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Just like Slytherin House, people who come to Slytherin are extremely ambitious and want to prove themselves.

Malfoy admired Professor Snape very much, and his eyes even lit up when he looked at Snape.

“Having said that, maybe some of you have already mastered extraordinary abilities and had enough confidence when you came to Hogwarts.” Snape still couldn’t help but stare at Harry.

Damn it, Harry’s eyes looked so much like Lily’s, why were the rest of his eyes the same as that damn Potter’s.

“You think you can stop paying attention to my class!”

“It’s your turn, Harry, remember what I wrote on the piece of paper I gave you.” Roger elbowed Harry.

Poor Harry, he was clearly taking notes seriously, and it was the only time since he went to school that he took such serious notes in Potions class.

“Tell me, what would happen if you added narcissus root powder to a mugwort infusion?”

“Can be made into a potion of living hell.” Harry hesitated for a moment and said.

“It seems that Mr. Potter has really prepared for this lesson seriously.” Harry’s answer surprised Snape.

“So, next question. If I wanted a bezoar, do you know where to find it?”

“In the goat’s stomach.” Harry didn’t hesitate this time, and was even a little proud.

“Very good, correct answer.” Snape bit his lip and paid more attention to Harry.

“What’s the difference between Aconitum aconite and Aconitum wolfsbane?” The next question was Snape’s difficulty.

On the other side, Hermione raised her arms high, for fear that Snape wouldn’t be able to see her, but Snape only had Harry in his eyes.

This question is equivalent to asking what is the difference between tomatoes and tomatoes, potatoes and potatoes. The answer is that there is no difference, they just have different names.

“Both are the same plant,” Harry said, growing confident.

“Correct answer.” Snape asked Harry no more questions.

In his mind, he already knew the answer he wanted, whether Harry had inherited Lily’s Potions talent.

I thought that I was a genius in potions, and so was Lily. If he hadn’t been obsessed with the study of black magic, maybe Lily wouldn’t have been abducted by that bastard Potter.

“Five points to Gryffindor,” Snape returned to the podium and announced.

Roger felt that if Harry were a girl, Snape would definitely be the most determined person to protect Harry.

Back then, even if Harry didn’t answer a question correctly, Snape would.

“Ten points to Gryffindor for being honest.”

Unfortunately, Harry was a boy and looked a lot like Potter, which Snape couldn’t accept at all.

The sun was out in the west, and Snape actually gave Gryffindor points. Normally, it would be a blessing if he didn’t deduct points.

“Harry, you’re on your own next time.”

Harry was still immersed in his perfect answer to Snape’s question, but suddenly it occurred to him that Roger had helped him.

“Ah? Why?”

“You have to rely on yourself for everything, how can you rely on others?” Rogge said without blushing, as if he had become stronger without adding points.

“Think about it, do you want to know about your parents? I think Professor Snape must know a lot.” Rogge continued to be persuasive.

“And Professor Snape must have some preferential treatment for the students he admires. In that case, you will definitely know more from him.”

“Oh, I understand, you want me to please Professor Snape?” Harry didn’t know where he thought of the word “please”.

Rogge corrected him: “I’m not trying to please you. What, is there anything wrong with studying potions seriously?”

“Aren’t you learning these things for yourself? If you learn these things, you might be able to become a master of potions, the kind that will go down in history.” Rogge began to draw pictures with Harry.

“Wisdom potion, height-increasing potion, these potions are all good things. You don’t need to consume magic power or wave a wand, just drink it.”

Magic potions are auxiliary props for wizards. When fighting, they must still shoot with the wand biubiubiu.

In daily life, it is most convenient to use magic potions to deal with some difficult matters.

After all, Harry was still young and had not experienced severe beatings from society. In addition, he was eager to know various things about his parents. After Rogge’s words, he suddenly became very interested in potions.

“Roger, what did you say to Harry? Why do I feel that he suddenly changed into a different person.” Ron looked at Harry who was working hard and felt panicked.

No way, I’m the only one who can show off, you are all the kings of papers, but now we are only in the first grade! Ron didn’t want to enter that kind of life for five or six years so early.

“I gave Harry a little chicken soup, and the effect will probably last.”

Continue this lesson to the end. ”

An hour later.

“I’m so tired, Rogge. There are really too many potion ingredients. I feel like my head is going to explode.” Harry lay on the textbook, helpless, and his previous ambitions had been forgotten. , he was so hungry that he just wanted to eat.

“Come on, Harry, you are almost successful.” Roger put down three textbooks on potions and continued to feed Harry chicken soup.

“Sometimes I really wonder if your brain is like a machine, why you are not tired at all.” Harry envied Rogge. Rogge was still full of energy after the whole day, like a robot.

“Want to learn?”

Harry nodded wildly like a chicken eating rice.

Roger put his hand on Harry’s head and cast the Clearing Charm. (Not a mind purification mantra.)

“No, this is a mysterious power from Eastern wizards.” What Roger gave Harry was the formula for the Clear Heart Curse. Whether Harry could learn it or not depended on his luck.

“I don’t think my mind has ever been so clear before.” Harry’s fatigue swept away, he grabbed the textbook and dived in again.

The large auditorium where Rogge and the others ate was also a study room at other times besides the welcome ceremony.

There were a lot of books piled in front of Roger, which put enough pressure on the others.

Not to be outdone, Hermione had the same pile of books, but it could be seen from his red eyes that she must not have slept well.

This week, Roger took all the classes.

Professor McGonagall’s Transfiguration class, Snape’s Potions class, Professor Sprout’s Herbology class, and Professor Flitwick’s Charms class.

In addition to the classes of these four deans, there is also the extremely boring History of Magic class. This is the class that makes Rogge feel the most bored.

Today’s afternoon class is Roger’s favorite class.

Flying lessons taught by Professor Huo Qi.

And Rogge finally took out his long-modified new aircraft.

“Oh my god!”

“Mr. Rogge, is this your broomstick?”

Mrs. Huo Qi’s face was filled with disbelief.

“If it can take me flying, then it does.”