socalfunplaces Chapter 13 Potions Class: Fire and Snape
Chapter 13 Potions Class: Fire and Snape
Now, in Potions class, both Gryffindor and Slytherin were seated together. Once everyone was seated, Snape took the headbook and began to call on the students.
He paused again when saying Harry's name, then said, "Oh yes, Harry Potter, our new, very famous person."
"To throw off the Sorting Hat during the Sorting Ceremony—arrogant, flamboyant, the first person in Hogwarts' thousands of years to do so."
Malfoy and the others chuckled foolishly. Harry recognized the slick, strange accent in the man's voice, gave a snort, stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "It is indeed I, Professor. How are you, Professor?"
Snape remained silent, staring intently into Harry's green eyes.
After a moment, he suddenly spoke up: "Potter! What would I get if I added narcissus root powder to the wormwood infusion?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Hermione raised her hand.
Harry thought to himself: I've also learned some medical skills from Dr. An, so I'm not a complete novice. Mugwort is commonly used, but the roots and stems of daffodils are poisonous; how can they be used as medicine?
He thought for a moment and said, "It is certainly a good mosquito repellent."
"Ha!" Snape scoffed. "Looks like fame isn't everything. What's the difference between Aconitum carmichaelii and Aconitum davidii?"
Harry said, "I know about Aconitum carmichaelii, but I have never heard of the two kinds, boat-shaped and wolfsbane."
Hermione stretched her arms out straight, almost jumping, but Snape ignored her and chuckled twice more. "Looks like you haven't read a single book before school starts. Let's try one last time, Potter. Where are we going to find cow dung stones?"
Harry had been seething with anger after Snape's repeated taunts, but he held back his rage because of Sister Xu's promise.
He suppressed his anger and said, "I suppose we need to gouge out that cow's anus."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the students burst into laughter, and Malfoy slammed his fist on the table repeatedly, mocking him relentlessly.
Snape's forehead veins bulged as he roared, "Shut up, all of you!"
"Let me tell you, Potter! Narcissus root powder and artemisia infusion can be mixed to make a potion of life and death; aconite and wolfsbane are the same plant; and cow dung stone is obtained by digging into a cow's stomach!"
"If your stupid brain is completely empty, why not hurry up and write all of this down!"
Snape's provocations and insults fueled Scarface's rage, causing him to completely forget Hermione's words.
He kicked over the crucible and the table, yelling, "What the hell are you yelling about, you sleazy bastard!"
"If a cow's anus doesn't connect to its intestines and stomach, does it connect to your mouth? There are hundreds of varieties of aconite, each with different names; how can you know what kind it is without seeing its appearance!"
"And let's talk about this narcissus root powder and mugwort. If you can concoct some kind of 'life-or-death potion' using only these two ingredients, I'll kill myself!"
Harry unleashed a torrent of abuse, each word like a steel needle tempered with arsenic, each sentence like a dull knife soaked in excrement, specifically designed to stab at the heart. Even the most revered Buddhas and Arhats would be enraged to the core upon hearing it.
Ron was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Harry. Hermione groaned in dismay, furious that Harry had broken his vow. The remaining students dared not make a sound.
Snape was thoroughly humiliated and stood there stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, then roared in fury, "Harry James Potter!"
"You really should learn what it means to respect a professor! Instead of being like your father—arrogant, conceited, and disdainful of everyone!"
Harry was enraged and shouted, "Hey! Who do you think you are! How dare you mention my parents!"
Snape's eyes flashed with malice as he said, "Ha! A nobody like your father—"
Before he could finish speaking, Harry roared menacingly, brandishing his watermelon knife, "Bah! My parents were renowned wizards; Godric's Hollow has sculptures to commemorate them!"
"James Potter and Lily Evans, who doesn't know them? Who doesn't know them! If you dare to slander me again, I'll punch seven or eight holes in you today, or I'll change my surname to yours!"
The way is:
The tables, chairs, and crucibles clattered and clanged, and the slick-haired professor spat out poison.
Harry was furious. He cursed his parents again and said, "If you curse your parents again, you'll die!"
Upon hearing the surname Evans, Snape's heart skipped a beat. He stared blankly into Harry's green eyes, and then, upon hearing "with your surname," he was momentarily stunned.
After seeing Harry's face in its entirety, he shuddered and his eyes finally came to life.
The slick-haired professor's soul returned to his body, but his anger dissipated, leaving only a few sparks jumping around.
He waved his wand, and the overturned cauldron table was restored to its original state. He glared at Harry and shouted sharply:
"What are you waiting for? Take out your books and memorize those three points I just mentioned!"
"And you guys! What are you standing there for? Do you even know the answers to those three questions?!"
Snape scolded them, and the students hurriedly took out their pens and flipped through their notebooks, completely baffled.
Wasn't Professor Snape supposed to be a penalizer? So why didn't he lose points when someone pointed a finger at him and insulted him?
Harry was also puzzled; he had just gripped his wand and watermelon knife tightly, ready to clash.
Why did this fellow suddenly stop and retreat?
After class, the slick-haired professor tossed his bat-patterned robe aside and left.
"Harry! You've created another miracle!" Ron was overjoyed that Snape was gone. "Scolding Snape in class is something even a sixth-year student wouldn't dare do!"
"And most importantly, he didn't lose any points," Hermione said, half pleased, half worried. "But why is that? Harry, does he know your parents?"
Harry ignored these words and instead cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
Hermione frowned. "Harry? What's wrong?"
Harry said, "I hope you won't be offended, elder sister. Although I remember your kind words, I really couldn't restrain myself from that scoundrel's unreasonable behavior."
Seeing that Harry still remembered what she said at breakfast, Hermione was taken aback, a sweet joy welling up inside her. She put her annoyance aside and said, "It's alright, Harry. If I were said that to you, I definitely would have argued with Professor Snape too."
Harry laughed and said, "I'm glad you don't blame me, big sister."
After they packed up their textbooks, they all went to Hagrid's cabin.
Hagrid, being the gamekeeper, was required to be stationed at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, several miles from the castle.
Harry and his two companions walked for about half an hour and came across a pointed-roof house made of huge stones, with a stone bow and a pair of rubber overshoes placed outside.
Harry knocked on the oak door a few times, heard a few barks from the dogs, and Hagrid came out to greet them. "Welcome, Harry and Ron."
"This is Hermione, right, the young lady from Gryffindor?"
When Hermione saw Hagrid, he stood in front of her like a wall, as if it were the dead of night.
"Hello, Hagrid, my name is Hermione Granger. By the way... you're huge! Do you have giant blood?"
Hagrid was startled by these words and cried out in a panic, "I didn't! I just have a big frame!"
Hermione apologized repeatedly after realizing she had said the wrong thing.
As soon as the three entered the house, a huge hyena pounced on Ron and began licking his face indiscriminately.
Hagrid made tea and chuckled, "This is Tooth. Don't worry, it won't bite. In fact, it's quite timid."
Having brewed three cups of hot tea, Hagrid sat on the bed, making it creak, and asked, "So, how's this week been? Anything interesting?"
"Yes!" Ron wiped the drool from his face. "We suspect Snape knew Harry's parents!"
Upon hearing this, Hagrid's hand went limp, and the rock cakes on the plate fell to the ground, creating several small dents.
A karmic entanglement, fueled by past grievances, unfolds, revealing the feuds and grudges of the previous generation. The sins of the father must be visited upon the son, a secret tale of a twenty-year-long tumultuous relationship. Whether Harry's parents and Snape truly knew each other remains to be seen; we'll find out in the next installment.
PS: Bezoar should be found in the gallbladder of a cow, but the original text by Rhinep says it is taken from the stomach of a cow, so the translation "cow dung stone" is adopted.