There are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames.
Snape really transformed into a big bat, wandering around the classroom, nobody knew where he would appear behind which classmate next.
“Bones, is there something wrong with your eyes? Can't you see the big words 'Serpent Fang'? What are you doing with the Boar Fang!”
“Laugh, Carter, what are you laughing about, don't you understand what ground into powder means? Is your family's powder as big as a pea?”
Hannah, who was in a group with Wayne, trembled and silently re-processed the Serpent Fang powder.
“Miss Brown, it is suggested to send a letter home and bring your brain back before you come to class.”
“I wrote it very clearly, add Flobberworm mucus, you put the whole worm in, do you think you're cooking?”
“Tsk, what's the difference between this and cooking?” Wayne muttered after hearing this.
Aren't they doing food processing right now?
Put the ingredients in the pot in order, turn the heat high, then low, then high again to reduce the sauce.
A pot of freshly baked green slime is done!
“Hannah, what are you doing, don't put it in!”
Wayne quickly stopped Hannah from adding the ingredients to the pot.
“What is this?”
“Porcupine spines.” The witch with pigtails revealed a pure innocence that hadn't been tainted by knowledge.
Wayne was dumbfounded: “Porcupine spines are the last step, they need to be added when the potion is almost done, it's still too early.”
“Also, it's not supposed to be cut into three centimeters...do you have three millimeters here?”
The black-brown porcupine spines on the brass tray could be considered foam, Wayne could understand why Snape had such a bad temper.
It's hard to be in a good mood when you're facing students like this every day.
“Huh?” Hannah's small mouth was wide open, she quickly looked at the blackboard and found that it really said three centimeters, her whole body turned black and white.
“What do I do, Wayne, I only took this one ingredient.”
Remembering what Snape had just said, that if they wasted materials they would have to eat it themselves, Hannah looked at Wayne with tears in her eyes:
“Save me, Wayne, I don't want to be poisoned!”
Wayne sighed, “Keep brewing the potion, you keep an eye on the professor for me, tell me when he's far away.”
He didn't dare let Hannah touch anything anymore, he took over the processing of all the materials.
Snape continued to spray his poison, but he didn't say anything wrong.
Until he walked to the other side of the classroom, Hannah quickly told Wayne.
Wayne looked up and saw that Snape was facing away from him, he immediately took out his wand.
“Porcupine Spine Fly!”
A few porcupine spines suddenly flew out of the cupboard, swept over the little witches' heads, and landed in front of Wayne.
Everyone was busy brewing potions and didn't notice what was happening.
Snape sensed something, turned his head sharply, but didn't find anything unusual, then turned back to continue lecturing Toby and Norman.
“Your ability is no threat to me in the academic field, but in the field of education, it could make me infamous, Hufflepuff loses two points!”
“So cool!” Hannah was no longer flustered, her eyes were twinkling with stars.
“This is the Summoning Charm, you can't learn it until fifth year.”
“You can learn it if you practice more.”
“I don't have the time for that.” Hannah shook her head, her pigtails swaying, “I have to go to the kitchen and learn to cook from the house-elves, they know too much.”
Hannah has said that her dream is to take over her family's Leaky Cauldron and change the menu that hasn't been changed in over a hundred years.
So whenever she has time, she goes to the kitchen to learn from the house-elves, learning each one's specialty dish.
It can only be said that Hufflepuff doesn't raise idle people.
Besides studying hard, the little witches do everything.
Until the end of class, besides Wayne and Hannah's group, which made Snape satisfied, only Lisa Turpin and Padma Patil from Ravenclaw received a "satisfactory" evaluation from him.
Padma Patil is a high-caste Brahman girl of Indian origin, she has a sister, Parvati, who is in Gryffindor.
It is also a rare thing for twin sisters to be sorted into different houses.
“Finally over.”
Walking out of the Potions classroom, Wayne stretched comfortably.
A week of classes was over, followed by two days of holidays.
Oh right, there are also those essays that add up to dozens of inches long, in all sorts of subjects.
Thinking about this, Wayne frowned and walked towards the Great Hall.
These things are not difficult to write, but they waste a lot of time.
He might as well go for a walk by the Black Lake and get to know the terrain of Hogwarts, it's more meaningful than writing these simple assignments.
“Wayne, I was just going to look for you.”
As he entered the Great Hall, Cedric suddenly appeared and patted Wayne on the shoulder.
“Anything up?”
“It's not me, it's the twins who want you.” Cedric tightened the book he was holding, Wayne glanced at it and saw that it was the textbook for Care of Magical Creatures.
As they walked towards the long table, Wayne asked, “What kind of trouble have they gotten into again?”
“I don't know about that, they said they'd find you in the common room after dinner, they didn't say anything else.”
Wayne nodded, “Okay, I know.”
At seven o'clock, a classmate found Wayne who was playing Wizard's Chess with Cedric and told him that the twins were outside.
“I'll go with you, what if they're up to some mischief again.” Cedric took the opportunity to push a piece on the chessboard, he said very generously.
If it weren't for the fact that he only had two soldiers and a queen left on the chessboard, Wayne would have almost believed him.
When they got to the common room, they saw two rather amusing faces.
Fred, or maybe George, teased with a grin, “Oh, Wayne, why did you bring a bodyguard with you?”
“He came with me on his own, I didn't ask him to.” Wayne shrugged: “What do you want from me?”
The twins had been busy all week since he tricked them twice, they had just finished copying the famous alumni, and now they were eager to come knocking on his door again.
Wayne was also curious, what were they up to.
“We came to invite you.” George said: “But since Cedric's here too, let's go together.”
“How about we take a walk around the school tomorrow?”
“You say it like I'm a quill that comes with parchment, too cheap.” Cedric looked at them with disdain.
“Besides, what's there to see in the school?”
Fred raised his eyebrows slightly: “Aren't you curious about the corridor on the fourth floor?”