Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Ten thirty on Friday morning.

Everyone arrived at the underground Potions classroom early.

Although they had not yet taken the Potions class, Snape's name had already spread to all the freshmen. The classroom was quiet and no one spoke.

As soon as Snape, with a sallow face, entered the classroom, he waved his wand and drew all the curtains, making the already poorly lit classroom even darker.

After the self-introduction, it was time to call the roll.

When it came to Sainz, he paused, "I've heard some rumors.

Maybe some people have received a little bit of insignificant praise from other professors, but Potions is obviously not something that can be excelled in by rote memorization.

I don't want anyone bringing some other kind of vanity into Potions class."

No one spoke, but everyone knew who he was targeting.

Sainz knew what kind of person Snape was. His professional level was indeed impeccable, but as for the rest, he just lived by saying "I'm always here".

Teacher ethics or something. What is teacher ethics?

After calling the roll, his classic opening came next.

Very cool, had to record it.

A thought suddenly flashed through Sainz's mind: what if the world he was in was also a novel?

If I were to record these long passages of the Potions professor's opening remarks, would people accuse me of plagiarizing a book? Wouldn't that be a shame?

However, Snape's words are indeed very impressive. If I don't record them, it seems that the bloodline of the world I traveled to is not pure?!

Suddenly, an idea flashed upon him. There seemed to be a place called "author" at the back of the notebook, so he might as well put it there.

After the opening, everyone was silent.

"Autumn, what medicine can I make if I have the standard ingredients, valerian sticks, flobberworm slime, and lavender?"

Sure enough, the criticism was directed at him. Sainz was fine, but Adam, who sat at the same table, turned pale.

"You can prepare a hypnotic, professor!" Sainz said in a flat voice.

"So what's in the herbicide?"

"The herbicide, in addition to a standard ingredient, contains flobberworm slime, hornworm juice, and lionfish spine powder."

"Read it as it's written... What is the potion that improves the user's memory?"

Saiens knew that this was introduced in "Advanced Potion Making" and was called Reminiscence Agent.

But he was tired of the child's boring game of bickering, "I'm sorry Professor, I haven't read it in Magical Pharmacy and Potions."

Snape's sallow face darkened, "You obviously haven't read enough books." Then he shouted at the others, "You don't write it down because you know more than Autumn!"

In the first class, the potions they made were simple. Snape asked them to work in pairs to prepare a simple potion to treat boils.

He walked around the classroom dragging his long black cloak, supervising them as they weighed nettles and crushed snake fangs, and he would criticize them fiercely if they showed any sign of error, and almost everyone did not escape.

After all, potions is a subject that requires practical experience. Even if Sainz has memorized the book very well, there will inevitably be problems when practicing.

This gave the Potions professor room to maneuver, and all kinds of negative comments were thrown at him like garbage.

Facing the criticism from the Potions Professor, Sainz accepted it all with an open mind. Perhaps because he did not get the desired reaction from the professor, after other students had problems, Snape turned around and left, and did not come back during the class.

A one-hour Potions class may be the most difficult hour of the week for young wizards.

Not only that, the one-foot-long parchment paper after class is also their nightmare.

Adam and Ben were like two drowned pickles, all wrinkled.

"This is unfair, Sainz, this is unfair to you. You answered so many questions correctly, but he didn't give you any extra points. He is obviously targeting you." The two roommates were very angry.

Even Cedric, who usually doesn't talk much, agreed. "I think it's because our house score is higher than Slytherin's. I heard that among the freshmen this week, Saens added the most points."

"Yes, that must be it." Cedric's roommate Joshua said, "He just deducted ten points from us, while Leighton, who made the same mistake, only deducted five points.

He is just jealous of our high college scores.

I heard from senior students that Snape only gave extra points to his own house, and the other three houses never got even one point in his class."

Everyone was indignant, including the Ravenclaw students.

"Sainz, how come you're still in the mood to eat? Aren't you angry?" Ben complained for him while chewing on a roasted chicken leg.

The get out of class ended at 11:30 today, so Sainz went to the cafeteria with his friends after class.

"Ben, he is the Potions professor. It is his right to add or subtract points. We have no ability or position to influence his thinking.

If I were to say I was angry, I was a little angry, but not much.”

"What? You actually... We're all about to explode, right, Adam?"

"Well... yes." Adam forced the sausage in his mouth down.

"Yes, but Jiali was so upset by what he said that she ran straight back to the common room after class. Her roommates Ireni and the others didn't come to eat, probably because they went to comfort her.

At that time, she was assigned to the same group as Frano. As a result, Gulila from the next group forgot to take the crucible down first when she was placing the porcupine quills.

The potion splashed out.

Snape not only severely criticized Gurira, but also blamed Carrie for not telling them the right way. "

Adam imitated Snape's tone in a nasty way. "Quintana, why didn't you tell her not to add the porcupine quills? Do you think it makes you look smart just because she made a mistake?

Hufflepuff loses a point for your inaction."

Adam opened his eyes wide and said, "Merlin's beard, everyone was busy with their own things at the time, who had the time to pay attention to whether others took down the crucible when placing porcupine quills!? He just wanted to deduct points from us!"

"Yes, Sainz, those college points are due to your contribution. Maybe those points he deducted were earned by you from other professors!"

Sainz almost laughed at this. "Don't worry too much about the college score. What difference does it make? Can it make you full without eating? Can it make you not feel sleepy without sleeping? Can it make your bed softer?"

"Um……"

Most of those who can be assigned to Hufflepuff have a bit of the "go-with-the-flow" trait, according to Sainz.

Everyone lowered their heads and thought, "Yes, if it doesn't interfere with eating or drinking, why bother?"

"Have a meal!"