Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Harry was deeply impressed, but he couldn't help but speak as he saw Ivan continuously feeding the multi-flavored beans to Shaban.

"Ivan, if you continue to feed like this, Shaban is going to die."

Hearing what Harry said, Hermione, who was thinking about continuing to ask questions, turned her attention to Scab on Ron's hand.

The mouse, which was originally skinny with its hair tied together, has now changed its appearance.

After the dormitory was scrambled with dust, Ron used a brush to clean the spots. Besides, after being fed for a few days, he was obviously fatter.

"How come? This amount of feeding is normal. In the past, Zebra was hungry and thin, so he should have an extra meal!" Yifan insisted on his opinion, and once again passed a piece of multi-flavored bean to Zebra's mouth.

"Furthermore, this can be regarded as an expression of my apologies." Ivan said again.

Shaban's performance was not even the slightest acknowledgment, glaring at Ivan angrily, and his little paw arrogantly took away Ivan's hand.

It wasn't until Shaban realized that his small paws could not squeeze Ivan's strength, and then he took a bite of the multi-flavored beans that had been sent to him.

After all, it’s all about it, no matter how angry you are, you have to eat rice, right?

I can't resist anyway...

Hmm.. Actually taste it carefully, except for the individual flavors, the multi-flavored beans are quite delicious...

Noting the weakening of the resistance, Ivan couldn't help but sigh with emotion that Pettigrew Peter Gou has not worked for so many years, but his mentality is quite stable.

Obviously, he was still being chased by the most feared person a few nights ago, and after only one night, he could continue to feast on.

Even though that chase was in a dream...

But this also means that Peter Pettigrew doesn't know the dark magic of the Fear Curse, maybe he just thought Ivan used some magic to turn his dream into a nightmare...

After all, Ivan, the little wizard, had no reason to know what happened eleven years ago, let alone know that Sirius's Animagus was a black dog.

"What if I raise too much fat?" Ron looked at the "special attention" of Ivan and said with some worry.

"It's okay, Shaban doesn't need to send a letter, and gaining weight will save it from running around." Yifan comforted.

Ivan thought to himself that if it weren't for Peter Pettigrew, Voldemort's resurrection plan would not have been so easy to succeed.

When the time comes to feed the fat into the ball, Ivan will want to see how Shaban can't run after facing Crookshanks and Sirius.

Several people walked towards the basement where the potions class was located while chatting.

When they walked into the classroom, Harry and Ron were a little more convinced that Snape was a dark wizard.

The entire classroom is small, but the atmosphere is a bit dark and terrifying. There are some glass bottles around, and the bottles are filled with blue-green liquid. Some animals can still be seen immersed in the liquid.

In addition, the classroom was built underground. If it weren't for Hogwarts, Ivan would have thought it was the secret laboratory of the dark wizard.

"Get to your seat, we have to be careful in this class!" Ron said.

At this time Ron had no doubt about George's previous words, and hurriedly took Ivan, Harry and Hermione to sit down, lest Snape found a reason for the deduction.

However, Ivan knew in his heart that Snape would make up an excuse to find fault even if they had a good class.

Bang~

After the little wizards of the two colleges were seated, the gloomy door was suddenly pushed open, and the sound of the door panel hitting the wall reverberated in the classroom.

Not long after, a thin figure walked in through the gate, his sallow skin was covered under the long black cloak, his indifferent eyes swept over the little wizards, and it was only momentary when his eyes touched Harry. Stopped for a while,

Snape walked all the way to the front of the stage, waving his magic wand with his right hand, and the curtains around him were automatically pulled down. There was no sunlight shining into the basement through the windows, and the classroom immediately became much darker.

When the light became dim, Ivan clearly noticed that Snape's tight expression relaxed slightly.

After this potion master had done all this, he took the starting list while looking around the little wizards who were restrained by his aura.

"Next I will be a full name, and hope no one dares to disappear in my class!"

Snape's low voice began to reverberate in the classroom, and the naughty wizards were all quiet. At this time, only Draco Malfoy of Slytherin could laugh.

"Neville Longbottom."

"Ivan Hals..."

......

"Harry Potter..."

Snape's plain tone fluctuates slightly when he says Harry's name.

"Ha~ By the way, I almost forgot." Snape was expressionless, but there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his words."There is a new celebrity in our school!"

The little wizards all around looked towards Harry when they heard the words, and Draco and two of his attendants even snickered in private.

Harry was a little uncomfortable with being targeted inexplicably, but what he didn't know was that this was just the beginning.

Snape turned his head and stopped looking at Harry, but at all humanity.

"You are here to learn the subtle techniques of pharmacy."

"Since there is no silly wandering of magic wands, many of you don't believe that this is magic. I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of pharmaceutical technology."

Snape said there was a pause, then he spoke with a fascinating taste.

"Think about it. When you simmer medicinal materials in a big steam pot, the medicinal water slowly boils, and white smoke curls up...and the liquid flowing in the veins of the human body, the liquid with incomparable subtle power...It can almost make you Be drunk and fascinate all your senses...I can teach you how to canned fame, how to brew glory, and even say...stop death...as long as you don't be as stupid as the bunch of stupid people I taught before. "

Snape spoke a long time after speaking.

"Potter, if you add daffodil bulb powder to the wormwood juice, what will happen?"

Harry looked blank.

What is narcissus?What is wormwood?

Harry looked at Ron for help, Ron also looked blank, Hermione held her right hand high, but Snape just pretended not to see it.

Ivan was far away and could only open his mouth, silently vomiting the words of stagnant water and sleeping pills.

Harry was a little eager, but Snape's forcing gaze made him afraid to look at Ivan. Naturally, he couldn't guess what Ivan was talking about. After a long time, he could only utter a few words with difficulty.

"I don't know the professor!"

Ivan reluctantly supported his forehead with his hand, he had done his best.

Even if he told Harry the answer in advance, it was useless, unless Harry could memorize all the books about potions, otherwise Snape had a way to target Harry.