Hogwarts: Start with A Divorce and Marry Hermione Backhanded

Chapter XLVIII Malfoy's Calculations

Even a silly big man like Crabbe and Goyle who couldn't do anything could easily pass the Potions exam.

"Sorry Professor, my arm hurts, I can't cut the roots of these daisies well."

Malfoy said feignedly.

Weasley, help Malfoy cut the daisy roots.

Looking at Malfoy's beaten face, Ronald's face turned red with anger.

I can't wait to punch him hard.

But at Snape's command, he had to obediently take the daisy roots that had been placed in front of Malfoy to himself.

Then he took a knife and cut it haphazardly.

Then he threw these unevenly sized daisy roots ~ in front of Malfoy.

"Oh, sir. Weasley cut up my daisy root. ”

Malfoy shouted again, feigning himself.

Snape, who was sitting on the podium, looked up and walked over.

After looking at those daisy roots of different sizes, he said coldly:

"Weasley swap your daisy root with Mr. Malfoy..."

"..."

Ronald originally wanted to argue two more sentences.

But seeing Snape's gloomy face and ill-intentioned smile made her argument useless.

It turned out exactly as he thought.

"What's wrong? Weasley? Don't you hear me?"

"Okay sir!" Ronald had to crestfallen and place the evenly sized daisy roots that he had taken him about ten minutes to cut into Malfoy's table.

"Professor, I can't peel my figs." "

This time Snape didn't even hesitate at all, and said directly:

"Harry, peel Malfoy's figs."

His eyes were filled with disgust, especially after seeing the familiar curly hair.

After seeing Harry obediently peel the fig, he walked to Braun's place with some satisfaction.

"You did it on purpose! You're all right, are you Malfoy?"

Harry said in a low voice.

"Of course, have you been visiting your friends lately? Is that the big guy?"

"It's none of your business!" Ronald angrily sliced the daisy root in front of him.

Malfoy didn't care about Ronald's attitude in the slightest.

Sighed:

"You really should go see him more, maybe after a while that big man will be sad and wash his face in tears all day." After all, he was about to fail to be his professor.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing Harry's angry look, Malfoy smiled even happier.

"Alas, my dad was very angry about my injuries.

He protested to the school board and the Ministry of Magic and wrote a proposal.

I believe it won't take much time huh...

Your big friends might have to carry lanterns and sweep snow or do something else every day. Well, maybe he'll be fired. ""

"You just did it to get Hagrid fired, didn't you?"

Malfoy feigned surprise, saying,

"How do you think that? I'm not that bad... Besides, it's me who hurts, isn't it? It's Hagrid's fault that Hagrid, as a professor, has the danger of getting his students hurt if he doesn't have a good idea..."

Harry still wanted to say something, so he saw Seamus behind him talking:

"Harry, have you read today's Daily Prophet? Sirius appeared again

"In what?" Seamus' words caught Harry's attention.

"It's not far from here," Seamus said in a low voice.

"He was discovered by a Muggle, but by the time the people from the Ministry of Magic got there, he would have run away long ago."

"A......"

Malfoy leaned over and whispered.

"What else do you have to peel?"

Harry gave Malfoy an angry look.

"Harry Potter, I think if I had to go find that Sirius...

"Shut up! Malfoy!"

Ronald yelled at Malfoy, then looked at Harry:

"Don't talk to him Harry."

Malfoy said viciously;

"Harry Potter, are you scared, stay in school and be a good child, and wait for the Ministry of Magic to arrest him? Oh, by the way, you don't know...

Malfoy shook his head in mockery and stared at his crucible again.

"What are you talking about? Malfoy? Know what?"

...... Ask for flowers·

Malfoy let out a scoff.

"It seems that you really don't know, alas, pitiful. If I were you, I would have to take revenge with my own hands.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Harry looked annoyed.

"You should ask Weasley, I think he knows exactly what I'm talking about."

Harry wanted to ask again but was interrupted by Snape.

"Tell me, Longbottom! What is it? Shrinking potions? Why is the color yellow?

Tell me? Sometimes I really don't understand what's going on in your head.

Neville was so anxious that he was on the verge of crying.

But he didn't dare to refute something and could only continue to stir the potion.

"Perhaps... I think your potions should be experimented with your pet toad.

Let's see the effect! Maybe this will urge you to be serious!

Braun!”

"Yes, Professor!"

"Bring your potion and compare it with Neville's, okay?"

"Of course professor.

Braun said respectfully.

He put the shrinking potion that had already been prepared in his crucible into the potion bottle and walked over.

"All right, Mr. Longbottom. Your potion is almost ready. Serve it out. 99

Neville had to take out the potion with a promise.

A green and an orange potion are particularly conspicuous when put together.

"Okay, everyone gathered around and let us see the effect of these two potions.

Snape said as he held Leifu in one hand.

"Let's see Braun's potion first..."

The green potion was poured into the toad's mouth. It didn't take long to see Leife's body getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, it turns into a tadpole with a large head and wanders in Snape's hands.

"Works great! Everyone see no! Slytherin plus ten points!"

Then he took out a potion bottle from his pocket and dripped a little on the tadpole.

I saw that the tadpole became Leifu again.

"Okay... Let's see what effect Neville's potion has..."

Snape picked up the orange potion and asked maliciously.