People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 235: Snape the Intuitive
"So, what I need to do now is no longer to learn new knowledge?"

"But review the old ones and study them in depth?"

Hermione muttered to herself.

She was so convinced not only because she liked Basil.

Moreover, he has a power that makes people believe in him.

He exudes an indescribable sense of relaxation all the time, as if nothing can stump him and there is nothing he cannot achieve.

Bajir looked the girl in front of him straight in the eyes, "Your knowledge is broad enough for your depth."

“You need to find what you do best and expand on it.”

"Like a fire spell."

Ron continued, "Hermione is very good at creating magical fire. In the winter, she always creates a bright blue flame to keep us warm."

“The best part is that you can carry it with you in a jam jar.”

"Does it have a name?" Bagir asked with interest, pretending not to know.

Hermione shook her head. "I just wanted it to be warm, easy to carry, and most importantly, nice to look at. It just appeared out of nowhere."

"It's simple, isn't it? As long as you know enough spells, find the corresponding properties, and put them together like building blocks."

"To add properties of other spells to one spell, just try it more often"

"But it affected my studies a bit and it was a waste of time. After I realized this, I stopped doing it."

"No name yet." Hermione said, her cheeks flushed.

Ron: I wish I could be so obsessed with stuff.

"Oh, what's its spell?" Baqir asked with interest.

In his world, this magic was discovered by Hermione from a book she read to kill time, but in this world, it was actually the product of Hermione's "improper" behavior.

"There's no spell," Hermione said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz. "I just think about it and it happens, just like this -"

He extended his wand and a blue forget-me-not-like flame gushed out.

“Is naming important?”

"You should give it a name," Bajir waved, and the flame flew into his hand. His eyes unconsciously flashed 0 and 1, "Only in this way can it be stable and can be studied by others, and you can further add additional properties."

Bagir has discovered the shortcomings that [Lightning Whirl] brought to him, and while his rationality has increased, he has also gained a strong desire to pry into other people's private lives.

He began to eagerly desire to use the [Eyes of the Cave] to analyze all unknown things.

However, for him who has complete control over himself, he can control it, but he doesn't think it is necessary.

"You can look through the Rune Dictionary. In addition to helping wizards understand and translate runes, it can also help young wizards compile more powerful spells."

"Or you could try to learn some other lesser-known languages, or Old English."

"Modern English is widely circulated. Unless it is used for universal life magic, it is too demanding for wizards to use it for your kind of solitary and personal magic."

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"It can be done this way." Hermione had already taken out her notebook, and a rustling sound suddenly occurred in the corner of the corridor.

Ron and Harry felt as if they were listening to a foreign language and were confused.

Especially Harry, his mind was not on this at all.

From ancient times to the present, wizards have created innumerable spells, and it is impossible to learn them all. What you can think of must have been thought of by others. It is too troublesome to create your own magic or spells.

Isn't the important thing now that Mad-Eye Moody is fake?
"Can I say something? If there really is a possibility that Polyjuice Potion is in that bottle, will Moody -"

Hermione, who was pulled out of the ocean of knowledge, said unhappily, "Do you think Dumbledore would mistake his old friend?"

Ron also echoed, "Look at how crazy he was in class today. It's impossible to imitate him."

Harry was still a little unconvinced, "Maybe it's because he's crazy that he's easy to imitate."

"Dumbledore knew the normal Moody, and the Death Eaters were a bunch of lunatics."

Neither Hermione nor Ron took Harry's words to heart.

How could Mad-Eye Moody, the senior Auror who captured half of the prisoners in Azkaban, be replaced?

It was better to believe that Lockhart was the real deal than that Moody was a fake.

Even if Moody is really fake, it could be Dumbledore's plan.

The real Moody might have been assigned to do something covert, and it might be related to the fight against Voldemort.

So, for the next period of time, whenever Harry brought up this matter, the two of them would change the subject.

Ginny was the only one willing to listen to her boyfriend, nodding in agreement from time to time.

As for Bagir, he was loved by almost all the professors during this time.

Professor McGonagall commented that his Transfiguration was exquisite and profound. It looked ordinary but was actually thought-provoking and had many unique features.

If written into a paper, it would be good enough to be published in "Transfiguration Today" (the most authoritative academic journal focusing on the latest developments in the field of Transfiguration).

Professor Flitwick screamed with excitement and fell to the ground from a pile of books, just because he cast a silent and wandless happy spell that lingered throughout the classroom.

Professor Sprout forgot to call for the start of class because he saw the jumping bulb staying obediently in his hands without moving.

Professor Trelawney of the Divination class no longer had an erratic voice, and for the first time ever, she took off the glittering ornaments on her body.

Those disgusting blast-tailed skrewts raised by Hagrid were extremely obedient in Bagel's hands. They were picky eaters and were willing to eat almost anything Bagel fed them, and would actively suppress the urge to emit sparks from their butts.

Even Hagrid was shocked at how docile these monsters were. They smelled like rotten fish and had grayish, slimy bodies that looked like deformed, shelled lobsters.

Not surprisingly, Basil's charm had an impact on Snape.

"Oh, yes," whispered Snape, "Basil Granger, our new and famous man."

It sounded familiar to Harry.

But then they felt something was wrong and no one was laughing.

The students present, both male and female, were all supporters of Baqir.

They still remembered the Sorting Hat's comments.

Especially because of his noble bloodline, he conquered the most difficult Slytherin.

His outstanding performance in other classes also proves that Bajir is not just good-looking.

The exceptions were Draco, Goyle and Crabbe, who did not dare to step forward.

They live like invisible people these days.

I try not to go out except for eating and attending classes.

Even during their free time, when everyone gathered around the Goblet of Fire to see who voted, they still hid in their dormitories.

Snape was very surprised by the students' reactions. After a brief silence, he put down the list and did not continue to call out names.

His eyes, as dark as a train tunnel, stared at Bagir.

"I heard that you are from Castrobusa. You must be good at potions."

"Of course." Bajir raised his eyebrows and looked back unceremoniously.

The movie version of Snape is a pretty good professor except for his bad temper, but that doesn't mean he has to just quietly endure his targeting.

In fact, he was already prepared for the [overhead hook].

This spell must have made a deep impression on him, as if he was back in his school days.

Hermione sensed the anger in Basil's words and quickly grabbed his sleeve. Snape also raised his eyebrows, not only because of Hermione's little action and Basil's attitude.

Also, a feeling like a thorn in the back suddenly lingered in my heart, and as the malice grew deeper, this sense of crisis became stronger.

He was about to use the professor's authority to deduct points to launch a dimensionality reduction attack without any moral principles, but he quickly changed his plan.

"Mr. Granger," Snape said suddenly, "what does Gorbarot's Third Law say?"

"The number of ingredients contained in the antidote for a mixed poison is greater than or equal to the sum of the number of ingredients contained in the antidote for each individual poison." Bagir blurted out without thinking.

Snape pursed his lips. "Scapin's Apparition spell is extremely effective."

Bajir stretched and said, "The true form will be revealed immediately. Use it on the potion to analyze the ingredients of the potion."

Snape's brows furrowed even more tightly. "Very good, you are worthy of being a top student of Castrobush. Let's try again. Mr. Granger, assuming that Gorbarot's Third Law is true, how would you make an antidote for the mixed poison?"

"It's simple," Basil crossed his arms, "It requires the use of Scarpin's Apparition Charm."

"But after analyzing the ingredients of the potion, our primary goal is not to simply select an antidote for each individual ingredient, but to find another substance that can transform various unrelated ingredients through a process that is almost alchemical -"

"Okay," Snape interrupted, took a deep breath and said, "Hufflepuff gets two points for answering the question."

"One point deduction from Hufflepuff for moving around while answering."

Then he turned the gun on the others, "Why don't you write this down?"

There was a sudden rustling sound of quills and parchment being fumbled with.

Amid the noise, Snape said, "They are sixth-grade content. You should know that most of you cannot enter my advanced class. Finnigan, do you have any objection?"

"Unless you pass your OWLs to O (Excellence), I can say goodbye to you after next year."

"Especially you, Longbottom. If you want to be an Auror, you better be serious!"

"Potions and antidotes are essential knowledge for Aurors. Potions are required for at least five NEWTs!"

Just like that, with Snape's continuous venom spraying, the Potions class ended.

Almost everyone except Baqir did not avoid it.

Slytherin students are no exception.

Only Hermione was targeted once because she was next to Bagel, and it was not very obvious.

As soon as the bell rang, everyone rushed out of the classroom.

No one was whispering to each other, everyone was moving forward.

Snape has sensitive ears and is very petty and vengeful.

It is common to say bad things about him once you leave the classroom and be picked on again in person or a few days later.

Ron was most familiar with this. Being caught by Snape was something he had gotten used to, just like eating and drinking.

So, until we walked into the auditorium and into the foyer.

Only then did he dare to speak.

"Snape must be afraid of being hung upside down in the air like Moody," Ron said firmly. "I really want to see that scene."

"Yeah," Harry agreed.

"Don't do that," Hermione waved her hand in denial, "Snape is not as easy to talk to as Professor Moody."

"Too many points have been deducted. What if Bucky is ostracized by the Hufflepuffs?"

"Granger," Ernie MacMillan of Hufflepuff stopped walking by, "We Hufflepuffs wouldn't do that."

The hallway is now full of people because of the Goblet of Fire.

The Hufflepuffs around who heard their conversation nodded repeatedly.

They all said that grades were not important, what was important was that Hufflepuff students should not suffer any injustice.

Justin Finch-Fletchley even said directly, "That's Badger Granger. Even if he reduces the gems in our academy to zero, we won't say anything."

"Bucky," Hermione said in disbelief, "Is your school really like this?"

She already recalled the time when she was ostracized after losing 50 points in first grade, even though she earned much more than 50 points.

"You can think so." Baqir nodded.

"I don't believe it," Harry said firmly.

He also remembered that time.

He went from being one of the most popular and admired figures in school to suddenly becoming the target of public criticism, which left a deep impression on him.

At that time, not only the Gryffindor students, but even the irrelevant Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students did not treat him well.

Just because they all wanted to see Slytherin lose the House Cup, and he had ruined that hope.

Ron seemed to remember something, "This might really be possible."

"Zacharyus Smith from Hufflepuff had a fight with a Slytherin student last year and was caught by Snape and deducted 50 points."

"But nothing happened to him. He was treated like a hero."

"Maybe we act like that because we're Gryffindors."

"The other houses are expecting us to defeat Slytherin."

"Our college may have also vaguely noticed this and has higher requirements for our students."

Harry was as surprised as if he had swallowed a fly. "It's still possible. If I had known this, I would have chosen Hufflepuff."

"Forget it," Ron shook his head, "There is no precedent for transferring to another hospital."

"If only we were 17."

"Even if you fail, you have tried. If you succeed without taking the exam, that would be ridiculous."

As he spoke, he looked towards the Goblet of Fire from time to time, casting envious glances at the students who were signing up inside.

"Yeah," Harry muttered.

"If you really want to, I have a way," Bagir suggested.

"What can I do?" x2
Harry and Ron's eyes seemed to glow.

"Ask senior students to help with registration."

After hearing what Bagir said, the two hesitated.

"Is it really okay?"

"Such a simple method."

Hermione rubbed her chin, "Maybe it is possible. There is nothing to lose anyway."

"Of course." Bajir said confidently.

Even though the Goblet of Fire is not under his control now, this is a loophole allowed by Dumbledore.

The novel version probably isn't.

But in the movie, the grumpy version of Dumbledore once shook Harry's body and yelled, "Did you ask senior students to help you cast the ball?"

Now it just requires experimentation.

"Hey! Digory, come here!"

Baqir waved.

(End of this chapter)