Hogwarts Crawler.

"This is not the crucible from before."

Eugene suddenly spoke up.

Adam looked at him in surprise:

"How did you find out?"

The crucibles do have markings to distinguish them, but the markings are on the bottom of the pot. Apart from that, these crucibles were copied using double cards, so there should be no difference at all.

Eugene thought for a moment and said:

"I guess. You have high requirements for quality of life and you won't save money in a place like this."

Even if the crucible can be cleaned after a thorough cleaning, the psychological effect will still affect the mood for eating. Unless one has a special hobby in this regard, Adam, who likes to cook by himself if he doesn't like the food made at school, would not be willing to buy even a crucible.

"Wow~Eugene you are awesome!"

Adam applauded Eugene's wit, while Colon looked at Adam in shock:

"So what did you just do...?"

"He's teasing you."

Bernard sighed and ruffled his partner's hair.

Potions classes require students to attend in groups of two. Originally, it was difficult to divide the five people in a dormitory, but Uther had become friends with the students in a girls' dormitory at some point, and was formed into a group with the extra people in that dormitory.

"Bam—"

The sound of the door suddenly slamming open silenced the originally noisy classroom. Professor Snape strode to the podium, with the corners of his dark robe fluttering behind him like a group of bats following the footsteps of the devil.

Turning around, Snape pulled his cloak closer and scanned every student with his gloomy eyes. Every student he saw shrank his head and behaved like a quail - with one exception.

Amidst a crowd of shrinking gazes, the pair of eyes that were filled with excitement, admiration, and many complex emotions stood out. Snape, who was proficient in Legilimency, could not help but squint his eyes, as if he suddenly saw something dazzling.

Frowning slightly in discomfort, Professor Snape began to call the roll.

"Adam Reed."

Well, he remembered the name.

"You are here to learn the precise science and exacting craft of potion-making. Since there is no foolish waving of wands, many of you will not believe that this is magic."

Professor Snape's deliberately low voice echoed in the quiet classroom. He walked down from the podium and slowly paced among the students:

"I don't expect you to truly appreciate the beauty of the simmering crucible with white smoke and fragrance. You won't really understand the magical power of the liquid flowing into people's veins, which makes people excited and confused... I can teach you how to improve your reputation, brew honor, and even prevent death - but there must be one thing, you are not the kind of fools I often meet."

"Mr. Reed."

Professor Snape happened to walk behind Adam. His sudden words usually startled the students, but unexpectedly, Adam looked excited.

"Yes, Professor."

Meeting the increasingly excited eyes, Snape looked away with a slight discomfort and turned to the podium, speaking at the same time:

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“What do I do with a fresh horned slug?”

“Then the viscera are removed and the cooking process is carried out.”

"Tell me about the precautions when using lionfish vertebrae."

"The spine of the lionfish needs to be ground into powder before use, but it should be noted that the effect of this potion material will be quickly lost after being ground, so it must be processed before brewing the potion. Normally, it can only be preserved intact and it is best to avoid direct sunlight..."

Since Professor Snape asked about very broad precautions, Adam had to go through all the precautions regarding this thing.

"Okay that's enough."

Snape interrupted Adam's answer after hearing all the third-year knowledge points.

"Mr. Reed, do you think you can learn well enough without attending classes? The first-year curriculum is not enough for you, is it?"

"I know that Potions is a subject that requires precise operation, professor, and I am also very interested in it, but I also know that it is dangerous and stupid to operate it only by self-study."

Adam felt that there seemed to be a subtle hint of "You are self-aware" in Professor Snape's eyes, but of course maybe he was wrong.

"So what I can do is to remember the theoretical part before I formally study this course in school, and hope that I can pay more attention to the professor's teaching in class."

"..."

Professor Snape squinted his eyes and stared at Adam for a while, then suddenly said:

"If I want to brew a bottle of nootropics, how many slices of armadillo liver do I need?"

"...I think the intelligence enhancer is armadillo bile, professor. Two pints are needed."

Professor Snape did not make any comments but just let out a huff, then turned around, picked up the book, waved his wand at the blackboard, and said without turning his head:

"In fact, adding two and one-sixteenth pints of it would make the nootropic more effective, but two and one-eighth pints of armadillo bile would turn the nootropic into a bottle of poison."

Adam's eyes lit up and he opened his notebook and wrote this down.

Whether it is a more effective intelligence enhancer or a highly toxic one, it is very useful!

Chapter 18 The Hand of Evil is Ready to Move

"Merlin, Adam you are so amazing!"

Walking out of the Potions classroom, Cologne couldn't help but exclaim,

"Not only is he a good student, but he also has the guts to answer Professor Snape's questions - I didn't dare to move when he looked at me!"

"It's okay, I'm just very interested in Potions."

After all, the Philosopher's Stone cannot be chewed directly. One has to brew an elixir of life to prolong one's life, and some potions are indeed very useful.

"Although Professor Snape seems a little oppressive, he is still a very good person."

As they were talking, Professor Snape walked past the group with a book, and the roommates... oh no, the entire corridor seemed to have pressed the mute button for a few seconds.

"This sense of oppression seems to be more than just 'a little' stronger..."

Cologne breathed a sigh of relief. He almost choked on the words he was trying to hold back, and then he couldn't help but say the complaint that was stuck in his throat:

"How do you know that Professor Snape is a good person? When I handed him the boil potion, he almost stuffed the bottle of potion into my eye socket!"

I think a lot of that has to do with the fact that the boil solution you handed in was green and everyone else's and the one in the book were blue...

Swallowing his real thoughts, Adam changed his words to a more euphemistic one:

"After all, it's Potions. The potions you brew are meant for people to drink, so of course you have to be strict. Think about it - if the professor of Potions is smiling, and gives you a high score regardless of whether the potion you brew is up to standard or not, and doesn't make it difficult for students in exams - would you dare to drink the potion brewed by such a student?"

It can be compared to the examination for medical students. The examination requirements are among the most stringent among all majors.

"Well……"

Cologne thought about the horrible result and shook his head.

Apart from anything else, he himself didn't dare drink the boil medicine he had just made.

"Then he can be stricter in the assessment but teach in a gentler way in normal times, right?"

Bernard also looked listless. It was obvious that as Cologne's partner, he had just been severely criticized by Professor Snape.

"After all, there are so many students. This method may be more efficient. Professor Snape, as the youngest potion master, should be very busy. He earns hundreds of gold Galleons every minute."

"Is brewing potions so profitable?"

Uther, who had been listening, widened his eyes.

Even their family would be envious of this terrifying money-making ability.

Bernard was also stunned. Although he was a Muggle, he had been to Gringotts to exchange currency and knew how much 1 Galleon was worth in pounds.

Lawyers are already a high-income group, but I didn't expect that the one who brews magic potions would be...

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Bernard's mind. Isn't the potion master the dentist of the wizarding world?

Oh no.

Listen to what Professor Snape said at the beginning, Potions Master is the general practitioner of the wizarding world!

But even the income of a general practitioner is a bit too scary...

"Hmm... Adam is exaggerating about hundreds of gold Galleons a minute. But think about the price of potions. If Professor Snape is really a great potion master, his income should be very high."

Cologne recalled:

"I heard from customers of my shop that there is a potion called Felix Felicis, which is hard to buy even at several thousand Galleons."

"hiss--"

Uther and Bernard gasped.

The three of them discussed it for a while and decided that Professor Snape had already used such precious time to teach them, so they really shouldn't have too high expectations of Professor Snape's attitude.

Adam didn't remind them that it takes half a year to make the Felicis Potion and the failure rate is very high. After all, strictly speaking, Professor Snape's attitude is indeed a bit problematic...

But so what? Professor Snape is already the best Potions professor in the entire British wizarding world, there is no doubt about that.

"Which book is the intelligence enhancer from?"

Eugene suddenly walked up to Adam and asked.

"Advanced Potion Making"

As he said this, Adam looked at him in surprise. Eugene was also interested in potions?

Come to think of it, Eugene did look very skilled when he was handling the potion ingredients just now, and he cooperated perfectly with him when brewing the potion. It seems that he really likes potion.

Eugene nodded after getting the answer, then silently took a few steps back and returned to the back of the team.

Tired of grilled sausages, Adam picked some Provencal stew and grilled chicken legs for lunch, and had some corn chips as a snack. The corn chips wrapped in cheese tasted pretty good, but the only drawback was that the calories were a bit high. I don't know how the students of Hogwarts stay in shape with such a meal.

Is it all Quidditch?

Adam, who had never taken a flying lesson, had no idea how physically demanding riding a broomstick was. They would have their first Transfiguration class in the afternoon.

As soon as they entered the classroom, Adam pulled Eugene to sit in the first row. After thinking about it, Cologne and others decided not to follow them, but sat in the second row behind Adam.

I want to sit with my roommates, but my financial situation doesn't allow it, so I'd better sit in the second row to be safe.

After sitting down, Adam looked at Professor McGonagall in tabby cat form on the podium with shining eyes and his hands ready to move.

Professor McGonagall, who was concentrating on cosplaying as a cat but actually scanning the students with her eyes, was slightly stunned when she noticed Adam's gaze.

Have you been discovered?

In Adam's eyes, the tabby cat on the podium with his hands in his pockets froze his head after looking at him, his pupils became round, his ears stood up, and his tail shook unconsciously.

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"hiss--"

Adam laid on the desk, holding his chest with his hands, looking happy.

"What's wrong?"

Eugene looked over with concern, and Adam closed his eyes and shook his head:

"No...it's okay."

He just has a disease that will kill him if he can't touch a cat...

I should have put Xiaoke and Sibi in my pocket and taken them to class together!

With this in mind, Adam struggled to look at Professor McGonagall on the podium, considering the feasibility of saying that he didn't know the other person's true identity and then taking the opportunity to touch him.

On the podium, Professor McGonagall, who seemed to have been discovered, fell silent. She hesitated for a while on whether to change back now, but finally insisted on her teaching plan: to use Animagus in the first class to arouse students' interest in the Transfiguration class.

But now that she had been discovered, Professor McGonagall was too embarrassed to let herself go any further. Instead, she pulled her hand away from her chest and sat upright on the podium.

Seeing this, Adam realized that he seemed to have been exposed, so he could only sigh and suppress his restless hands.

As the bell rang, Professor McGonagall glanced at the number of students and saw that they were all present. She jumped down from the podium, causing the students to exclaim one after another.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Adam, and sure enough, there was no surprise in the other's eyes. Instead, there was a hint of... regret that was hard to conceal?

After thinking for a few seconds, Professor McGonagall felt that she couldn't think about this question too much and should just focus on the class.

Fortunately, in addition to being interested in cats, Adam is also interested in Transfiguration class. Especially after he became more and more proficient in Gump's magic, with Transfiguration spells and Gump's dessert transformation, Adam can reproduce almost any shape of the desserts in his memory.

The only pity is that Gan’s magic can only transform into desserts for now. Adam will have to wait until he has enough magical attainments to try to transform other foods.