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Flitwick looked at the empty plate in an instant, but he didn't get angry or say anything about it being impolite.

He just moved the empty plate a little further away and continued to communicate with Bai Ze and chat with each other.

"Speaking of which, what should I call you, Dawei Dai, or Bai Ze as you mentioned to the young wizards in class today?"

"Just call me Bai Ze. It's just a code name anyway. It doesn't mean anything to me."

After hearing Bai Ze's answer, Flitwick nodded.

"Also, I'm really curious about how old you are."

"...Don't you know that asking a girl's age is very rude?"

Bai Ze put down the wine jug and stared at Flitwick, while he bowed slightly and apologized to Bai Ze gracefully.

"I was offended."

Bai Ze nodded and subconsciously wanted to grab two sweet and crispy cookies.

But when he stretched out his hand halfway, he realized stiffly that he had eaten up the entire plate.

"Well, I have something else to do. Excuse me."

"It's okay, please go about your business."

Watching Bai Ze awkwardly withdraw his hand and find an excuse to escape, Flitwick just smiled and said nothing.

Bai Ze strolled out of the lounge, looked around to see that there was no one around, and then quickly left the room as if escaping.

Fortunately, the journey was quiet and almost no one met her, except for a cat with some strange patterns.

After running away for a long time, Bai Ze finally stopped.

I’m in this place now, and I probably don’t even know where I am.

So, what's next?

Just go to class. After all, you are a professor, not a student who is late for class. There is no need to be afraid of those stern professors and deans.

Just find a classroom where classes are in session and push the door open.

His mind was thinking this, and his hands were loyally carrying out the order. Bai Ze randomly found a classroom where class was in session and pushed the door open and walked in.

Unfortunately, it was Snape's class. As soon as Bai Ze entered the door, he made eye contact with him. He stood there and stared at him for a full five minutes.

During this time, Bai Ze consciously conjured up a small chair and sat by the door, looking at the students in the classroom, who were staring at Snape with sweat on their foreheads, and threw the processed herbs into the pot, watching the fire and brewing the potion.

Even though they heard the sound of the classroom door behind them, indicating that someone had obviously entered, due to Snape's prestige, they did not dare to look back while brewing the potion.

Especially those sitting next to Snape, the five-minute stay almost scared them to death.

(Lota is the same as Lolita, with the word "shota" added. It generally refers to a child who looks cute and female but is actually male.)

Chapter 279 Snape's Potions Class

It seemed that he realized that Bai Ze would not leave, and it also seemed that he felt that staring at each other like this was boring.

Snape slowly withdrew his gaze from Bai Ze, and without saying a word, he began to move among the little wizards again.

Soon, a little wizard beside him began to tremble violently.

It seemed that Snape's long stay beside him had made him overly nervous, causing the wrong steps in the potion's operation.

Soon, black smoke came out of his crucible, and with a flash of fire, all the hair on his head was cleared away, burning it into a boiled egg.

All the young wizards immediately stopped brewing the potion. After all, this failure was so glaring that it was hard not to notice it.

Bai Ze, who was listening in, saw this scene and laughed secretly while sitting in the back. Her shoulders shrugged and it was obvious that her mouth was almost crooked from laughing.

Snape obviously reacted in time and walked towards the accident site the moment smoke appeared.

At the same time, he waved his wand and quickly put a layer of armor on the people around him, including himself.

"Oh! Everyone stop and let's see. Mr. Khaldun, please stand up. I want you to tell me what you just added to the crucible."

"Professor Saltpeter, I added saltpeter."

"How much did you add? Did you grind it completely into powder?!"

It was obvious that the little wizard named Haldon could not bear Snape's sour face so close to him.

"It should be completely ground, Professor."

"Should! That means no! What kind of hesitation are you showing? Potions is a rigorous subject. Question words like should, seems, almost, and probably shouldn't appear in it!"

"You should be thankful that you made a hair growth potion, a small and not dangerous potion. What if you made a more powerful potion?"

"Potions is a subject for you to learn. If you think you are learning it for me and don't take it seriously, you are making a big mistake!"

"If one day you decide to pursue a career in potion making, and if you don't want to deal with dangerous ingredients or get into accidents while brewing potions, losing limbs or leaving scars that never heal..."

"Finally, because of your reckless handling of measurement and your inattention in class, Gryffindor will deduct ten points!"

Snape singled out the little wizard from the Lion's Courtyard and gave him a stern lecture, scolding him so much that he almost dropped his pearl.

Then he waved his wand, emptied the contaminated liquid in the crucible, refilled it with clean water, and replaced the materials on the table.

Looking at the little wizards shedding tears and starting to make potions again, Bai Ze watched very seriously from behind.

You know what, you really shouldn't say it. Although Snape has a sharp tongue and is completely unforgiving in his words, he is actually quite good at teaching.

At least she would definitely learn something real. She had also read books that explained the basics of potions, and it could be said that they were completely different from what Snape said.

That's why Snape is called the master of potions. The potions that he improved and innovated are really more useful.

Less loss, greater efficacy, higher cost-effectiveness, Snape even knows how much medicinal materials to add and how long it takes to boil the soup.

Even the best-kept secrets like how often and how often the stirring rod should be used in the pot were taught.

Soon, the class passed with Snape occasionally deducting points from Gryffindor.

When the get out of class was over, Bai Ze thought carefully and realized that since she came in, Snape had sprayed venom for almost twenty minutes in the one-hour class.

Except for the Serpentine College which received an additional ten points, the other three colleges were deducted an average of more than twenty points due to Snape's criticism.

Anyway, after attending today's class, Bai Ze understood why Snape was so unpopular.

After all the students left, Bai Ze waited for Snape to clean up the classroom, and the two of them returned to the office on the basement floor together.

As soon as Snape opened the door of the Potions Office, Bai Ze rushed in from behind him and threw himself onto the soft sofa in one step.

“Ah! Comfortable.”

Bai Ze swam a few strokes on his back on the soft sofa, swinging his arms. Only then did he feel something was wrong.

Just like frying sausages with a spatula, Bai Ze waved his staff and turned himself over on the sofa.

Then she put her hands together obediently and placed them just above her belly.

For a moment, the Potions Office became quiet again, with only the sound of Snape sitting behind his desk, writing on parchment with a quill pen.

"Honestly, your teaching is very good, but your teaching attitude would be even more perfect if it were a little gentler."

Bai Ze waited patiently, watching Snape finish correcting the students' homework collected today. Finally, she couldn't help but speak.

"Hmph! Believe me, you'll understand as you continue teaching. If you were to encounter a room full of giant monsters, mixed with a few normal people with low intelligence, I think you would empathize with me."

Really? After all, it’s the first class. Besides, I’ve lived for so long and have seen all kinds of storms. How could I be defeated by those little wizards?

What a joke!

Bai Ze nodded politely, but did not take it to heart.

The air suddenly became quiet again. Bai Ze had not yet thought of what to say, and Snape looked at Bai Ze who was lingering on his sofa and did not seem to be in a hurry to drive him away.

After all, his place is really deserted and almost no one comes. He has gotten used to it, but it is also nice to have someone to add a little more life to it.

Boom boom boom!

Just when neither Bai Ze nor Snape wanted to speak first, a knock on the door broke the quiet atmosphere in the room.

Snape also put down his pen.

"Enter!"

As Snape's voice fell, the door opened and a young wizard from the Snake Court came in with a book.

He first glanced at the environment inside the room, and after observing Bai Ze, his pupils shrank slightly, as if he did not expect to see Bai Ze here.

"What's the matter with you?"

Seeing the little wizard open the door and then stay still, standing at the door for too long, Snape even kindly reminded him and rescued him.

But the tone is still not very good.

After the little wizard came to his senses, he first greeted the two professors in turn, and then walked in quickly.

"Professor, I have a question about the preparation of this potion..."

The young wizard opened the book and showed it to him, but after reading it, Snape just smiled coldly.

Bai Ze, who was kept nearby, knew from his expression that he was about to start spraying venom again.

Chapter 280 Do you want a cake that smells like a tire, or a tire that smells like a cake?

The scene that followed was so brutal that Bai Ze didn't want to go into detail, but anyway...

Snape: My God, look at this gentleman.

Such an easy-to-understand piece of knowledge about potions that could be mixed with the claws of magical beasts if they could read, and yet he actually came and took up the rest time of a hard-working professor.

Humph, fortunately, the only difference between this gentleman and the troll is that when he encounters knowledge that is beyond his brain capacity, he knows who to turn to.

Listen carefully, now open your rusty, rarely used, or perhaps nonexistent brain, and I will only tell you once.

Finally, let me summarize.

Snape can be said to have a sharp tongue and a bad teaching style, but you can't say that he teaches badly.

After Snape finished explaining the problem and let the little wizard go, the air became quiet again.

After a while, Bai Ze listened to the rustling sound beside his ears, this hypnotic white noise, gently closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep...

Well, I can’t sleep without a wool bed.

Bai Ze opened his eyes listlessly, kicked the sofa with his calves, and stood up as if performing an acrobatic trick.

She decided that the next major task would be to overcome the problem of not being able to sleep anytime and anywhere.

She's also very particular about her bed! If there's no wool on it, she won't be able to fall asleep.

"Have a rest?"

Watching Bai Ze stand up and stretch, Snape put down his wand and pressed the quill that was writing on its own under his palm.

"Well, I won't bother you. I'm leaving now."

Bai Ze nodded his head obediently, took light steps, and placed his hand on the door handle.

"You've rested for more than three hours. Remember to have dinner."

Looking at Bai Ze's leaving back, Snape said nothing, but just tapped the quill with his wand.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the quiet rustling...

"Well, where should we go?"

It was obvious that Bai Ze didn't listen to Snape's words at all.

At this moment, she was wandering in the corridors of Hogwarts, carrying a small wine flask that she had specially modified to give her the ability to drink endlessly.

"How about we go have a drinking contest with Hagrid?"

As if she had come up with a good idea, her eyes lit up and her body honestly turned in the direction and walked towards Hagrid's Hut near the Forbidden Forest.

She didn't do nothing during the two months she came early. At least she had a good grasp of interpersonal relationships.

Hogwarts is such a big place, but there are not many professors, and the school is almost entirely supported by the house-elves.

She and Hagrid met in the auditorium. After all, Hagrid was also an alcoholic, and they got along well with each other and soon became good friends after drinking.

Boom boom boom!

"Hagrid! I've come to see you!"

"Wait a minute! I'm getting some freshly baked cupcakes!"

Bai Ze was holding a small silver wine pot. When he heard the hurried footsteps inside, he couldn't help but unscrew the mouth of the pot and take a sip.