Hogwarts Bloodline

Chapter 12 Poor Scabbers

Then, watching Harry gradually become withdrawn under Snape's repeated questioning, Ivan remembered a conjecture he had seen in his previous life. The questions Snape asked Harry all had deeper meanings when analyzed separately. The most obvious one is that ashodel, which is used to prepare potions, means "y regrets follow you to the grave" in Latin. Wormwood usually means pain and regret. Ivan could hardly imagine what kind of emotion Snape, who had a gloomy face and deep hatred in front of him, was holding when facing Harry. Was it the guilt of leaking information that led to Lily's death? Or was it the deep love of knowing that his lover had died and was willing to die together? Thinking of this, Ivan's eyes gradually showed more pity. "Ivan Hals!" Perhaps he noticed that there was something wrong with Ivan's eyes when he looked at him, and after asking Harry three questions, Snape turned his wand and pointed at Ivan. "You answer these three questions next!" Ivan was confused at first, not expecting Snape to ask him questions, but he quickly reacted and answered. "Adding the powder of narcissus bulbs to the juice of wormwood will produce the water of life and death, which is a powerful sleeping pill. Bezoar is in the stomach of cattle, and Aconitum naviculatum and Aconitum chamaejasme refer to the same plant." Ivan, who had read the original book, would certainly not be stumped by these three questions, but Ivan was also a little nervous, fearing that Snape would ask other questions. Although Ivan had read the Potions textbook several times before the Potions class, Snape obviously did not play by the routine. None of the three questions he asked Harry before were what the first-year students should learn. [Ding, you answered the difficult questions carefully prepared by the professor in class. You answered the questions three times with a 100% accuracy rate. You will be awarded 9 academic points] The unexpected system sound rang in Ivan's mind. Ivan's expression instantly changed from worry to surprise and then to ecstasy. All his original concerns were thrown aside. Come on! Ask any questions you want. If you frown, I lose! Ivan looked at Snape with a firm face. A true warrior is never afraid of any challenge! It would be better to ask ten or eight questions. Ivan doesn't believe that he can't answer any of them. Any extra points will be a plus. Ivan's unique skill of changing his face impressed all the little wizards. However, to Ivan's surprise, Snape didn't even look at him. Instead, he turned his head expressionlessly and mocked Harry. "Did you hear that, Potter? It seems that not every new wizard is as stupid and ignorant as you." "Professor, I..." Harry stood up angrily and was about to refute, but unfortunately Snape interrupted Harry's words neatly, "Potter! Gryffindor will be deducted one point because of your performance!" As if reading out a verdict, Snape turned around and continued to teach without mercy, while Harry was desperately pulled by Ron, and his originally fair cheeks were flushed with anger. Ivan, who was just ready to face Snape's difficulties, was a little puzzled by such a snub. After looking at Harry apologetically, he had to continue to listen to the class peacefully. Looking forward to when Snape would continue to give questions to make things difficult for him. To Ivan's pity, in the next class, Snape seemed to have forgotten about him. Except for occasionally taking time to scold those little wizards who got the steps wrong, he only had a strong interest in Harry. He was like a piece of iron attracted by a magnet, constantly wandering around Harry, his hollow eyes carefully observing every step of Harry's potion making. If there was a little mistake, he would be ridiculed. Ron, who was sitting next to Harry, was also unlucky. The rat Scabbers he brought with him was searched out by Snape, and was publicly designated as a guinea pig for the potion experiment. Ron almost cried on the spot. When he learned of his fate, Scabbers' cry was so miserable. If Neville hadn't accidentally burned through the crucible and ruined Snape's mood, Scabbers would have been forced to drink the s**t-yellow potion brewed by Ron, the ingredients and effects of which were unknown. Ivan looked at Scabbers, who was limp on the table, with a little sympathy, and lamented that Peter Pettigrew had bad luck. He had been frightened twice in just a few days since he came to school. For most young wizards, the one-hour potion class was simply torture. After class, they all rushed out of the dungeon like escaping. "Oh my god, why would Dumbledore hire Snape as a professor? He almost killed Scabbers!" After the potions class, Ron comforted the trembling Scabbers while angrily wanting to smash the wall. Harry nodded in agreement and stood on the same front with Ron. No one could stand being targeted like this on the first day of school. Harry really couldn't understand why Snape hated him so much? "Harry, if you could read more books before class, you wouldn't be unable to answer Professor Snape's questions." Hermione had a different idea. After she finished speaking, she looked at Ivan and continued. "Just like Ivan, Professor Snape knew that Ivan could answer the questions, so he didn't make things difficult for him." Hermione's praise really made Ivan a little embarrassed. If he didn't know the plot, he might not be able to answer Snape's questions. "Hermione, not everyone can memorize the Potions book within a few days of the start of school. Besides, the questions Snape asked Harry are not in the first-year textbooks." Ivan sighed. Hermione pursed her lips and did not refute, because she also saw what Snape did in the Potions class today. It was just that she was used to obeying the rules and obeying the professor's arrangements before, so she helped to say a few words to defend Ron when he started to criticize. Ron and Harry were very dissatisfied with Hermione's behavior of helping Snape. The three of them walked all the way in a quarrel. Thanks to Ivan's persuasion, they finally dispelled the grudges in their hearts before arriving at Hagrid's hut. "Hagrid, we're here to see you!" Harry moved forward and knocked on the door, and then the four of them heard the sound of dogs barking and running from the house. Soon the door was opened and a huge figure walked out of the house. "Harry, you are here, come in quickly," Hagrid greeted Harry enthusiastically, and at the same time he did not forget to comfort his restless big dog Fang. Ivan followed Harry into the hut. There was only one room in the whole house, and the layout seemed a bit messy. There were a lot of dried meat and ham hanging by the window, and there was a large stove in front. There was a pot of boiling water on the stove, and the patched bed was placed on the right side against the wall.