Soon, Wednesday arrived, and Harry and the others also had their first Potions class since the beginning of school.
When walking into the new Potions classroom on the second floor, every little wizard felt uneasy - whether it was Slytherin or Gryffindor, which made the two lions and snakes who usually dislike each other feel uneasy. The hospital has a feeling of hugging each other for warmth.
Yesterday, after George and Fred officially finished Professor Custer's Potions class, they announced in the Gryffindor common room that Professor Custer would teach everyone many new potions. Technique:
For example, putting your hand under the crucible to feel the temperature of the flame - but this is very complicated and dangerous, and no fool will be able to learn it.
And if someone can't learn, the professor won't punish him very much, just give him a lot of homework.
After hearing their bragging, Neville's already almost overwhelming fear increased to a new level. He spent the whole night thinking over and over again:
We have to stick our hands into the fire anyway, so why don’t I do it myself?
However, after countless ideological struggles, he finally appeared at the door of the Potions classroom.
"Don't be nervous." Harry patted his shoulder stiffly to comfort him.
Hermione said in a very affirmative tone:
"It's okay, Neville. I just checked the information today. George and Fred lied to you. There is no such operation as they said. Professor Custer may just want to teach us how to control flames - this is indeed very profound. , if you don’t do it right, it will easily explode..."
"Stop it Hermione, you're just scaring us!" Ron was also trembling a little, and he forced himself to retort to Hermione.
"I..." Hermione slapped the book on the table and said angrily: "I don't know what you have to fear. I think Professor Custer is a very good person."
"Professor Quirrell is also a very good person, except for one thing - he has the face of a mysterious man on the back of his head." Ron played the role of a bully.
"you!"
As soon as the two got into a fighting stance, they saw the door being opened. Aaron Custer, wearing a dark green wizard robe, walked into the classroom.
"Oh, everyone is here so early." Aaron walked to the front of the classroom and waved his magic wand. All the curtains were opened, the sunlight came in, and the originally dark classroom suddenly became bright.
"We don't need to avoid light in this class." Aaron stood in front of the blackboard and tapped the blackboard with his wand. Rows of big words immediately appeared on the blackboard.
"My name is Aaron Custer, your new Potions Professor. I'm sure everyone already knows this."
After a brief and clear introduction, Aaron quickly got to the point:
"Potion science is a broad and profound knowledge. If you just want to get started, it is not difficult, but if you want to delve into a sufficiently advanced level, you will need talent and a little luck."
"It's not like transfiguration. It's a magic that's exclusive to geniuses. If you want to hang your own portrait in the palace of potions, it's certainly very difficult, but if you just want to walk through the door of this palace, you can Looking down at the portraits of the masters, I think this should be something every wizard can do."
When Aaron said this, Neville glanced at him suspiciously. Aaron noticed and gave him an encouraging look, which almost scared Neville to the point of sliding off his chair.
"Of course, the entry I am talking about here means learning the most basic operations of potion preparation, being able to skillfully prepare some potions needed for daily use, and being able to master the properties of common potion raw materials and the basic principles of potion preparation. Learn these , I think it’s enough for you to meet most challenges.”
"I am willing to teach you all my knowledge - as long as you can learn it. I give you a piece of advice:
Potions is a subject that combines theory and practice. When you start to operate, please put down your imagination like taking off your coat, and do things according to the norms and regulations; when you start to think, then put this clothes back on, I Allow all your whims. "
"Finally, before class, I would like to ask everyone to look in the mirror. If your skin is green, I didn't say it. If not, then learn to ask questions when you encounter doubts, instead of just 'I'm wondering'. "
After saying this, the whole classroom was silent. The little wizards neither agreed nor objected. They just stood there blankly, like a group of wooden people.
This made Aaron feel that he was not giving a lecture, but a gangster brother speaking arrogantly, similar to "I have finished speaking, who agrees and who opposes".
Give me some reaction, everyone!
Seeing their appearance, Aaron's originally calm attitude suddenly became a little panicked.
"Bah bang bang."
As if responding to his inner voice, a lone applause sounded first - it was Hermione.
Immediately afterwards, the little wizards clapped together as if they had just woken up from a dream, and even Neville's face returned to some color - from Aaron's words, he seemed not to hear much aggression.
Aaron pressed his hands to signal everyone to stop. After the applause stopped, he continued:
"Thank you. When I came in, I also noticed that everyone had some strange reactions to me. I think this is caused by some rumors in the school recently."
"Of course, these rumors are mainly due to my negligence. I prepared some surprises for everyone in the first Potions class, but the class times of each grade are inconsistent, so I asked the class that started class first not to change the class time. The content was revealed, and there may have been a misunderstanding.”
"but--"
When he said this, Aaron paused, looked around with a smile, and said in a pretending relaxed tone:
"I'm curious, who spread these rumors to you, so that everyone - especially Mr. Neville Longbottom is so afraid of me? Is there anyone willing to give me an answer?"
As soon as these words came out, there was silence again in the classroom, and then, a hand was raised:
"It's George and Fred!"
Ron sold his two brothers without hesitation.
"I admire you, Mr. Weasley." Aaron winked at him, as if to express encouragement.
"I'll go talk to them after class."
A burst of low laughter immediately erupted in the classroom, and even the nervous Neville couldn't help laughing. The atmosphere in the classroom visibly improved.
"Okay, now that the rumors have spread, I'm sad, but it's useless. I hope everyone can give me a chance to refute the rumors with action-"
As he spoke, Aaron took out a beautiful box with silver carvings from his pocket. The box was so big that people wondered how it fit into his pocket.
"What is this, Professor?"
Someone soon asked boldly.
Aaron smiled slightly and opened the box with a click. Inside the box were four beautifully crafted bottles of different shapes, and the bottles contained four different types of potions.
"I have four bottles of magic potions here. I hope to use a class to invite a few students to experience their effects firsthand."
"???"
As soon as he said these words, the whole class seemed to be petrified, and they froze in place, with countless question marks flashing through their minds.
Potions...tests...punishments...
For a moment, all the rumors they had heard before flashed through the minds of the little wizards - even Hermione was stunned. There seemed to be only one sentence echoing in their minds at the moment -
Is this how you refute rumors? ? ?
