The next day John went to the Potions classroom.
As soon as he sat down, there was a lot of space around him.
When the Gryffindor people arrived, they saw John standing out from the crowd.
Hermione and Neville both looked over worriedly, and John shrugged and gave him an okay look.
Class begins.
Snape was like a walking greasy bat, and the wind blew up his robes as he walked, as if he was wearing a blower.
"This course doesn't require you to foolishly wave your wand or mutter incantations."
After walking to the podium and standing still, Snape crossed his arms and looked around at the students with sharp eyes.
Immediately he began his opening remarks.
"I can teach you how to confuse your mind and confuse your senses."
"I will teach you to win fame and create glory."
"I can even teach you how to live forever..."
John curled his lips when he heard these words. If you could teach this, would Voldemort still get Horcruxes?
Immediately, his eyes wandered to summon the panel, and his magic power increased somewhat after training.
...
[Magic: Level 1 (20/100)]
[Magic: Alaho Cave Opens (Level 3)]
[Skills: Short Weapon Mastery (Level 7), Polearm Weapon Mastery (Level 6), Heavy Weapon Mastery (Level 3), Thermal Weapon Mastery (Level 1)]
[Blessings: Physical fitness, quick attack, precision]
...
According to his calculation, he can get five points of magic power after training in one day.
He wondered if he could get some dumbbells and put them in the room.
He was distracted, and Snape on the podium turned his gaze to John as he spoke, making no secret of his disgust.
He said with a sarcastic tone and a sinister tone: "Perhaps some of you already have a certain reputation and a small amount of power when you first arrived at Hogwarts, so you can be so arrogant that you don't listen to my lessons seriously!"
John came back to his senses and saw Malfoy's gloating expression next to him. He picked up the quill on the table expressionlessly.
Just such an action made Malfoy's smile stop abruptly.
Although Snape hated John, there was someone even more annoying here.
He did not hesitate to point the finger at the savior Harry Potter.
"Mr. Potter."
"Tell me what would happen if you added narcissus root powder to a mugwort infusion."
Harry Potter was a boarding child in a Muggle family some time ago, so of course he wouldn't know, so he shook his head innocently.
But Snape was determined to ask him, ignoring Hermione who raised her hands high next to her.
He continued to ask aggressively: "Mr. Potter, if I want a bezoar, do you know where to find it?"
"I don't know, teacher."
“What’s the difference between Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane?”
"have no idea."
After asking and answering, everyone knew that Snape was not interested in the Savior.
John watched this scene and couldn't help but laugh.
This is a famous scene after all.
It was this smile that made Snape's hatred transfer again.
"Mr. Wick, maybe you can tell Mr. Potter the answer to the question just now." Snape turned to look at John.
John looked confused as to why he had his own role.
[Ding, trigger the plot mission, complete Professor Snape’s question, and get the blessing: Academic Master]
[Xueba: 2 hours a day to enhance learning efficiency]
Can this also trigger a mission?
John's eyes were blank for a while, but he quickly came back to his senses and recalled this paragraph carefully.
It was a coincidence that he couldn't remember many things, but he still remembered the famous Snape's Three Questions.
So he stood up and said in a non-arrogant tone: "Narcissus root powder can be made into a living hell decoction by adding mugwort infusion."
"Bezoars can be found in goats' stomachs."
"There is no difference between Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane, they are the same plant."
After answering three questions confidently, John showed a reserved smile.
At this moment, the entire classroom fell silent.
Malfoy, who wanted to see John make a fool of himself, smiled stiffly. Snape was a little surprised, but it was more out of disgust that his purpose had not been achieved.
He said coldly: "Sit down, Slytherin will gain 5 points, Gryffindor will lose 5 points."
Angry and angry, Slytherin must be given extra points, and Gryffindor must be deducted.
John shrugged and sat down, while his mind reminded him to get the blessing of the top student.
Snape's unvented anger successfully spread to other students, and Malfoy, who had just been gloating about his misfortune, was so frightened that he was as obedient as a foal.
Harry, Ron and other little lions looked at John as if they were looking at a hero.
After Potions class ended, the Slytherins trooped out.
John seemed alone in the group.
...
Dining in the lobby.
John couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the so-called British delicacies. Even after eating it for so many years, he still couldn't help but miss Chinese delicacies occasionally.
Hermione came to John and watched John torture the skinned potatoes with a fork. She couldn't help but asked worriedly: "John, are you okay?"
Hermione was worried about John's situation in Slytherin, but she obviously underestimated John.
When John was struggling with why someone would eat potato peelings, he said casually when he heard this: "Of course, don't you see they are all afraid of me."
However, in order to comfort Hermione, John decided to put aside his grudge with Malfoy.
Glancing at Malfoy passing by, John stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Malfoy."
Malfoy stopped, watched John approaching warily, and subconsciously took a step back.
Feeling that he was so embarrassed, he became angry and said: "Wick, what do you want to do, you..."
"If you dare to say so, I will send you to the campus hospital." John smiled kindly, but Malfoy couldn't help but stand on end.
John patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, after all, I'm not a devil. We are all classmates. We can't see each other when we look up, so I won't go too far."
After saying that, he smiled at the two lackeys next to Malfoy, making Crabbe and Goyle shudder and nod hurriedly.
"See, Crabbe and Goyle both feel the same way, so let's make up."
Malfoy looked at the two followers and said angrily: "You two idiots."
Looking at John's stretched out hand, he said harshly: "I refuse to be friends with you, and don't think you can be arrogant just because you defeated me in a sneak attack. Wizards should use magic to decide the outcome, not fists!"
John took his hand back indifferently. After listening to what he said, he immediately said: "Okay, let's find a place and have an open and fair fight. Don't nobles like duels? I'll satisfy you."
These words made Malfoy panic, and his neck still hurt.
He immediately stopped talking, lowered his head as if he hadn't heard anything, and left dejectedly.
John sat back and said to Hermione who was stunned: "Look, it's totally fine."
Hermione nodded confusedly, is this okay?
But the brain circuit of a top student is always special, so she discussed potions with John.
John was so confused that he ate the food in a few mouthfuls, leaving the potato with the skin on, and left in despair.
After all, he only knew those three, and he knew nothing about the others.
A large number of owls flew into the Great Hall, and Neville received a memory ball.
...
One thing that is very good about Hogwarts is that the classes are short and the breaks are long, with weekends off on Saturdays and Sundays.
Taking advantage of weekends to exercise, John carried a stone as big as a person's head and ran by the Black Lake.
"It feels so good to be able to see the magic power increase."
Seeing the data growing, John felt like he was playing a game.
He has not forgotten the dangers of the Harry Potter world, and campus life will not be stable for long.
He had already seen Professor Quirrell during class this week, and remembered the choking stench, which was really impressive.
In his previous life, John had watched the movie and knew little about the original work.
I have almost forgotten the rest of the plot, and one of the few things I remember is that Quirrell has Voldemort on his head.
I didn't recognize him last time at the Leaky Cauldron, but I did this time.
I just don’t know how the frightened Dark Lord could stand that stench.
I don’t remember the details, I just remember that Quirrell was taken over by Voldemort in the end and was defeated by Harry.
John secretly said: "This danger cannot be ignored, and we must improve our strength as soon as possible."
Reality is not fiction, a little bit of danger is enough to be fatal.
Throwing the stone away and looking at the dirty clothes, he wondered where he could get some weight-bearing equipment.
...
The second week of school.
Here comes the second most impressive lesson in the Wizarding World.
Flying lessons.
