Harry Potter: I'm an Exemplary Student

Kyle didn't expect Kanna's potion skills to be surprisingly good.

Whether it was making dried nettles or grinding Snake Teeth, every process was in order. He couldn't even help much beside her, and Kyle could only sit there and stare at the cauldron in boredom.

Compared with the busy little wizards around him, Kyle looked like he was on vacation.

The main reason was that there was really nothing for him to help. Potions were not like other courses. There were not many practical operations. Most of the time, they were waiting for the Potion to be made.

It was like making soup, preparing ingredients for ten minutes and stewing for two hours.

Of course, the premise of all this was that the operation was fine. Otherwise, just making a standard dried nettle could keep some people busy for half a class.

Just like the two Slytherin first-year students on their left, they had gone to the storage cabinet to get nettles seven times so far.

This also caused Snape to look extremely ugly every time he looked at them. It was unclear whether Snape felt sorry for the nettles or was angry that his House had two students with IQs comparable to "trolls".

Kyle looked to the left and found that one of the little snakes stood up again.

Very good...eight times.

"Vlada, Walker, I hope you can use your poor brains a little." Snape finally couldn't help it, looked at them coldly, and said. "If you can't make a standard dried nettle this time, I will press your heads into the cauldron!"

The two Slytherin freshmen were scared, especially the unlucky guy who went to get the nettles. He looked like he was going to the execution ground.

Snape glared at them, threw his robes, and came to the other two little wizards.

"What are you brewing, licorice syrup? Pour it out and start over!"

"It's not yellow enough, pour it out and start over!"

"Pour it out!"

At this time, Snape was floating in every corner of the classroom like a bat, and there were bursts of wailing wherever he went.

Listening to the voices of "pour it out and start over" around him, everyone began to get nervous, and their hands became more careful.

However, Kyle was not affected at all. He stared at the cauldron closely, and when the solution gradually changed from yellow-green to light yellow, he took the cauldron off the fire.

At the same time, Kanna immediately added the porcupine quills to it.

This step was very successful, and an unpleasant, sweet, and fishy smell soon wafted out of the crucible.

"Perfect." Kyle nodded and turned up the fire again.

After that, it was another long wait.

Kyle looked at Kanna and asked curiously. "Have you ever brewed potions before entering school?"

"No." Kanna was slightly stunned, shook her head, and said. "What's wrong?"

"Then you have a good talent in potions. Kyle sighed. "Generally, when freshmen first come into contact with potions, it is simply a disaster, and even the cauldron may explode."

"How is it possible. "Kanna obviously didn't believe it.

Kyle didn't explain but just stretched out his hand to signal her to look around.

Kanna raised her head with a suspicious look on her face, and then she realized that the Potions classroom had been in chaos for a long time.

The little wizards were running between the cauldrons and the storage cabinets with dusty faces. Their originally decent clothes were gone, and some people's hair was even smoking.

If someone doesn't know, they might think the Bombardment Spell blew you up.

And smoke of various colors floated above the cauldrons of many people. They gathered on the classroom roof and gradually condensed into a ball of strange gray-brown gas. At the same time, there was an indescribable strange smell.

The smell was very unique, a bit like rotten eggs and a bit like the smell of burning wool.

Kanna only smelled it for two seconds and felt something in her stomach.

Kanna muttered to herself. "How is this possible? The potion is so simple..."

She looked towards Slytherin. The little wizards there are all pure blood, and Professor Snape is their Head of House, so it should be very good...

Kanna turned her head and saw a scene that she would never forget.

The cauldron on the table next to her exploded!

No, it should be said that the potion in the cauldron exploded.

The originally liquid potion suddenly produced a lot of foam. It began to expand rapidly, filling the entire cauldron in almost the blink of an eye.

But this is not over yet.

The next second, a lot of foam gushed out of the cauldron and hit the classroom ceiling directly.

The scene was spectacular.

"Vlada, Walker, you two idiots! "

Snape wanted to kill them, but out of a professor's instinct, he did not punish the two culprits immediately. Instead, he quickly drew his wand and pointed it at the cauldron that was still spewing foam.

"Tergeo!"

"Tergeo!"

...

Under Snape's spell, the cauldron and the foam were quickly cleaned up.

After ensuring no little wizards were injured, Snape walked angrily to the two Slytherin little wizards.

He did not curse or deduct points but directly grabbed the collars of the two and threw them out of the Potions classroom.

"Go find Filch, detention!"

Accompanied by Snape's roar, the classroom returned to silence, and everyone shut their mouths, trying not to make any sound.

Although Kyle had nothing to do, in order to make himself look less idle, he decided to prepare the materials he would use in advance.

In fact, there was no such step in the textbook, but Snape asked them to cut a long and thin slit on the side of the Porcupine Quill, and the Horned Slug should be steamed first.

The specific reason was not mentioned. Ryan asked out of curiosity, but he was deducted three points, and then no one dared to say anything more.

Kyle took the bag of materials, picked a good porcupine quill, and prepared to start with the simple one.

Because he wanted to delay time, Kyle cut very slowly. It took him more than ten minutes to cut a porcupine quill that was less than 30 cm.

However, this blatant slacking behavior soon attracted Snape's attention.

Snape appeared silently beside Kyle, picked up a porcupine quill on the table, looked at its crooked cut, and sneered. "I remember I said to cut a straight line. What is this, a dried philobol caterpillar? Or do you not understand what a straight line means."

Huh?

Kyle raised his head blankly, looked at Snape, and then looked at the Porcupine Quills in his hand that had not been cut.

It seemed that I did not have this one...

Did I lose my memory?

Or did Snape deliberately take a porcupine quill from someone else in order to find a reason to scold me?

This shouldn't be the case. Although Snape is a bit shameless in deducting points, he is not shameless to this extent.

Besides, his last name is not Potter.

"Professor..."

At this time, Kanna, beside him, suddenly raised her hand tremblingly and said in a voice with a bit of crying. "I cut this."