Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The first project of the Triwizard Tournament has come to an end, and the second project will begin in February, which means that for a long time, Hogwarts has returned to its usual peaceful life.

Most students thought so, but soon the calm was broken again.

"Potter, you answer my question. What is Aliot's alias?" In the potions class, Snape spread a thick book with one hand, and then used the wand in the other hand. He knocked on the desk in front of Harry and made a "beep" sound.

Harry immediately got up from his chair.

"I don't know, Professor." He said slowly.

"I increasingly think that Mr. Porter's success on the first project is a fluke. He can't even master the simplest potion knowledge," Snape sneered coldly, watching with mocking eyes. Harry in front of him.

"This is knowledge only used in high-level potion making, and it can't be counted in the simplest category, Professor." Hermione stood up and defended Harry.

"Oh, I don't seem to ask you to get up and answer the question, Miss Know-it-all." Snapra said in a lazy tone, growing his own tone."Gryffindor deducted twenty points, half for ignorance and half for arrogance."

"It's disgusting." When Snape walked up to the podium with his back turned to them, Ron stuck out his tongue at him and made a grimace.

"For my students, these should be simple content, my class does not welcome mediocrities." Snape dragged his old gray robe, his back to the students, and slowly walked towards the podium. With.

"And most importantly, this is what I asked you to preview in last class. It's not difficult knowledge." Snape stepped onto the podium and stared at Harry in disgust.

"Don't ignore him, you were busy preparing to deal with the dragon the other day." Ron glanced at Snape dismissively. "If he stays on the court, maybe his legs are so frightened."

He scribbled on the parchment, then put his hand behind him, ready to hand it to Harry, which is the safest way.

But the safest way sometimes comes out.

"Gryffindor deducts ten more points, Mr. Weasley, you come to my office after class." Snape happened to see Ron's little movement.

Hermione looked at Ron and helped her forehead helplessly.

"There is a leaf from this plant on your table now. Please remember that Arriot is also known as the hyena tree. If you want to become hysterical or can't control your smile Sound, you can taste it." After dealing with Ron's little movements, Snape continued to lecture.

At this time, Pansy was lifting a leaf high, watching with the faint sunlight through the window, and threw it back on the table as soon as he heard it.

"It would be nice if your fear of wine can overwhelm curiosity like this." Looking at the girl's behavior, Malfoy said helplessly beside Pansy.

Pansy looked at Malfoy in a daze, not knowing why she said so suddenly, she didn't seem to have any memory of the bonbon that day.

"Mr. Longbottom, tell me if someone accidentally consumes Arriot leaves, how would you help him." Snape glanced at the Gryffindor students with useless disgust, then his face With a vicious smile, Neville was lighted up, seemingly not giving up any opportunity to block Gryffindor.

There was a sudden violent crash of the chair under Neville, and then he slowly stood up and looked at Snape.

"It seems..." Neville spoke before Snape's usual somber tone.

The expression on his still chubby face looked serious now, and his eyes were wide open, as if he were dealing with an enemy."

"Sir, sad worm." He said, interrupting Snape's voice. The man in front of him seemed to be choked, and his pale face became more and more gloomy.

"The molasses it produces can detoxify." Neville continued, trying to make himself calm, but his trembling hands under the table exposed his true emotions.He is still very nervous.

"Sit." Snape was silent for a while, then squeezed the word out of his mouth, with a sour expression on his face.

"Good job, Neville." After Neville sat down, Ron patted his shoulder from behind him excitedly.Then desperately suppressed his desire to laugh out loud.

Neville would also turn his head and smile silly at Ron.

Ron suddenly felt that even if he waited to face the punishment of the old bat, it wouldn't be uncomfortable.

"Next, I will show you how to use Arriot leaves and configure laughter potions. Be careful, I will only demonstrate once." Snape said coldly.

Then Snape showed the students in the two classes a perfect potion configuration process. When he invested in the potion configuration, the man abandoned all emotions and became extremely focused. The movements are precise and steady, like a precision machine.

In fact, if Snape could abandon his prejudices and treat them equally, so that students in other colleges could follow with less rebellious emotions, then he would really be an excellent teacher.

After the demonstration, when it was time for the experiment, Snape stood next to the students of Slytherin College more often, guiding them and pointing out their omissions. Although the tone was still cold, it was better than Granny. Fendor’s is much better.

"Miss Parkinson, please pay attention to the range of your stirring action. Too intense will destroy the laughter effect in the leaves." Snape said lightly.

"A rare skill." At this time, he turned his head again, looked at Malfoy's movements, and gave such an evaluation, which was praise from his heart.

Then Snape turned to a few Gryffindor students, especially Neville. He seemed to be dissatisfied with the student who had embarrassed him.

But something even more surprising happened. Neville’s cauldron was bubbling white bubbles steadily. Whether it succeeded or not, other students didn’t know, but at least there was no accident. For Neville It's a huge improvement.

What I have to say is that after overcoming the fear of something and liberating oneself, people will indeed feel like they are reborn.

"Well, today’s class is over. I won’t pursue the students who haven’t completed the system today. I believe they will be ashamed to death. This is the best punishment for them. Please also complete page 147 to 153-page homework," Snape said after a few weeks of patrolling, estimating the time, and standing on the podium.

"Oh my God, Snape will end get out of class early. Did he take the wrong medicine today." Ron covered his mouth, because only in this way can he make himself as quiet as possible, as if something shocking happened same.

"Slytherin College students stay, I have something to tell you." Snape added, making the Gryffindor students feel a little strange, but most of them still fled and left the classroom.