Simultaneous Time Travel: Am I the only normal person among them?

Unless you're Hermione.

Most new young wizards get stuck on these overlapping staircases for a while.

This can lead to students being late for class, as seen with Harry and Ron in front of us.

"of course can."

Harry visibly breathed a sigh of relief when Luke agreed.

Ron behind him was still muttering nonsense like, "Trust me, you won't go wrong," "Give me another chance, and I'll definitely find the right path," and "I'll stake the honor of the Weasley family."

Harry was speechless.

Ron was just that confident.

"I'm sure I'll find the right path!"

Then Harry, still somewhat skeptical, followed his good friend Ron.

As a result, they got lost.

Ron, I overestimated your intelligence.

Harry sighed.

Ron sneezed and scratched his head.

Winter is coming soon, is he going to catch a cold?

The two followed closely behind Luke. The Potions classroom was underground, which was colder and more gloomy than the main castle building above.

Glass jars lined the wall, their contents of animal specimens soaking inside sending chills down your spine.

But the classroom was now packed with people, which undoubtedly reduced the eerie and terrifying feeling considerably.

Today they are having Potions class with the new Slytherin students.

Professor Snape stood at the front, and it was clear that he had been waiting for quite some time.

"Good afternoon, Professor Snape."

Luke greeted him, and Professor Snape nodded slightly.

However, when Professor Snape saw the lightning boy with emerald green eyes behind Luke, a visible look of disgust appeared on his face.

His face fell instantly.jpg

The students from both colleges didn't dare to cause trouble and sat quietly with their heads down, reading their books.

Even though many people haven't even opened the book.

Harry was confused.

But Ron couldn't wait to pull Harry to sit in the back.

Slytherins are all Death Eaters, so the Head of Slytherin must also be a Death Eater!

His good darling Harry Potter cannot be defiled by this filthy bunch of Death Eaters!

During this time, Ron even talked to Harry about the rumors about Luke at times, trying to keep Harry away from Luke.

After all, in his eyes, Luke was practically a Death Eater.

But Harry didn't take it seriously at all.

Like Flitwick, the headmaster of Ravenclaw, Professor Snape would pick up the roster as soon as class started.

And like Professor Flitwick, he always pauses when Harry's name is called.

“Oh, yes,” he said softly.

"Harry Potter, this is our newest—a very famous person."

No one dared to laugh this time; Draco was going to see Professor Snape tonight.

After Snape finished taking attendance, he looked up at the whole class. His eyes were as dark as Luke's, but they lacked Luke's warmth.

"You are here to learn the precise science and art of potion making."

He spoke in a voice that was almost a whisper, but everyone heard every word he said.

Like Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape also possessed the intimidating power to keep the classroom in order effortlessly.

"Since there are no fools waving wands here, there are many of you."

Luke gave Harry a "good luck" look.

He knew that Harry would now have to bear the "debt" that his father had incurred.

"Potter!"

Professor Snape suddenly called out a name, and Harry stood up in a daze.

What will I get if I add daffodil root powder to mugwort infusion?

"I don't know, sir."

Harry hesitated for a moment, then abandoned the idea of ​​asking his deskmate Ron for help.

Ron’s brain, like Merlin’s beard, is utterly terrible to everyone.

As for asking Luke for help?

He must be out of his mind to think Luke would deliberately cause trouble in Professor Snape's class.

Snape curled his lips contemptuously.

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

"Luke."

Snape's voice softened considerably.

"I think you should give our renowned savior a definite answer."

"Narcissus root powder and mugwort can be combined to make a very potent sleeping pill, also known as the 'water of life and death'."

Luke stood up to answer.

Harry, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I have my own reasons.

Besides, you're the only one suffering, but the whole courtyard is happy.

"Correct answer, five points added to Gryffindor!"

But that wasn't all; Professor Snape then turned to Harry and asked him a question.

"Potter, I'll give you one more chance. If I asked you to find me a piece of bezoar, where would you go to find it?"

"I don't know, sir."

Mr. Potter pursed his lips.

"Luke, it seems you still need to help our Mr. Potter."

"Bezoar, extracted from a cow's stomach, also has detoxifying properties."

"That's right, Gryffindor gets another five points!"

The little snakes of Slytherin began to stir.

Dean, something's wrong with you!

But Professor Snape completely ignored their reactions and continued to turn and ask questions.

"Potter, then tell me, what's the difference between Aconitum carmichaelii and Aconitum kusnezoffii?"

And so, accompanied by Mr. Potter's repeated "I don't know" and Snape's repeated "Gryffindor, add five points."

The Potions class ended with Mr. Potter sweating profusely and the lion cubs cheering for Luke.

Professor Snape packed his things.

Doing this should make things a little easier for Luke in Gryffindor.

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Chapter 72 This is amazing! I'm totally on the right track!

After this lesson, it's unknown whether Luke developed a close bond with the other Gryffindor lion cubs.

Anyway, Mr. Potter came over on his own initiative.

Ignoring Ron's advice, who was a poor student, he wanted to improve together with Luke's three-person study group.

However, Luke himself has to take drugs every day to catch up on his studies, and he hasn't had time to deal with Hermione and Neville lately, so he doesn't have the energy to take care of Harry.

Besides, Big Snape is watching you every day, and you want Little Snape to revolve around you too?

Are you a succubus or am I a succubus?

Luke waved his hand and tossed Harry, who was suffering from intermittent learning disorder, to Neville, who was engrossed in studying herbalism.

Although herbalism cannot help Harry improve his practical skills in Potions class.

But at least it won't be like before, where Harry can't answer questions and has to stand and listen to lectures every day.

So the two young wizards got together.

"Nawei, what is the function of Dictamnus dasycarpus?"

"The function of Dictamnus dasycarpus is therapeutic, and we can extract it from Dictamnus dasycarpus."

Neville stumbled and struggled, but it seemed he had done his best.

Harry patiently endured the process for several days and found that his knowledge of potions had indeed improved.

He was able to answer Professor Snape's questions once or twice.

However, Harry discovered one thing: even if he answered the questions correctly, he couldn't avoid Professor Snape's sharp tongue.

“Mr. Potter, the way you stir the crucible is as rude as a troll wielding a club!”

"Look at this, a healing potion emitting black smoke. Are you trying to send the patient to meet the devil?"

"Stop! I've found out, Mr. Potter, your companion is even worse than you!"

The last sentence was an insult directed at Ron.

Ron burned the potion, earning him a "Gryffindor deduction of five points".

But the lion cubs didn't care, because they had Luke!

As long as Luke is in Gryffindor, Professor Snape will continuously add points to Gryffindor's credits, like an inexhaustible ATM.

In the past, this would have been something Gryffindors wouldn't have dared to dream of.

If you were to say that Snape, that big bat, is a bonus for Gryffindor, even the students of Gryffindor themselves would laugh at you, saying you must have been dreaming about Veela last night.

What are you dreaming about?

But now that his dream has come true, the little lions are so happy to praise Luke to the heavens.

Of course, what they cared about wasn't that Luke could earn Gryffindor points; the little lions didn't care about such trivial things.

What they really cared about was that Professor Snape was actually willing to bow down to Gryffindor!

Yes, bowing down to Luke is the same as bowing down to Gryffindor.

The little lions' simple thought processes are just so unique.

But the naive little lion didn't realize one thing: Professor Snape would often deduct the points he gave Luke from the other Gryffindor students.

Despite this rise and fall, Gryffindor's house grades haven't actually changed much; they've remained at the bottom.

"Luke, come to the principal's office tonight."

Professor McGonagall looked serious.

Luke nodded in agreement.

The transformation class was over, and the students had long since slipped away.

Harry had originally intended to stay and wait for Luke for a while, but Ron had no choice but to drag him out of the classroom at top speed.