My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

If Professor Snape used to be like an old bat, then after overcoming the mad dragon virus, Professor Snape was like... a very strong old bat.

Although his body shape has changed a lot, the temperament of the Potions Professor has not changed at all. As the youngest professor at Hogwarts (born in 1960, 32 years old this year), Snape only needs a glance to make the whole class fall into deathly silence. Although his tone is light, it makes people listen attentively: "Turn to page 71. Today we will learn how to extract the necessary products from the potion. Now look at the blackboard--"

As a trendsetter in the education world, Professor Snape was the first teacher in the school to use slides in teaching. The price he paid was that his classroom was always dim and the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Students often secretly called it a "tomb" and referred to the Potions class as "burial."

Even if it really was a tomb, Professor Snape was the most strict master of ceremonies. After explaining the principles and essentials of extracting the required products, he waved his black robe, and a row of blue potions in small crystal bottles instantly appeared on the podium.

"Everyone come up and get a bottle. Determine the content of the target product in the potion by yourself. After extraction, write down the calculation process and yield in the lab manual. Hand it in before the end of get out of class." Snape pointed his hooked nose at the last row of the classroom. "Magnus, come and sit next to the podium. I want to see if Creevey and Sparta will stop thinking without you."

Ratan reluctantly stood up, bid farewell to Dante and Colin, who were in mourning, and sat down on the giant steel folding stool to the right of the podium. He saw Minamoto Kiyotaka and Ginny showing a gloating smile to the two poor students. Although these two people were not very good at potions, at least they would not directly copy and paste Ratan's homework.

"What?" Professor Snape glanced at the whole class, his lips barely moving as he said, "Do you need me to treat you?"

The rustling sound of clothes rustling could be heard in the silent classroom. Under the sharp gaze of the Potions Professor, the students shrank their necks as they took the blue potion. While discussing in low voices how to complete the test, they used their wands to ignite the furnace under the crucible. The sound of various bottles and jars colliding could be heard one after another.

Whether you have any ideas or not, just make some noise first.

Luna sniffed the blue potion with an intoxicated look on her face, and Latarn was afraid that she would swallow it. Colin and Dante looked at each other, staring at the formulas in the book that made them feel dizzy. Minamoto Kiyotaka poured the potion into the heated crucible, and a cloud of sour white smoke rushed straight to his face, choking the half-blood and making him cough repeatedly.

No one is worry-free...

Latan noticed that Ginny was holding the crystal bottle motionless. Only when he looked over would she move the potion to a glass container on the table and then blink at him hopefully.

It should be okay to give a little hint, right?

Latan glanced guiltily at Professor Snape beside him, then shook his head slightly at Ginny, and only blinked until she found the correct instrument, and then remotely controlled Ginny to conduct the experiment through a series of winks.

"Please don't whisper or make eye contact." Snape suddenly put his hand on Ratan's shoulder. The Red Lion found that his Potions Professor was becoming more and more like a certain midnight ghost who did not want to reveal his name. "Don't look at me, Weasley. There is no answer on my face. Go on. There are still fifteen minutes. You don't want to be detained by me, do you?"

Amid the wailing of the students, Snape placed a can of green potion on the podium, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "Magnus, I already know that you are smarter than me...even a hundred times smarter than anyone else in the world. Even if you want to be a student, I have nothing to teach you. In that case, you can take a look at this bottle of recovery potion."

Latan raised his eyebrows. What happened to Professor Snape today? Why is he so nagging?

"Don't underestimate yourself, Professor." Latan picked up a 500 ml bottle of recovery potion. The green liquid was a bit viscous and smelled sweet with a hint of herbal bitterness. He poured it out and used a medicine spoon to taste it. "This potion is more effective in recovering internal injuries than external injuries, and it takes effect very quickly. The material used to make it... is a potion material that has been infected by the Mad Dragon Virus."

"That's right." Snape nodded. "I found that potions infected with the Crazy Dragon Virus will produce completely different effects from the original strains, just like corn infected with smut fungus. This recovery potion is just a preliminary attempt. After confirming that it can be stably prepared, I will continue to study Crazy Dragon potions with other effects."

"It seems that I have become your guinea pig." Latan teased.

"I've tasted it myself before giving it to you." Snape let out an inaudible sigh from his hooked nose, "Magnus, when will Potter come back?"

"Harry? His talent was noticed by my fifth brother Chagatai. He was supposed to be back before Christmas, but now the Rohan Hussars intend to attack the Evil Eye Tower, so I can't say the exact time of Harry's return." Latarn was a little surprised. "You actually care about Harry? I thought you hated him."

"I hate his face that looks like his father's, but I hate myself even more for leaking the information about the Savior to Voldemort."

Snape's face was gloomy. "Alas... listen to me... Magnus, you also know how painful I have been since Potter's mother Lily left. I always thought I had lost her forever, but in recent days I haven't seen Potter's eyes that are the same as Lily's, and I realized that this is not the case. Potter's eyes are too much like Lily's. Every time I look into his eyes I can see Lily's face... Do you know? It must be Lily's soul protecting her son... It's absolutely true... I can't ignore Lily's existence more and more... and I want to give her all my love..."

Latarn was surprised. Is this the infatuated Snape? What a fuss! Fortunately, my father is not like this, otherwise I would be in trouble!

"The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences." Having read the original Harry Potter novel, Ratan knew that Snape would spend the rest of his life atoning for his mistakes, but at the moment he had no better way than to say these pale and formulaic words of comfort.

Human emotions... what a fucking thing.

Hiss, speaking of the original Harry Potter, did you promise something to the time traveler who sold you the original novel?

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Elena touched the four remaining Nats in her pocket and sighed to the sky, "General, where did you promise to help me regain my position as the first successor to Colt Company?"

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Latan pinched his chin, unable to remember the details, which meant that the matter was not so important that neither General Shattering Star nor the Scarlet King was interested in it.

There were still three minutes before the end of the get out of class, and students came to the podium one after another with their experiment manuals and extracts to be examined by Professor Snape.

Snape looked at the tiny amount of white powder in the glass dish and said to Colin, who was grinning, "Mr. Creevey, do you have such a good appetite? Did you give me the other products? Come to my office after dinner to redo it."

He turned to Ginny. There was nothing wrong with the data in the experiment manual and the product in the glass dish. He snorted and skipped it. Then there was Minamoto Kiyotaka. The process was all wrong, but the result was right. Professor Snape sarcastically commented that he had "the best shit luck".

Luna's product was about to overflow from the glass dish for some reason, so Snape punished her to fill the wall plaster back in. Finally, it was Dante, whose experiment manual amazed the Potions Professor.

"Yield rate 130%?" Snape threw Dante's manual on the podium. "Congratulations, Mr. Sparta. In your precise calculations, Potions no longer exists!"

Dante was happy to receive a four-foot (1.2-meter-long) test paper, and Minamoto Kiyotaka was given an extra after-class essay because he laughed too loudly. Poor Colin was originally feeling lucky that he only had to go to Snape's office after school, but the next second the Potions professor stared at him expressionlessly: "Why are you unhappy? Here are three sets of real Potions exam questions, take them and play with them."

After leaving the classroom, Colin immediately stared at me pitifully with a pair of wet eyes: "Brother Latan~"

Latan got goosebumps all over his body: "Get lost, don't even think about asking me to help you write!"

"Tsk!" Colin turned his head. "My cuteness tactic failed. Damn it!"

"I don't think the reason for the failure is tactical." Minamoto Kiyotaka's face had an expression that said "Do you have any self-awareness?"

"You lucky bastard, just stop talking!" Dante's scalp tingled as he looked at the four-foot-long test paper in his hand. "Oh my god, I have to ask Aaron to help me with the calculations. All of these Chinese guys are human-shaped calculators."

Ginny dodged Luna's hand covered with wall dust with disdain and said, "It's better not to do that. Zheng Shilong has gone crazy from practicing body and magic, and his temper is getting worse day by day. Even his girlfriend Walnut is avoiding him. You will definitely get into trouble if you go looking for him. Latarn, that..."

The red lion looked down at the top of little Ginny's red head and said, "What's wrong?"

"Would you like to go to the library to study together tonight?" Ginny didn't dare to look Latarn in the eye. "I bought a very difficult book called Alchemical Mathematical Geometry."

"I'm very interested, but I'm sorry, I have to go to New York tonight." Latan bent down and brushed the wall dust off the crazy girl's hands. "Luna and her father will go with me."

Ginny pursed her lips to hide her disappointment, but Luna suddenly became excited: "Are we going to look for the Scimitar-Horned Snorlax?"

"The Crumple-Horned Snorlax is simply - forget it." Latan had given up arguing with the crazy girl. "We have more important things to do. Luna, tell your father to clean up and stop dressing like a walking mayonnaise bottle."

Luna nodded very firmly, "I understand. The whaler's harpoon is sharpened and ready to fire at any time, Captain."

Latan Magnus used all his amazing wisdom to figure out how Luna jumped into this topic. He looked at the silent Marlenya, and the Valkyrie curled up a teasing smile.

"What are you laughing at? Have you finished catching up on the homework you did while you were away from school?"

The corners of Marenia's mouth fell instantly: "All those homeworks added together are taller than me."

"Hmph, go write it, little sister." Latan sneered and walked towards the auditorium with his friends. When they jumped from the gap in the elevator to the third floor, they met the transfer students from Rhodes Island.

These transfer students were called "Warlock Reserves" by Rhodes Island. Each of them held a staff with an Originium crystal inlaid on the top. Combined with their small stature, they looked like a group of dwarves holding spears.

Because the orcs had left a very bad impression on the students of Hogwarts when Dr. Avery controlled Rhode Island, even though Angron had completely taken over Rhode Island, Dumbledore still opened a separate class for these orc children and arranged for Nymphadora Tonks of the Order of the Phoenix to ensure their safety in Hogwarts.

As early as when Latan first entered Diagon Alley, he had already met Miss Tonks in Flourish and Blotts. She was an Auror and a Metamorphmagus who was born with the ability to change her appearance. At this moment, her hair turned iron blue and stood up on her scalp like short nails, which showed that she was under great pressure.

Latan nodded and greeted Miss Tonks, then looked at the Rhodes Island transfer students behind her. He couldn't help but notice that one of the Liberian (bird) girls was not holding an Originium staff.

The girl had black hair that fell down her back, purple eyes as bright as gems, a small face with no expression, and an aloof and depressed temperament surrounding her.

Latan recalled the list of names sent by Angron and knew that the black-haired, purple-eyed girl's name was Dolores. According to Rhodes Island's classification, she was a "special reserve", but she also showed considerable talent in magic, so she was also sent here.