Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 30 Gryffindor Deducts a Big Point

Potions class.

All the Gryffindor students looked at Sherlock worriedly.

They all knew that Snape was unreasonable, biased towards the Snake House and targeted the Lion House.

This is especially evident in today's attitude towards Harry Potter.

But they didn't expect that in addition to Harry, Sherlock also provoked him.

"What happy thing?"

Snape asked coldly, looking down at Sherlock.

"Isn't it a pleasure to learn the precise science and rigorous craft of potions from such an excellent professor?"

Harry: '(°ー°〃)
Ron: (*゜ー゜*)

Hermione: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Little lion & little snake: w(Д)w
Sherlock actually said such a thing!

So shocking.

Snape obviously didn't expect Sherlock to give such an answer. He was stunned for a moment, then said coldly:
"Holmes, don't try to be smart in front of me. I'm not one of those idiots who gets complacent just because you say a few words to me."

"I'm sorry to give you the misunderstanding, but I was telling the truth."

Seeing Holmes looking at him calmly and speaking earnestly, Snape felt like he had punched cotton.

"Since you love learning so much, you must know the answers to those questions, right?"

His words immediately made all the little lions sweat.

Although Sherlock performed very well in the previous classes, he performed very poorly in the astronomy class the night before, which is worrying.

The little snakes looked gloating.

As long as they see Gryffindor unhappy, they will be happy.

Sherlock remained calm, speaking at a steady pace without any emotion:
“Powdered narcissus root added to an infusion of wormwood can be prepared as a sleeping potion;

Searching for bezoars requires going into the goat’s stomach;

Aconitum napellus and Aconitum davidianum are the same plant; there is no difference.”

The main point is that I answer whatever you ask.

Like sleeping pills, which are also known as "dead water," fecal stones have a strong detoxifying effect, and Aconitum napellus and Aconitum davidianum are collectively called Aconitum...

He did not mention these knowledge points again.

but.

When Snape asked Harry the first question just now, there was a hint of torment and struggle in his expression.

Although it was imperceptible and fleeting, it did not escape Sherlock's eyes.

So Sherlock decided to give it a try.

He stared at Snape with a sharp gaze and said with a try-it attitude:
"The daffodil is a type of lily, and in the Victorian language of flowers, it means 'my regrets follow you to your grave'.

Mugwort represents 'absence' and 'bitter sadness'.

Sleeping pills are a dose of 'Draught-of-Living-Death', which means 'a miserable life like hell'.

In summary……"

"enough!"

Both the little lion and the little snake were listening with great interest when a loud shout suddenly interrupted Sherlock's description.

The already chilly classroom seemed to have dropped several degrees in temperature at this moment.

Snape's originally sinister face now looked as if water was about to drip out, and his cold and empty eyes wished they could dig two holes in Sherlock's body.

"Put aside your self-righteous explanation, this is Potions class!

I really wonder if your brain has been hit by a troll's club, or a piece of fecal stone has been stuffed into it?
One point from Gryffindor for your cleverness and useless explanations!"

Sherlock smiled.

He already got the answer he wanted.

Then he got into trouble again. "What are you laughing at?"

"I remember..."

Before Sherlock could answer, Snape interrupted him, "Another point deducted from Gryffindor for contempt of class!"

"Professor, this isn't fair!"

Hermione, who had been forbearing, finally couldn't help herself. She stood up after being ordered to sit down. "Holmes clearly answered all the questions correctly!"

"Typical Gryffindor, questioning professors is a tradition, right?"

Snape turned his head immediately. "What's your name?"

"Hermione Granger."

"Very good. Because you were rude in class and openly contradicted the professor, Gryffindor will deduct one point."

Hermione: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"And you, Potter, you can't even answer such a simple question, yet you still try to tell the professor what to do. Three points will be deducted from Gryffindor."

Harry: Σ(｀д′*ノ)ノ

When Harry heard that he had been deducted points, he was completely shocked.

It’s none of my business!
Also, why am I the one with the most deductions?

He was about to speak when Ron kicked him behind the cauldron.

"Hush," he whispered, "You don't want Gryffindor to lose points because of you!"

Harry: (;Д`)
The point deduction is over, but the Potions class continues.

Students worked in pairs to learn how to make a simple potion to treat boils.

Of course, things didn't improve for the Gryffindors.

Almost all the students were criticized one by one, only Malfoy was spared.

As for Harry and Sherlock, he took special care of them.

The former was because Snape himself looked at him through tinted glasses.

The latter is because of the explanation of the lily's language.

It's just that Sherlock's operation is impeccable, and Harry has a big boss to lead him, so there is no problem.

Snape tried to find fault several times, but failed every time.

Fortunately, he did not deduct points from other Gryffindor students, which made the little lions secretly relieved.

At this critical moment, something went wrong with Neville next to Sherlock and Harry.

No one knew what he did, but he burned through the crucible of Simo, who was in the same group with him. The potion inside spilled onto the stone floor and burned holes in the shoes of nearby classmates.

A puff of acidic green smoke emerged, followed by a loud hissing sound.

"idiot!"

Snape growled loudly and was about to deal with it when Sherlock had already picked up his wand.

"Clean up!"

Snape's eyes lit up at the clean and neat movement, but his expression turned cold in an instant.

He shouted at Neville:

"I suppose you put the quills in the cauldron without taking it off the fire, didn't you?"

How could Neville have time to answer?

He was soaked in the potion when the crucible was overturned just now. Now his body was covered with red and swollen boils. He was already in great pain, and under Snape's tyranny, he cried out loudly.

"Send him to the hospital upstairs."

Snape snapped at Seamus, then turned to Sherlock and Harry:
"Potter, why didn't you tell him not to add the porcupine quills? You think his mistake makes you look good? One point from Gryffindor."

Harry: Convex (fuck dish fuck)
"And you, Holmes, since you can use magic to clean the floor, why didn't you stop him from knocking over the cauldron? Gryffindor lost another point because of you."

(End of this chapter)