Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

"By the way, what classes do we have today?"

Harry took out his timetable and asked himself a question.

Then, somewhat hesitantly, he said:

"We're going to have two Potions classes with Slytherin. Rumor has it that Snape is particularly biased towards his own students and has a bad temper."

Darren shook his head, disagreeing, and said:

"You should call him Professor Snape. He's a very gentle person."

That's how it is for him anyway.

As for Harry...

Well, let's not say any more.

Harry's survival of Snape's clutches was the greatest respect Snape could show to their mother, Lily.

"Alright, alright, it's Professor Snape."

Harry said helplessly.

At that moment, he had no idea that Potions class might become his most hated subject in the future.

……

Potions class was held in an underground classroom.

The environment here is cold and damp.

Furthermore, the surrounding walls are covered with bottles and jars filled with animal specimens.

It looks eerie and frightening.

Darren sat at the very back of Slytherin, as usual.

Kassandra was sitting next to me.

Because of her aloof personality, like Darren, no one dared to sit with her.

Darren didn't even try to strike up a conversation with her.

He discovered that Miss Worley might indeed have a great fondness for him, but it was the kind of fondness one has for a toy.

She always wanted him to be the target of everyone's criticism.

However, sometimes she wouldn't allow him to do something that was too serious a threat, such as Harry asking her to leave the Slytherin table at breakfast.

In fact, everyone in Slytherin is looking at Darren with the same expression that says, "I'll get you when we get home tonight."

Including Becky and this Miss Cassandra.

Even Malfoy looked gloating.

Anyone else would probably be quite uneasy.

However, Darren was clearly no ordinary person; he showed no fear and even seemed to want to laugh.

He figured that if he went back that night, he might get another "Saint Father Points".

Of course, to outsiders, it seemed that he had no idea what he was about to face.

They also felt great sympathy for him.

"Oh!"

Darren was thinking about it.

The classroom door suddenly opened.

The sound of the door slamming against the wall startled everyone.

Then a figure appeared, a black robe fluttering past everyone's eyes.

"You've come here to learn..."

"Since no one's foolishly waving their wand here, therefore..."

“Here is…”

"I can teach you..."

"Even...stopping death!"

"I hope you're not that kind of fool..."

Snape's voice was like a whisper, but everyone could hear what he was saying.

Then he suddenly shouted, "Potter!"

Harry was startled and quickly stood up.

What would I get if I added narcissus root powder to mugwort infusion?

"I don't know, sir."

Harry looked at Snape blankly.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems fame isn't everything..."

Snape ignored Hermione's raised hand.

He said dismissively:

“Let’s try again, Potter. If you were looking for a dung rock, where would you look?”

Harry was even more confused.

He glanced sideways and saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle laughing so hard they were shaking.

Hermione raised her hand even higher.

Ron was just as stunned as he was, and clearly didn't know the answer either.

Only Darren was constantly mouthing the words to him, and even made a few anxious sounds.

But he couldn't understand what Darren was saying at all.

"I don't know, sir."

Harry felt like his brain no longer belonged to him.

"Potter, then tell me, what's the difference between Aconitum carmichaelii and Aconitum davidii?"

Snape looked at him with a mocking expression.

Harry could even see the mockery in his cold eyes.

“I don’t know, but since Hermione knows, why don’t you ask her?”

Harry said unhappily.

He felt that the teacher was making things difficult for Harry!

"sit down!"

Snape yelled at Harry:

"Let me tell you, Potter, narcissus root powder and artemisia can be mixed together to make... and dungstone is... aconite..."

Why don't you write them down?

"Potter, because you talked back to your teacher, you've lost ten points in Gryffindor!"

Harry was so angry he almost yelled.

Damn, is this what Darren meant by gentleness?

This is the worst time that Wenrou has ever been attacked online!

Chapter 57 Harry's Nightmare

The next class was a nightmare for Harry.

Snape divided them into pairs and instructed them on how to mix and prepare a simple potion to treat boils.

He fluttered his robes like a sinister bat, pacing around Harry, trying to find fault with him.

However, Harry found some solace in the fact that...

Almost everyone has been criticized by Snape.

Only Darren's potion was rated as perfect by Snape.

Snape was utterly shocked when he saw Darren's potion.

He stood there, stunned, staring at Darren for a long while, before finally speaking in a deep voice:

"Perfect! A truly brilliant idea! Slytherin, 20 points!"

Harry looked at his expression and almost burst out laughing with smugness.

Darren is his brother, so even if Snape hates him, he has to give Darren credit!

Darren hadn't expected Snape to be so shocked.