At around three o'clock, Ke Wen was admiring the scenery through the window in the office corridor, when a sudden voice sounded from the corner of the corridor, startling him.
"I guess you still have some sense of time."
Snape's figure was like a big bat, walking over quickly with almost no hesitation. The wide sleeves of the wizard's robe could not keep up with Snape's speed, making a "hunting" sound behind him.
Arriving in front of the office door, Snape just waved his hand, and the office door opened inwards with a whoosh.
"Come in." Snape ordered without looking back, and walked into the office first.
The office looked very dark. There were bottles and cans on the wooden shelves against the wall, and they contained all kinds of disgusting things.
This scene made Ke Wen couldn't help but think back to the basement where he almost died.
"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come here." Snape was already sitting at the desk. Seeing Kewen looking at the room with a somewhat vacant look, Snape couldn't help but urge him.
"Okay professor." Kewen came to his senses and walked to the desk.
Snape did not let Kewen sit down, but while sorting out the homework books for each grade on his desk, he said without raising his head: "You said this morning... you are not used to the quantifiers I use?"
"Uh, yes, Professor." Coven admitted.
"What measurement standards are you used to?" Professor Snape asked, but his tone did not fluctuate, making it seem like he was talking to himself.
"Grams, kilograms, etc." Ke Wen answered.
"Gram..." Snape recalled briefly, and then continued in a calm tone: "I remember that it was the international unit of mass defined by the Muggle world ninety-nine years ago."
Ke Wen was speechless, secretly thinking that Snape knew too much. To be honest, Ke Wen himself had never studied the origin of these things, he just got used to them when he grew up.
At this time, Snape continued: "Forget those Muggle things from now on, and get used to using the wizarding world's measurement standards."
"I think... this may take some time." Coven responded with some embarrassment.
"Remember your current identity." Snape warned: "You are no longer a Muggle, but a wizard. In the world of wizards, don't believe in those so-called standards, but believe in being a wizard.
intuition."
"Intuition?" Ke Wen felt that this was magic, but too unscientific.
At this time, Snape organized all the documents in front of him, pushed them to the edge of the table, and looked up at Ke Wen.
"Intuition is the criterion for judging whether a wizard is successful." Snape now not only did not have any weirdness, but explained seriously: "In terms of magic, wizards who rely on intuition to cast magic are usually more successful than those who use magic rigidly.
Be high."
"In terms of potions, you don't have to just follow the dosage standards of herbal medicines in books, because not all herbal medicines in the world contain exactly the same amount of medicine."
Hearing this, Ke Wen was thoughtful.
Seeing this, Snape stopped explaining for a while, and then continued: "So you have to rely on intuition to feel whether you should add more or less herbs when preparing potions."
"Just like this morning, although the herbs you added to the crucible seem to be the same as those your classmates added before, the herb you chose is obviously less effective than the one your classmates used before."
"In this case, you need to rely on intuition. You should add a few more herbs to ensure the successful preparation of the medicine."
"Then there is the stirring of the medicine. You also need to rely on intuition to feel at what speed, what strength, and in what direction the medicine should be stirred."
At this point, Snape finally couldn't help but uttered contemptuous words in a calm tone: "Do you think Potions is like other courses, and you can successfully master it by just studying hard?"
"This..." After listening to Snape's words, Coven was speechless.
"To prepare a perfect bottle of potion, to sum up, intuition must be used everywhere." Professor Snape looked into Ke Wen's eyes and said slowly: "Rely on intuition to choose the amount of herbs, and rely on intuition to control the heat of the crucible.
, rely on intuition to adjust the way of mixing the medicine.”
"Only by relying on intuition to perfectly coordinate these three steps, can the most perfect potion be prepared. Otherwise, if any step is not perfect, the prepared potion can only be regarded as qualified. The potion is so weak that it is a waste of herbs.
"
A perfectionist, Coven finally understood Professor Snape's character, but he was not qualified to evaluate it.
"I understand, thank you Professor for your guidance." Ke Wen thanked him seriously and politely.
"In future studies..." Professor Snape did not care about Ke Wen's thanks and continued: "Adapt to my measurement standards as soon as possible, adapt to the use of the scale as soon as possible, and feel more of your own intuition."
"I will." Kewen nodded.
"You can go out now." Professor Snape ordered him to be kicked out.
"That...Professor." Ke Wen did not say goodbye, but looked hesitant.
"Is there anything else?" Professor Snape said calmly.
Ke Wen continued to say hesitantly: "Professor, can you please make a potion now?"
When Snape heard this, he stared at Kewen for a long time, and then stood up without saying a word.
He quickly walked out from behind the desk, walked to the snow storage area as if drifting, and picked out some herbs from the herb cabinet.
Back at his desk, Snape set up the scales, crucibles and other utensils, and silently began to grab an herb and grind it into powder.
"Wait a minute, Professor!"
Coven suddenly spoke, causing Snape to pause and turn his head to look over.
"Could you show me the herbal medicine first?" Ke Wen asked.
Snape finally had an expression on his face. He frowned slightly when he heard this, and stared at Kewen for a moment before continuing to hand over the herbs without saying a word.
Ke Wen stretched out his palm, placed the herbs on it, and then closed his eyes.
After all, he has a master's level in fighting skills. Although he doesn't know what intuition is, as a warrior, Ke Wen still has some sixth sense.
After a while, Covin opened his eyes and returned the herb to Professor Snape.
Next, Coven felt all the herbs that Professor Snape was going to use, and then carefully felt the potion that Professor Snape was mixing.
After the potion was perfectly made, Coven glanced at Professor Snape, then without saying a word, he silently picked up another herbal medicine and began to make the potion.
Watching Ke Wen put in the herbs, control the heat, and stir the potion, Snape's paralyzed face could no longer hold back, and he showed a look of shock...