Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

"...I've already talked about dragon blood, and I think I've explained its uses clearly... Besides dragon blood, other parts of the dragon's body are also important potion ingredients, so—"

During Potions class on Friday morning, Professor Snape, in a detached tone, paused at this point, looked around, and continued, "Can anyone name any potions that use dragon liver as the main ingredient?"

Unsurprisingly, our Miss Granger had already raised her hand high.

Professor Snape's gaze didn't linger on him at all; he chose to ignore him.

Hermione: If you keep doing this, I'll tell Qin!

Snape: Are you kidding me? You think I'm afraid of that kid?

Malfoy, on the other hand, raised his hand even higher, even lifting half of his buttocks off the seat, as if afraid of being ignored as well.

They were practically shouting "Pick me! Pick me!"

Professor Snape took a closer look and felt that Lucius's son had been behaving unusually well lately. He wondered what the reason was, and it couldn't possibly be related to that kid Qin, could it?

Qin Yu: I'm busy, please don't mention me, thank you!

Snape: If I've wronged you, then I'll say...

Qin Yu: No, not at all.

Snape: Don't leave after school! (Points wand at someone.jpg)

The creaking of tables and chairs against the ground came from not far away. The aloof Potions teacher turned around and saw that it was the boy who made her care a lot but she didn't want to show how much she cared, and who looked a lot like the man she hated in her memory—Harry Potter.

Seeing Harry Potter also raising his hand, and noticing the way he kept glancing at Malfoy, Snape easily guessed his general thoughts.

Sure enough, just like his father, he's a show-off!

With that thought in mind, Professor Snape closed his eyes slightly and decided to teach him another lesson.

“It seems you have all grasped this knowledge. Now,” he paused for a moment, looked around, and under Harry’s expectant gaze, turned back and continued, “Malfoy, you answer.”

Upon hearing this, Malfoy instinctively straightened up and shouted in a voice loud enough for the entire classroom to hear: "'Vixen Eliminator'! Dragon liver can be used as the main ingredient to make the 'Vixen Eliminator'! It's a potion that can eliminate vixens!"

Upon hearing this, Snape nodded almost imperceptibly, then said in his usual indifferent tone, "You have earned Slytherin a point they deserve."

Hearing that Slytherin would get extra points, Harry couldn't help but mutter to Ron with a pained expression, "I know the answer to this question! You even said your mother used it a lot, it's all because..."

Upon hearing this, Ron quickly stopped Harry with a look, preventing him from saying anything more like "It's all Snape's fault for being biased."

After all, even if Harry didn't say it, he could instantly understand what the other person meant. On the contrary, if he did say it, he would be easily caught by Snape, who was not far away, and then he would be ruthlessly deducted five or even ten points from Gryffindor for reasons such as disrespecting his teacher!

Sure enough, Harry and Ron turned around to peek and found that Professor Snape was giving them a rather unfriendly look. The two quickly sat up straight and stopped whispering.

Snape's gaze swept over the children, taking in their reactions. Then, after a pause, he turned to Hermione, who also looked regretful, and said slowly, "I see you are all very interested in this question. So, Miss Granger, you will answer what the other ingredients of the 'Vixen Elixir' are."

The moment the question was asked, Harry, who had been so enthusiastic just moments before, immediately lost his temper and became deflated. He simply hadn't studied that much in depth. After all, they were only first-year students, and it was already quite an achievement for them to remember that a potion like "Flirt Elixir" used dragon liver. Any more advanced potion recipes and preparation methods were simply too difficult for them.

Malfoy, on the other hand, was in a similar situation to Harry. After all, he had only recently received the notebook and hadn't even finished studying the basic content. He didn't have the energy to do any further study. Therefore, he was somewhat glad that he had answered the simple question earlier, instead of being asked about the extremely difficult formula for "Vixen Elixir".

Professor Snape, who had asked the question, added in his mind: Don't say I didn't give you a chance.

This is clearly not an opportunity many people want, after all, most people haven't even heard of the name of this medicine.

While many people felt either sympathy, schadenfreude, or indifference towards Hermione, she placed her hands on the table in front of her chest and said in a clear and fluent voice, "Besides dragon liver, there are also chameleon snails, spotted ground sage, hemlock essence, water hemlock essence, and cinnamon tincture!"

The girl's voice had barely faded when the little magicians in the classroom were somewhat shocked, unsure whether what she said was true or not.

Professor Snape's eyebrows twitched unconsciously.

She even knows this! No wonder she's Qin's sister!

Even the aloof Potions Master couldn't help but feel the same way.

While the students in the classroom were still stunned, Professor Snape had already judged and rewarded Hermione's answer:

"Gryffindor gets two points."

Hermione smiled brightly upon hearing this, and clenched her little fist with excitement.

Slytherin received one more point, clearly due to the greater difficulty of the question.

Slytherin's students, including Malfoy, were somewhat envious and jealous, but they were all convinced of the truth.

The Gryffindor students were overjoyed and proud, especially Harry, who looked at Malfoy and thought to himself: Our leader has finally stolen his thunder and let him be smug!

But Harry's smile was interrupted by Snape the moment it appeared on his face.

"It seems you're also quite interested in this question, Potter?"

"what?"

Snape's words were like a curse, sending a chill down Harry's spine and giving him a very bad feeling.

Sure enough, Snape continued, "Then you shall introduce to everyone the habits of vixens."

“I…” Harry was speechless.

"What? Your hand was raised so high just now, can't you even answer a question like this?" Snape squinted at him, looking at him coldly, his tone equally indifferent.

You know it was just now? I don't know how to do it now!

Harry's face flushed red with embarrassment. After a long pause, he stammered, "But, but, teacher, we only learned about vixens in Fantastic Beasts class... We haven't learned that yet..."

"So, you don't know?"

"That's true... but..."

"Since you admit that you didn't even know such a simple question, then—Gryffindor loses one point!"

When did I admit to that?!

While I certainly don't know how, aren't you going too far?

Harry's face turned even redder. He wanted to argue with Snape, this teacher who was "deliberately picking a fight," but in the end, he didn't say anything more.

Because he knew that if he continued to say something, Gryffindor might lose more than one point. In that case, Hermione's hard-earned two points would be wiped out, and she might even end up with a negative score.

All I can say is that with two points added and one point deducted, Gryffindor gained another point today!

Not losing points is progress; if you gain a point, wouldn't that be a huge step forward?

Harry could only console himself with this thought to calm his turbulent emotions.

"If we don't even know the habits of the creatures we're dealing with, what's the point of making a 'Vixen Elixir'?" Professor Snape raised his voice so everyone would remember what he said.

Although it's a bit of a stretch, he's the one who calls the shots in this classroom.

Yes, Snape persuaded people with reason.

……

During lunch, Harry didn't say much to the show-off Malfoy, but he had a lot of complaints about Snape.

"He's deliberately targeting me!" Harry came to this conclusion with absolute certainty.

After eating a slice of cheese toast, Qin Yu said slowly, "If Hermione can't answer the potion recipe, then Professor Snape will probably target her."

These words left Harry speechless for a moment.

He understood Qin's meaning—if he could answer that "tricky" question like Hermione, Professor Snape would not only not deduct points from Gryffindor, but would also add more than one point to their score.

"So, if you beat him within his rules, he'll be helpless against you," Qin Yu said again, uttering a seemingly convoluted statement.

This is like a security guard managing access control. As long as you swipe your card to enter and exit, he can't control you. If you insist on forcing your way in and then blame the guard for wielding his authority, you're just asking for trouble.

Of course, Qin Yu also knew that Snape did have a targeted element, which cannot be denied.

So, when they met that night, Qin Yu, on behalf of his "little brother," protested to him. Then, Professor Snape used his wand to explain, which convinced Qin Yu.

"The more you know, the more you realize how ignorant you are! You probably want Harry to understand this, Professor Snape, right?" Qin Yu lay on the ground, considerately explaining on Snape's behalf.

"No, I just don't like him." Snape took out his longsword and threw it at Qin, telling him to take it back and study it today.

"Heh, you also disliked me at first and deliberately made things difficult for me, but now you're patiently tutoring me, aren't you?" Qin Yu said arrogantly.

"You're really a bit too narcissistic. Do you think you're the protagonist of the story?" Professor Snape mocked.

"Isn't that right?" Qin Yu asked as he stood up, leaning on his sword.

"Whatever makes you happy." Snape was too lazy to waste any more words on him.

"Hmph, I am the protagonist! I have a cheat code!" Qin Yu said relentlessly.

“Oh.” Snape.

"You don't believe me?" Qin Yu.

“Okay.” Snape.

"What do you mean 'good'? Don't learn from those unscrupulous bosses and engage in ineffective communication, okay?" Qin Yu said.

“Okay.” Snape.

"..." Qin Yu.

Forget it, let's end this pointless communication. I need to find Mrs. Pomfrey first and ask for some medicine for my external injuries. Today's one-on-one training went a bit too far; I'm in pain all over from being hit.

So Qin Yu, carrying the longsword wrapped in cloth on his back and dragging his aching body after being tutored by Professor Snape, limped towards the school doctor.