Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 116 What's so great about it

In the Potions classroom,
Ron complained in a low voice to Harry next to him
"Seriously! Have you heard, I don't know what Mr. Black is thinking! Why did he put the first candy machine in the Hufflepuff boys' common room? How can anything good be rushed Go Hufflepuff!"

Harry turned his head to look at Ron.However, just as he opened his mouth and didn't say anything, Draco, who was sitting on the other side of him, sneered, passed Harry, and said to Ron
"With your undeveloped little brain, how can you understand my uncle's thoughts?"

Hearing this, Ron raised his eyebrows immediately.

He first carefully glanced at Snape who was watching Neville stirring the cauldron from a distance, seeing that the other party's attention was not on this side, he was relieved, and angrily responded.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know, you ran to find it for a long time before class! Find where the Hufflepuff lounge is!"

"No!" Seemingly being hit by Ron's words, Draco's reaction immediately became intense, and he retorted vigorously.

However, Ron had an expression of "Ha, I got it right".

"Also! I saw you looking for something mysteriously in the corridor!"

"no!"

"Have!"

"no!"

As the quarrel became more and more severe, the necks of both of them turned red, and they became like two fighting cocks, with blazing flames burning in their eyes, as if they were going to have a fight as soon as the get out of class was over.

And being caught between the two of them, Harry, who didn't even say a word from the beginning to the end, could only lower his head helplessly, and sighed faintly.

After a period of learning and getting along, Ron seemed to have finally accepted the cruel fact that Harry was not his only friend.

And since Harry wasn't in the same house as him, he lived in the same dormitory with that bastard Draco.

In order to prevent Draco from taking away his few friends as he imagined at first, Ron finally chose to compromise.Reluctantly willing to let go of the previous "grievances" and sit with Draco.

Although the two probably had a natural horoscope disagreement, and they would quarrel from time to time over something trivial in Harry's opinion, but compared to the previous state, it can be said that it is no longer 01:30.

In Harry's heart, there are still doubts about whether the current "weird" relationship between the three can be called good friends who play together.

But he had to admit that he had a hunch that it would not be long before Draco and Ron would truly accept each other in their hearts, eliminate all kinds of grievances, and become good friends like him.

However, when Harry was thinking silently, and Ron and Draco were still bickering uncompromisingly, no one noticed that Snape, who was standing next to Neville, was paying attention at this moment. has been moved elsewhere.

The pair of eyes deeply sunken into the eye sockets are like eagle eyes, and the sharp gaze makes people chill.

He slowly looked around for a week, and every little wizard he swept over seemed to be scratched by a sharp knife, his whole body trembled, and he quickly lowered his head.

Only those three people still went their own way, doing their own things, without paying any attention to them.

For a moment, all the children began to pray to them silently in their hearts.

"Harry Potter!!"

Sure enough, Snape's expression became gloomy, and without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and called out Harry's name in a deep voice.

"Yes! Professor Snape..."

As if he had formed a conditioned reflex, the moment he heard his name, Harry immediately jumped up from his seat and stood upright.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Snape in a daze again, bewildered.

And it was precisely because of the sudden accident on Harry's side that the bickering between Ron and Draco had to be stopped, and they both returned to their sitting postures in an instant.

"It seems, Mr. Potter." Snape said as he took a few quick steps to come directly in front of Harry.

Those eyes stared straight at Harry, making him afraid to look at him, so he had to lower his head.

The hoarse and deep voice continued.

"I think our classmate Potter is probably a genius... he thinks what I'm talking about here is of no use to him."

Having said that, Snape paused, but he didn't give Harry any chance to defend himself.

He stretched out a finger, stopped the other party's mouth that was about to say something, and continued to follow the words just now in a deep voice

"Or... He has actually previewed the knowledge of this lesson, and clearly understands the entire process of making potions—right, Potter?"

"In this case, please tell me, what do we need to add to the crucible in the next step? And how to stir it so that it can be fully fused with the original liquid medicine and prevent the phenomenon of frying pot?"

Speaking of the fryer, Snape subconsciously glanced at Neville.

He was disheveled at the moment, and it looked like he had provided Harry with a perfect negative case.

However, for Harry, who had no interest in Potions and had been distracted throughout the class, this problem was undoubtedly fatal.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and raise his head.Looking at Snape's gloomy and mocking expression, he hesitated and said something in a low voice

"Sorry, Professor Snape. I don't know."

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Snape's mouth curled up a little, and the expression on his face also showed the meaning of "I knew it".

After unhurriedly looking Harry up and down, he continued to mock Harry

"Looks like our genius doesn't want to waste his wits on my class, does he? ... Well then, five points from Slytherin for your stupidity! Now, you stand here, listen up See how other people answer this question!"

After the words fell, Snape didn't hesitate, and patted the table in front of Draco, ignoring Hermione who was sitting next to Ron in the same row and raised her arms so high that she was about to fly.

"Tell Potter by your side, Malfoy! How to answer the question I just asked."

Compared to Harry's blankness, Draco was obviously much calmer.

"Okay, Professor."

He nodded, and after standing up, he didn't pause for a moment, and answered easily with concise and capable sentences like a textbook.
"Next, add mistletoe berries (Mistletoe berry) to the crucible. After adding, start stirring from the outermost circle. After the medicinal liquid in the crucible bubbles and flows in a large vortex, start stirring counterclockwise. , and gradually transition to the inner circle, and finally..."

Listening to Draco explain all the steps in detail, in every detail, without any mistakes.Not only Harry, who was still standing at the side, showed a look of envy, even Snape, the gloom on his face disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

With a somewhat stiff smile on the corner of his mouth, he nodded secretly.Draco's speech was not interrupted.

When Draco offered all the standard answers, closed his mouth, and looked proudly at Snape, Snape finally spoke loudly.

"Excellent! No mistakes, fifteen points for Slytherin!"

After finishing speaking, he still squinted his eyes, looked at Harry again with a scrutinizing gaze, and asked in a deep voice

"Do you remember now, Potter?"

"remember."

With a slightly flushed face, Harry lowered his head in embarrassment, and replied in a low voice.

I don't know if it's his hallucination...Harry always felt that when Snape pronounced the word "Potter", he would involuntarily suppress his own voice.

Who knows, maybe I think too much.

"Sit down." Snape snorted noncommittally, but finally told Harry to sit down again.

After Harry sat down, Snape turned his attention to Draco again.

However, his attitude at this moment has taken a 180-degree turn compared to when he was admonishing Harry just now.

"That's a good answer..."

He said to Draco, with a hint of praise in his words.

"Thank you for your affirmation."

Draco smiled uncontrollably, his eyes were bright with pride, and he bowed slightly reservedly.

"You are very much like your uncle... No, at least in terms of potions, you are better than him at that time."

It seemed that Draco saw the figure of Charlie at that time, his originally gloomy eyes brought out a bit of reminiscence, and even said something to Draco in a rare way.

Hearing this sentence, Draco took a deep breath, his chest puffed up even more, he raised his head high, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was almost uncontrollable.

Indeed, first-year Charlie didn't like Potions.At that time, he devoted most of his attention to Transfiguration and various black magics that were forbidden to be studied... and he was obsessed with it.

Every time, I just take a cursory glance or two to ensure that my test scores will not fall out of "excellent", and then ignore it.Even in homework, he asked Snape to do it for him.

Of course, in return, Charlie will also bring out some of his little discoveries in the restricted area and share them with Snape...

That was the most interesting time in my life... Snape couldn't help thinking, but soon, he shook his head again and brought his thoughts back to the classroom at this time.

"Sit down too!"

After he asked Draco to return to his seat, he walked to the front again and continued to talk about the next content.

"Okay, now that Malfoy has told you this step, let's see..."

...............................

"That's amazing... Draco."

After Draco sat down, Harry, with a bit of envy in his eyes, couldn't help but move his head closer, and whispered

"How do you memorize such a long step? I can't help but feel dizzy after just one glance..."

At this moment, Draco, who was complimented by Snape's "exactly like your uncle", was in a good mood.

"It's just the basics."

He raised his chin proudly again, and while talking to Harry, he took out his potion note and handed it to Harry.

"Look! I just previewed the content of this class before class.

This kind of thing is not very difficult, it only needs a little effort - of course, most of it is my own talent.like me!Did you just hear what Professor Snape had to say about me?He said I look like my uncle!I guess he's definitely related to my uncle..."

Harry was slightly taken aback, hearing Draco naturally shift the topic from Potions to his uncle, Mr. Charlie Black, he was a little confused for a while, but after all, what Draco said at this time I was enjoying myself, and I was too embarrassed to interrupt him, so I could only listen and nod in agreement with what he said.

"Hmph...what's so great about it."

It seemed to be a taste, Ron pouted, turned his head away pretending to be disdainful, and looked at Hermione who was sitting on the other side of him with a somewhat discouraged face.

After all, they are students of a college, and they are still only children, so those conflicts on the Hogwarts Express train at the beginning were easily resolved, and they were completely forgotten.

Up to now, although the relationship between the two is not very familiar, it is still possible to talk.

Ron nudged Hermione's book and asked in a low voice

"If Snape told you to stand up, surely you could answer him like Malfoy did?"

In fact, Ron at this time didn't really want to know if Hermione could answer this question. He just wanted to find someone who could compete with Draco to prove himself that "Draco didn't That's amazing" point of view.

However, what Ron didn't expect was that, listening to his words, Hermione nodded first, but after struggling for a while, she shook her head again.

"What does this mean?" He frowned, looked at Hermione strangely, and couldn't help asking
"If Professor Snape asked me to answer this question... I can definitely answer it, but I can't give a concise and perfect answer like Draco."

Having said this, Hermione couldn't help drooping her shoulders in frustration.

Although she really didn't want to admit it, it was true... At first, she thought that even if she went to the magic school, she would still be able to maintain the legendary record of ranking first since she was a child, but she didn't expect that she would meet Waterloo just like this.

"I guess he must have started working on what he's going to learn in third grade."

But Hermione was not a person who gave up easily. After a moment of frustration, she soon rekindled her fighting spirit.In his heart, surpassing Draco has already been regarded as a main goal.

And Ron who heard this, after being shocked that Draco started to study the content of the third grade, couldn't help but feel a little more depressed, and ignored Hermione, bent back to the table in front of him, Say no more.

(End of this chapter)