Harry Potter and the fragments in the philosopher's stone ...

the course of pharmacy is held in a dungeon. The dungeon is much colder than the castle, and it is eerie. The walls around it are filled with glass bottles, and the corpses of pickled animals are floating in the bottles, which is really creepy.

Like Professor Flitwick, Professor Shi Gangpi started his first class by calling the roll. Similarly, Harry paused when he read his name.

"Ah, yes," he whispered, "Harry Potter. The new comer in our school-a celebrity. " Jago. Malfoy and his best friends Crabbe and Goyle put their hands over their mouths and snickered.

Snape finished the roll call and looked at everyone seriously. His eyes are as black as Hagrid's, but there is no warmth in them. His eyes are cold and empty, which reminds people of a deep tunnel.

"You are here to learn the subtle technology of pharmacy." Snape said. His voice is very low, almost whispering, but everyone can hear every word clearly-like Professor McGonagall, Snape has a mysterious power that can easily keep students quiet. "Many of you don't quite believe that this is magic because there are some idiots here who can only wave magic sticks around. I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of pharmaceutical technology. Think about it. When you simmer medicinal herbs in a cauldron, the liquid boils slowly, and white smoke rises ... There is also liquid flowing in human veins, which has incomparable subtle power ... It can make your heart drunk and fascinate all your senses ... I can teach you how to can reputation, how to brew glory, and even ... store death ... as long as you don't be as stupid as those idiots I taught before. After listening to Snape's words, the classroom became quieter. Harry and Ron secretly exchanged glances. And Hermione. Grinzo sat up straight, her ass touching only the edge of the chair, as if this would prove to Snape that she was by no means a fool.

"Potter!" Snape suddenly called Harry up. "What will happen if the powder of daffodil bulbs is added to wormwood juice?" What powder is added to what juice? Harry stole a look at Ron, and it seemed that Ron was as vacant as he was, but Hermione tried to raise her hand high.

"I don't know, sir." Harry replied in a low voice.

Shi Gangpi made signal with the lips and laughed before.

"Gee, it seems that fame is nothing more than that."

He completely ignored Hermione's high hand.

"well, let me ask you another question. If I asked you to find a stomach stone, where would you start looking? " Hermione raised her hand as high as possible again, so high that her hand seemed to leave her body and fly into the air. But Harry doesn't even have the slightest idea about stomach stones. He tried his best not to see Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, who were shaking with laughter.

"I don't know, sir."

"Don't you ever preview before class? Huh? Porter? " Harry tried to make himself face those cold eyes. He did read the textbook once, but Snape wouldn't ask him to remember every word in the book "Thousand Cases of Witchcraft Herbs and Fungi" just once, would he?

Skippy still ignored Hermione's shaking hand.

"What are the differences between Kusnezoff monkshood and Aconitum?"

This time, Hermione stood up, her right hand almost reaching the top of the dungeon.

"I don't know." Harry whispered, "But I think Hermione knows. Why don't you ask her? " Some students burst out laughing. Harry glanced at seamus and seamus winked at him. However, Shi Gangpi was not happy at all.

"sit down." Snape stared at Harry. "Just a few questions, daffodil bulbs and absinthe are mixed together to become a powerful sleeping pill. People call it the net of death. Gastrolith is a stone found in the stomach of sheep, which is the bane of many kinds of poisons. Aconitum kusnezoffii and aconite refer to the same plant, and they are both common names of plants called aconite. How's that? Why don't you copy this knowledge down? " There was a commotion in the dungeon immediately, and everyone quickly took out quill pens and parchment. Skippy added, "Potter, you just contradicted the teacher's rudeness. I've decided to deduct one point from you." After several sessions of pharmacy, the situation showed no signs of improvement. Shi Gangpi divided the students into two groups and taught them how to mix several simple herbs to treat burns. He walked around the dungeon in his big black cloak to see what they called dry hemp and ground snake teeth. Almost everyone was scolded, except Marv. It seems that Snape likes Malfoy a little. He told everyone to take a good look at how Malfoy did it. How well Maldives handled it when the acidic green fog emerged from the angle of the stewed slug and hissed! Neville didn't know what he was doing. He actually burned through seamus's cauldron, and the medicine juice they were leaning against flowed everywhere along the terrain, scalding out small holes one after another on the students' shoes. In a short time, the whole class stood on their desks. Only Neville didn't have time to jump on the table. As a result, the completely burned cauldron fell down and the medicine juice splashed all over him. His arms and legs were burned red, and Neville couldn't help crying.

"Idiot!" Shi Gangpi growled and cleaned the spilled medicine juice on the ground with a wave of his wand.

"Did you throw the porcupine spikes in before lifting the boiler from the fire?" The small sores on Neville's nose are bright red, and it seems that they will burst soon. Now he cries even harder.

"Take him to the infirmary." Snape told seamus. Then, staring at Harry and Roth sitting next to Neville, he whispered, "Why don't you-Potter-tell Neville that you can't add porcupine spikes to stew this medicine? You're thinking that if he does something wrong, you'll have a good time, right? I'll deduct another point from you! " This is unfair! Harry opened his mouth and was about to retort when Ron kicked him from under their boiler, hinting at him not to do anything stupid.

an hour later, they walked out of the dungeon. Harry's mood is extremely low.