Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

Chapter 82 The Sharp-Tongued but Upright Sikh (Bonus Chapter)

Marcos was clearly not focusing all his attention on potion preparation. While dealing with Puni's conversation, he casually picked up materials from the lab table and added them to the crucible from time to time.

As they were chatting, Puni inadvertently caught a glimpse of Marcos's actions and was immediately taken aback.

He actually threw the porcupine quills that should have been discarded into the crucible that was reacting!

This is a medicine for treating swelling. Porcupine quills are irritating, and if added, they will not only render the medicine completely ineffective, but also cause a violent reaction, producing a corrosive poison.

He could even imagine that once the potion solidified and splashed onto their bodies, it would inevitably cause large patches of red, swollen blisters. At that point, they would probably be forced to try potions prepared by other groups to alleviate the symptoms. But now it was too late to say anything. The porcupine quills had completely sunk into the potion, and the liquid in the crucible had begun to bubble slightly. It was impossible to retrieve them now.

Puni stared intently at the crucible and saw that the originally black liquid was turning dark red at a visible speed. The walls of the crucible also began to heat up, and the temperature soared rapidly in a short period of time. Tiny sparks could even be seen jumping on the surface of the liquid.

It's obvious the potion is about to explode!

In the urgency of the situation, Puni didn't have time to explain much to Marcos, who hadn't yet noticed anything amiss. He grabbed Marcos's arm and forcefully pushed him aside to prevent him from being affected by the impending explosion of the potion.

Immediately afterwards, he swiftly raised his wrist, drew his wand, and aimed it at the boiling cauldron.

"Everyone, retreat!"

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The moment the spell took effect, the potion in the crucible decreased by more than half, the liquid level dropped rapidly, and the previously violent bubbling subsided somewhat.

Even so, the remaining potion continued to react wildly, even more violently than before, causing the crucible to shake violently and make a buzzing sound.

"Bang!

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The potion exploded instantly, spraying upwards like fireworks during a festival.

Fortunately, the cauldrons at Hogwarts were of excellent quality and did not crack even after being subjected to such a violent explosion.

Unable to disperse outwards, the explosive force could only concentrate and erupt upwards, slamming hard against the classroom roof. Then, like rain, corrosive toxic water dripped down.

These toxic substances will immediately cause a large blister to form on the skin, causing unbearable pain.

Puni cast his magic again.

Clean up the spilled medicine.

Just then, Professor Snape walked over from Hufflepuff's lab table.

His face was grim as he glanced at the messy lab bench.

Eddie, who was standing to the side, originally wanted to say a few good words for Marcos, but faced with the angry gazes of the girls, he could only lower his head silently, choosing to protect himself and no longer defend him.

Marcos looked at everyone's eyes, his face full of guilt, but he did not run away.

Professor Snape's gaze fell on Marcos, and he asked coldly, "What happened?"

Marcos took a deep breath and stepped forward: "Professor, it's my fault. I was careless and accidentally threw the porcupine quills into the crucible, which caused the potion to explode."

Snape stared at Marcos for a moment, a cryptic smile playing on his lips. "I didn't see that Mr. Belby had any courage. Such recklessness and impulsiveness... it seems you might be better suited for Gryffindor than Ravenclaw."

He paused, then became even more stern: "Because of your reckless behavior, the potion preparation failed and almost caused an accident. Ravenclaw, deduct ten points!"

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Marcos kept his head down and offered no objection.

Fortunately, no one was injured this time. If someone had been hurt by the poisonous water, the points deducted would have been much higher, at least 20 points!

Snape said nothing more, turned and walked back to the podium, picked up his wand, and slammed it on the blackboard. He addressed the students in a deep voice, "I know the Christmas holidays are approaching, and you're all restless, eager to leave this place immediately. But I'm warning you, if you don't want to spend the entire holiday in the infirmary, or worse, be sent to St. Goman for treatment, then you'd better be fully focused and take every potion-making seriously!"

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The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students immediately responded in unison, "Yes, Professor Snape!"

Puni stood there, looking at the stern Snape on the podium, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

This guy, despite being worried about the students' safety, insists on using such harsh words. He's venomous in words but upright in actions, yet he never properly expresses his concern.

Marcos sighed softly, walked to Puni's side, and said sincerely, "Puni, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I not only messed up the potion, but also caused the academy to lose points. Thank you for saving me in time, and of course, everyone else as well."

Faced with Marcos's sincere apology, Puni smiled, raised his hand, and lightly punched him on the shoulder: "Why are you being so polite with me? Do we need to say thank you? After all, we're friends."

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Haha~!

Upon hearing this, Marcos's guilt vanished almost instantly, and a simple, silly smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. He nodded repeatedly, and the heaviness in his heart felt much lighter.

But this relaxation didn't last long. Marcos's smile quickly faded, his head drooping slightly as he rambled on, "I always thought I might actually have some talent in potions. In the previous potions classes, the potions I made were the fastest in the class, and the quality wasn't bad either."

"But over the past few months, for some reason, all sorts of insignificant little problems have been popping up. Every time, I can barely get the configuration done thanks to your reminders. Otherwise, I would definitely get criticized by Professor Snape."

He paused, his eyes looking lost, and his voice lowered slightly: "So sometimes I can't help but wonder, were all those potions I made successfully before just my imagination? I don't actually have any talent for potions at all; I just got lucky at the beginning."

Seeing Marcos's dejected and self-doubting appearance, Puni gently shook his head, firmly interrupting his doubts: "This is definitely not an illusion. If you really didn't have talent, you wouldn't have been able to master the potion-making skills so quickly in the first place, let alone make qualified potions in such a short time."

He slowed down and patiently analyzed, "When it comes to potion preparation, talent is only part of it. More importantly, you need to be serious and meticulous. Your biggest problem is that you are too naive... too careless about details."

"When preparing potions, you often overlook some subtle steps, such as the amount of ingredients, the speed of stirring, or the control of the heat. These seemingly insignificant details are often the key to the success or failure of the potion. If you are a little more careful and pay more attention to these details, you can definitely make a lot of improvements."

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