Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

"But there is one condition: you are not the kind of idiots I often meet!"

After he finished these familiar opening remarks, the whole classroom fell silent.

"Potter!"

Snape suddenly turned his head to look at a young wizard wearing round-framed glasses and stared into his eyes.

"What do I get if I add powdered narcissus root to a wormwood infusion?"

"I don't know, sir." The famous savior was visibly stunned.

Snape curled his lips contemptuously.

Draco was sitting next to Lycos, covering his mouth with his hands and laughing with glee.

"Tsk, tsk...it seems that fame doesn't mean everything."

Snape looked at Harry's face, as if he was thinking of someone, with a hidden disgust on his face; but when his gaze swept across Harry's eyes, his expression became complicated again.

"Let's try again..." Snape said in a very low voice, and it was unclear whether he was talking to Harry or to himself.

"Potter, if I asked you to find me a bezoar, where would you look?"

A little witch with messy brown hair raised her hand high, but Harry had no idea what bezoar was and his face was extremely confused.

Draco was extremely happy about what happened to Harry and was laughing so hard that he was shaking with laughter.

Although Crabbe and Goyle didn't know what he was laughing at, in order to match Draco, they also shook their shoulders and looked like they were shaking with laughter.

Of course, Lycos didn't laugh with them, but instead sighed.

In fact, there are other stories behind the magic potion material of bezoar -

When Harry's mother, Lily Evans, was in school, she was asked to prepare an antidote potion in a Potions class...but instead of making a potion, she directly took out a bezoar.

That was the highlight of her student life and an unforgettable scene in Snape's mind.

However, as Lily's son, Harry's answer to the bezoar was...

"I don't know, sir."

Snape's eyes revealed an unprecedented disappointment. He was finally sure that Lily's son was not like her, but more like his annoying father...

Although he was extremely disappointed, Snape hid his emotions so deeply that almost no young wizard could see it.

"I suppose you haven't opened a book before term starts, have you, Potter?" His tone became even colder.

Harry forced himself to stare into his cold eyes, feeling a little annoyed, thinking that the Potions Professor was looking for trouble.

So he retorted, "Sir, I've read all the textbooks, but how can I possibly memorize all the contents of 'One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi'?"

"Excuse!" Snape was still holding him to Lily's standards. "Why can others memorize the contents of the textbooks before going to school, but you can't?"

But Harry mistook the "others" Snape was referring to as Hermione, who had her hands raised high.

"Professor, since Hermione knows the answer, why don't you ask her?" he whispered.

"Ha, ha...very good." A trace of anger flashed in Snape's eyes. "Potter, because you contradicted the professor, Gryffindor will be deducted five points for this."

"Let me tell you, Potter, narcissus root powder and wormwood together make a very powerful sleeping potion, the Water of Hell and Life; and bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of an ox, which has a very strong detoxifying effect."

Then he suddenly turned his gaze in the direction of the little wizard in the class.

"Get it? Why don't you write all this down?!"

The rustling sound of quills and parchment suddenly filled the entire Potions classroom...

"Hayden, remember to stand up!"

Before the recording was finished, Snape's voice rang out again.

Lycos slapped his forehead and thought to himself, "Oh no!"

The night after the start-of-term dinner, he had wanted to go to Snape and tell him the truth about Voldemort, but because of the unbreakable oath, he could only replace his original plan with a simple question.

Snape thought Lycos had tricked him.

Now it seems that even after a week, he is still upset...

……

Chapter 18: Points Deducted in Potions Class

"I suppose you've already understood that question?"

Snape put his hands behind his back and asked coldly, "Tell me, what is the difference between Aconitum naviculatum and Aconitum wolfsbane?"

"Aconitum napellus and Aconitum fasciata are the same plant, also collectively known as Aconitum." Lycos answered calmly.

Of course he knew the answer to the question.

The reason he asked Snape this question at that time was because the Unbreakable Vow had such a huge impact on him that his brain short-circuited for a moment and he didn't know how to face his identity as a Death Eater.

"Oh? It seems you can find a solution too." Snape's tone was light and a little sarcastic.

"If everyone were like Hayden, asking the professor any stupid questions, we wouldn't be able to teach anymore. We'd all be your personal babysitters."

Lycos maintained his low-key style this week, standing silently in his seat without saying a word.

"Tsk, you seem quite proud of answering such a simple question... Then as you wish—"

Snape didn't want to let him go yet, so he changed the question.

"Tell me, what is the main raw material of carnivorous slug repellent?"

Lycos froze in place.

He thought he was well prepared. In order to guard against Snape's difficulties, he had carefully read "Magical Potions and Solutions" and "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi" over and over again in the past few days.

However, at this moment, Lecos had fallen into the same state as Harry just now, and knew nothing about this potion.

"Professor, I guess... this potion doesn't appear in our textbook?" Lecos decided to trust his memory and asked in a low voice.

"Tsk, do you want to be confined to textbooks for the rest of your life?" Snape sneered, "Because you contradicted the professor, Slytherin will..."

However, just as Snape's sneer fell, his expression suddenly froze.

He discovered that Lycos was actually a student of his own house, and he couldn't deduct points as happily as he had deducted Harry's points.

"…but one point for being honest."

Snape's expression changed, and then he made an excuse as if nothing had happened to add one point to his house.

Harry and the other young wizards from Gryffindor were stunned.

They were irritated by Snape's discriminatory treatment, and there was a great deal of noise coming from the many workstations over there.

Ron slammed the table and stood up: "Professor, this is not fair! Harry just now..."

"Sit down!" Snape, still confident, shouted at Ron, "You're shouting in class! Gryffindor will lose another five points because of you!"

Frightened by Snape's tyranny and afraid that Snape would deduct all of Gryffindor's house points in just one Potions class, the young wizards of Gryffindor could only swallow their anger and keep quiet.

But their faces were all very ugly, and they still felt dissatisfied with the Potions Professor.

Lycos looked at Gryffindor silently, feeling inexplicably comfortable.

When I was reading the book, I always felt that Snape was a selfish villain because I put myself in the Gryffindor's perspective. But when I put myself in the Slytherin's perspective, I can only say...

Please do more of this kind of thing!

……

The Potions class continued, but the situation of the Gryffindor little wizards did not improve at all.

Snape divided all the young wizards into groups of two, with each group of wizards occupying a workbench, placing their own crucible on the table, and guiding them to mix a simple potion to treat scabies.

Draco and Lycos were grouped together because they were close to each other.

"Lycos, please use my cauldron!"

When Draco saw the crucible that Lycos was carrying, he seemed to finally find some sense of superiority. He placed his own luxurious gold crucible on the table, almost blinding the eyes of a group of young wizards around him.

Lycos naturally had no objection. Why use second-hand things when you can use good ones?

However, he still had some concerns...

"Are you sure it won't be a problem if Professor Snape puts them in the same group?" Lycos turned his head and looked at the two fat guys staring at each other with concern.

At this moment, Crabbe and Goyle were staring at each other, trying to decide whose cauldron they were using with their sharp eyes.

However, when Draco looked at the two cauldrons, he realized that they had clearly bought the same model, size, and brand. It made no difference whose cauldron he used...

"It shouldn't be... anything serious, right?" Draco wasn't too sure. "How about we stay away from them?"

Lycos nodded in approval and together with Draco, he carried the crucible a few steps to the other side of the workbench.

Snape, on the other hand, dragged his long black cloak around the classroom, watching the young wizards weighing dried nettles and crushing snake fangs. Almost all the students had been criticized.

Logically speaking, Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, had a good relationship with Snape, and Draco was actually somewhat familiar with Snape. He could have been spared the criticism of the Potions Professor.

But Lycos, the little wizard who had once "played tricks" on Snape, was now in the same group with Draco...

As a result, any mistake made by the two would be picked out by Snape, and their treatment was second only to the famous Harry Potter.

"Potter, you're stirring the potion too violently. Are you trying to get it in your partner's face?"

"Porter, how did you cut the ingredients? Do you think you're making American fast food?"

"Potter, turn down the heat. Are you trying to set my Potions classroom on fire?"

"Potter..."

Every time Snape criticized Harry's actions, the disappointment on his face grew deeper.

Throughout the class, Draco kept looking at Harry for fun, which resulted in his own movements being distorted many times, for which Snape caught him and gave him a severe scolding.

But Draco still enjoyed it, as if it was worth it even if he was taught a lesson as long as he saw Harry unhappy!

Just as Snape was about to continue picking on Harry and Lycos, a puff of acidic green smoke suddenly emerged from the Potions classroom, accompanied by a loud hissing sound.

Lycos turned his head subconsciously and saw a Slytherin girl with freckles all over her face, who was almost as strong as Crabbe and Goyle. She had somehow burned the liquid in the crucible into a crooked lump.

The potion in the pot spilled onto the marble floor, and the little wizards who accidentally stepped on the stone had their shoes burned with holes of varying sizes.

"Idiot!" Snape roared, striding towards the area where the accident occurred. "Bulstrode, I've told you the production process many times. Are you deaf?"