier next time."

"Could you please not take points from us Gryffindor?"

Snape took a deep breath, trying to keep his expression stiff.

"Forget it this time. The points deducted from Gryffindor will be taken back."

As if possessed by some unknown force, Snape added another sentence.

"Although Harry Potter arrived late, he is sincere in admitting his mistakes, which is commendable."

"One point for Gryffindor!"

As soon as this voice was heard, the entire Potions classroom fell silent.

Hermione, Ron and other young Gryffindor wizards all had expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

Snape, who was gossiped about behind his back by senior students, actually gave Gryffindor extra points?

Merlin, what the hell is going on?!
Ron, Neville and others who knew the inside story looked at Rhine as if he were a god.

At this moment, Rhine's position in their hearts was like that of a prophet.

He did it, he actually got Snape to give Gryffindor extra points!

The Slytherin students felt like they were hit hard by a blow.

The score gap between Slytherin and Gryffindor was already getting bigger and bigger, and everyone was expecting Dean Snape to deduct a lot of points from Gryffindor. Why is he adding points to Gryffindor now?

Malfoy's eyes went dark, but he changed his mind and immediately comforted himself in his heart.

"No, no, no, this is to praise first and then to suppress."

"The Headmaster also gave Gryffindor extra points to prove that he wasn't deliberately targeting Gryffindor. If he continued to severely deduct points from Gryffindor, even Professor McGonagall wouldn't be able to say anything."

"I see, Godfather, is this your plan? No wonder father always wants me to learn more from you!"

At this moment, Rhine, Harry and others came to their seats and sat down, and the little Gryffindor wizards all breathed a sigh of relief.

But Snape seemed to have not recovered yet, still in a daze, standing at the podium without saying a word, and even seemed to have forgotten his iconic opening remarks for the Potions class.

Harry wasn't used to it.

Since last night, he had almost imagined everything he would encounter in Potions class.

After the opening remarks, Snape should have come to find fault and ask questions.

What about the opening remarks?
Rhine gave Harry a look, and Harry understood. He coughed twice and reminded Snape.

"Professor, isn't it time for you to start your class?"

"Should I introduce Potions class?"

“Is there a phrase?”

Only after these words were spoken did Snape come back to his senses.

Oh yes, yes, I almost forgot.

Snape cleared his throat, looked around the classroom, glanced at every little wizard, and finally uttered the classic opening remarks.

"You are here to learn the precise science and rigorous craft of potion preparation."

"..."

"I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death - but there must be one thing, that is, you must not be the stupid fools I often encounter."

The next moment, Snape's eyes fell on Harry.

Compared to the original book where he called Harry "Potter", this time, Snape directly called out Harry's full name. "Harry - Potter -"

A long Harry, a short, almost inaudible Potter, such a voice was heard.

Malfoy looked excited.

coming!

coming soon!
"Harry Potter knows how to remind the professor to hurry up and attend class, which proves that he has a strong desire to learn."

"He has also been familiar with the class procedures, which shows that he has a very positive attitude towards this Potions course."

"Three points to Gryffindor for that!"

Malfoy's excitement came to an abrupt end.

He almost suspected that he had heard it wrongly.

Professor, we are Slytherins and they are Gryffindors, you must be mistaken!

Malfoy was so anxious that his eyes almost popped out of his head, and he kept trying to remind Snape by coughing.

The Slytherin students followed suit and coughed one after another.

Snape frowned, as if he finally came to his senses, and his eyes became gloomy and sharp.

Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief. Great, the familiar cold feeling from the godfather was back. Someone was going to be in trouble.

Gryffindor, Rhine, Harry Potter, your good days are over...

"Malfoy!"

“What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to a mugwort infusion?”

Malfoy smiled.

Haha, what a difficult question. Even I, who have received special tutoring, don’t know the answer. How could those ignorant trolls in Gryffindor know the answer?

But just as he was laughing happily, he met Snape's gloomy eyes.

Malfoy was suddenly stunned and pointed at himself.

"I?"

"Professor, are you asking me to answer the question?"

Snape frowned and curled his lips.

"Malfoy is not paying attention in class, deduct one point!"

"Now answer my question, what do you get when you add powdered narcissus root to an infusion of wormwood?"

Malfoy stood there blankly and squeezed out a sentence.

"I don't know, sir."

Snape's frown deepened.

"If I asked you to find me a bezoar, where would you go?"

"What's the difference between Aconitum naviculatum and Aconitum davidianum?"

After Malfoy shook his head repeatedly as if sleepwalking, Snape's anger towards his godson was clearly revealed.

"It seems our Mr. Malfoy didn't even open a book before school started, did he?"

"Tsk, tsk—it seems fame and fortune aren't everything."

"Let me tell you, Malfoy, narcissus root powder and wormwood together make a very potent sleeping potion, a dose of life and death."

"Bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat. It has a very strong detoxifying effect."

"As for Aconitum napellus and Aconitum davidianum, they are the same plant, also collectively known as Aconitum."

"For your careless preparation, Slytherin will lose two points!"

Then, Snape suddenly turned and looked at Harry again.

"Harry—Potter."

Harry's heart suddenly tightened.

Even Malfoy, who was born into a wizarding aristocracy, couldn't answer the questions Snape asked. He had no confidence at all.

As for Malfoy, who had just been dejected, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

Godfather, is this your self-torture trick?

Wonderful, wonderful!
I said I can't be the only one who is unlucky!
The next moment, Snape asked Harry a question.

"Now let me ask you, what do you get when you add powdered narcissus root to an infusion of wormwood?"

(End of this chapter)