A group of classmates were speechless again, and suddenly remembered that the herbal medicine class had become a cafeteria. Hermione took out a picture and said which grass this was. Qingqing Potter looked at it and said: "Well, you can understand it as, human itching
Meat. Well, I suggest you don’t seek death if you have nothing to do. This guy eats meat. Although it’s not like a piranha, it will take off a few of your fingers. It’s still a normal operation. This guy has a very bad temper.”
"Its flowers and leaves are poisonous. It is a potion used in the field of black magic. It is the kind of potion that can kill people accidentally, be controlled, have a bad face, etc. The elf restaurant does not sell it, but I know that it is
There are some in corner alleys. Her stamens are excellent antidote materials. If your family's life is not very tight, you can actually consider selling some stamens for self-defense. It is very simple to use, such as a wishing bottle. Just grind the stamens
Turn it into powder and hang it on your body."
"It has the effects of deworming and detoxifying. Even when you feel that your body is obviously poisoned, you can choose to eat a little bit of it. Even if you are poisoned by animal poison, eating it will not make your condition worse.
Morning, of course, if the doctor asks, you have to tell him that you have eaten this stamen, so you wear one around your neck so that the doctor can make a judgment."
"This thing has a strong attack power. Its only weak point is the itchy flesh of the rhizome. You can use a wand or a relatively long branch to stroke it from top to bottom, and then gently rub the stem. Of course, if you are surrounded by them, then the technique is as follows
Poke more and hit according to the meaning. That part is very sensitive to them. Under normal circumstances, they will run away directly and spit at you if they have a bad temper. If you are brave, you can collect the spit.
Sell it to Professor Snape."
Professor McGonagall, who came in to observe Guoguo's lecture, heard about this alternative class and suddenly interrupted: "Miss Potter, if you could take a serious look at what the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is about, it would be even better.
Not interested in becoming a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"
Qingqing pouted: "Are you serious?"
Mag nodded and Qingqing clapped her hands: "Sure, but Hermione will be the teaching assistant. Also, do we want to teach grades one to seven, or only grade one? No, we need to be able to teach grade 7 and graduate directly."
McGonagall took her Hermione to the principal's office. After discussion, they were temporarily in charge of the first-year Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and said that the class content could be used freely.
Qingqing said: "Salary, you need points to exchange for salary. Based on the quality of our teaching, the minimum is 100 points, and any extra points will be deducted. Each person has 100 points, and we will count separately. And I have to participate in Quidditch, so I have to miss the class perfectly.
Training time." It's all the little things.
After returning home, Qingqing and Hermione began to endorse and think about what they wanted to say. Qingqing happily asked the unicorn and centaur how to protect themselves if they were a little wizard.
Coupled with the content of the Charms class, the two top students started to study on their own like crazy. As for things that neither of them could understand, they could just grab Snape and come over to make up the lessons.
Knowing that it was Friday and today was Potions class, during breakfast, more than a hundred owls suddenly flew into the restaurant without warning, found their respective destinations, and dropped the packages directly.
Harry received a note today. The handwriting was really ugly. It said:
Dear Harry: I know you have no classes on Friday afternoon. I wonder if you can come over and have tea with me around three o'clock in the afternoon? I would like to know how your first week goes. Please let Hedwig give me a reply.
Harry confirmed the number of people who were going and wrote on the back of the note: "Okay, I'd be happy to see you soon. If you don't suggest that Hermione and Qingqing go back with their books." Then Hedwig flew away.
Qingqing asked: "Well, I suggest you eat more. I don't think the giant's taste is the same as ours."
Potions class is held in the underground classroom. It is cooler than the main building of the castle above. Glass jars are placed along the wall, and the animal specimens soaked in them make people tremble after looking at them.
Qingqing complained: "He is becoming more and more like a mad scientist."
Going to class with Slytherin again, Malfoy always said: "Hey, this is our youngest Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Hermione snorted.
Qingqing grinned and asked: "Well, do you want me to teach you a lesson now? It's not your fault that you are a bitch, but if you don't have enough strength, you don't have the right to be a bitch." After she finished speaking, there was a slap in the face.
A series of slaps. Qingqing complained calmly: "Dear, as a professor, I won't deduct points, I will just slap you."
Malfoy choked: "You." He glanced and saw Snape coming in like a gust of wind, so he pursed his lips and cried to you.
Qingqing stood behind him and said helplessly: "Potter, are you bullying someone again?"
Qingqing should just blame Snape and say: "He has a mean mouth."
Snape said sternly: "As a Potions teacher, you can deduct points, but you are not allowed to hit anyone."
Qingqing nodded: "Okay, how many points do you have left in Slytherin? Believe it or not, I will avenge you personally."
Snape rolled his eyes, is this really a good answer? Qingqing nodded, very good, very good. Snape rolled his eyes, took out the roster, called the roll, and stopped when Harry's name was called, but he didn't mock him.
When you reach Qingqing, skip the next one.
After calling the names, he glanced at his classmates with cold eyes. When the classroom became quiet, she said: "You are here to learn the precise science and strict craftsmanship of potion preparation." His voice was barely above a whisper.
Some, but everyone heard every word he said.
He effortlessly made the classroom orderly and a deterrent. Well, if there was any disharmony, it was someone who wanted to eat something. Snape's eyelids twitched, he ignored it, and continued:
"Since there's no silly waving of wands here, many of you won't believe this is magic. I don't expect you to truly appreciate the beauty of a slow-simmering cauldron, white smoke rising, and fragrant aromas wafting out.
Where.”
Qingqing said here: "Adding a dragon will make it more delicious. A pig will do, but grass alone won't taste good."
Snape rudely hit Qingqing on the head, took off her hat and threw it away. Then he continued: "You don't really understand that the liquid that flows into people's blood vessels makes people feel excited.
The magical power that blurs the will. 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."