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    (Let me save the manuscript for next week tomorrow~)

    Looking at the suppressed laughter of everyone, Verne couldn't help but smile. After dividing the students present into groups of two, he ordered them to come to collect the magic medicine ingredients, and waved over a record player he had modified.  Play melodious classical music.

    Facing the puzzled looks of the students, Verne said: "Potion is a rigorous and precise subject. Every time you brew it, you are responsible for yourself and others. When the boiling bubbles dance in the cauldron, the boiling potion is a rigorous and precise subject.  People are like walking slowly on the edge of a pot. If they are not careful, they will fall into a doomed situation. When it cools down, the drinker has given the most important trust. Naturally, they should not be disappointed, so after adjusting the potion  At this time, we must abide by the mother of wisdom - the order of caution, do not tolerate frivolity, and do not allow mistakes" He suddenly shrugged, "But this is too nervous, I think some people are already trembling now."

    Although Verne was not staring at anyone, all the students still involuntarily turned their eyes to Neville.  Longbottom, and found that the other party was really trembling and sweating profusely.

    "Music has a unique charm. Her graceful notes can soften tension and contradictions, and also contain the power to inspire people to move forward." Verne clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Let's get started. Maybe you can wait a moment."  I found that the boiling medicinal soup was rising and falling with the music!"

    Under the guidance of Verne, everyone lit the fire under the cauldron and added the potion one by one according to the instructions in the book. As time passed by, a refreshing fragrance filled the classroom.

    "Ms. Patil, you mixed the 'Golden Shelidu' into it too early, which will weaken the efficacy of the 'heat relieving agent'."

    "Mr. Weasley, did you really read the order of the medicinal ingredients? Why did you add water chestnut root so early?"

    "Mr. Shabini, you have added too much Hexagram, which will make the medicine too cold!"

    "Mr. Crabbe, you are stirring it too fast, be careful it becomes bitter."

    Verne pointed out the students' fallacies one by one until he walked to Draco's side and found that Draco was already ahead of the crowd and had almost finished brewing the "heat repellent" and was about to put the last step - adding mint.  Into the cauldron.

    After the chirping sound, the color of the potion made by Draco turned into emerald, an intoxicating green.  At the same time, Verne noticed that the other party was looking at him with a provocative look, but he did not get angry because of it. Instead, he found a trace of expectation hidden in it and said: "Well done, Mr. Malfoy, Sir."  Letling adds three points!¡±

    Hearing this, Draco raised his head arrogantly even though he was happy and said, "This is nothing. What you taught is much simpler than what Professor Snape taught Why did he 'allow' it?"  Are you here to teach?"

    "I don't know. Maybe he trusts my potion skills. After all, I'm working with him on research now." In response to Draco's question, Verne recalled that Snape had forced him to  He shrugged nonchalantly with a stack of thick handouts, and cleverly countered the other party's rudeness, "What's more I took his place in the class and worked hard, and he still owes me a bottle of fire whiskey."

    Everyone who was eavesdropping was shocked when they heard this, and Ron almost knocked over the cauldron. From his point of view, he really couldn't understand why it was necessary to cooperate with a greasy old bat. Wouldn't that be asking for it?  Is it troublesome?

    Then, Verne walked behind Neville and found that Neville was dripping with cold sweat and panicking. He boiled the "antithermal agent" into a dark dark green color. At the same time, after feeling Verne's approach, he was even more frantic.  Hu was cutting "fossil grass" and pretended to be extremely busy.

    "Mr. Longbottom," as soon as Verne's words came out, Neville trembled all over and threw a handful of horseshoe roots into the cauldron. "Please don't be nervous. You did a good job." Neville turned his head blankly.  Go and look at Verne's encouraging smile. He really doesn't understand what can be called "good" in this pot of stuff that has turned into a thick ink color at this moment.

    Verne put his hand on Neville's shoulder and never moved away, as if he was instilling courage and trust into him, "Relax and listen to the music."

    At this time, the record happened to play "Silent Forest" by Czech composer Dvorak. The cello's melodious melody seemed to have a mysterious power that slowly relieved Nevi's depression and allowed him to find inner peace.  and comfort, as if flying over the green forest sea.

    Tens of seconds later, Verne noticed that Neville had gradually let go of his high-spirited mood, and began to gently instruct him on how to remedy the situation and the correct time to cut off the material, interspersed with a few words of praise, so that the other party would not be disappointed.  Being crushed by pressure again.  In the end, Neville was delighted to find that he had made the finished potion within the time limit for the first time, although the color of his "antithermal potion" was turquoise, which was far less beautiful and practical than the one made by Draco and Hermione.It is used, but it has the correct effect after all, and it is not the poison that Snape once said could poison any living thing.

    "Mr. Longbottom, a person should develop the habit of trusting himself. Even in the most critical times, he must believe in his own bravery and perseverance, only in this way can he succeed." Seeing Neville still nodding in agreement, Verl  Nai smiled helplessly, "Let's do this, Neville, do you believe me, teacher?"

    "Of course!" Even though he was a little embarrassed, Neville still nodded vigorously.

    "That's good, Neville, please remember one thing I, Verne Europa Ross Caedmon, believe that you, Neville Longbottom, are always better than you think!"  After speaking this declaration sonorously and forcefully, Verne smiled and said, "As you said, Neville, you believe the teacher." He patted the other party's shoulder again, turned and walked towards the podium.  At the same time, Harry also took the lead in applauding towards Neville, and suddenly the classroom burst into cheers. Even the Slytherins did not dare to say anything at this time, because this scene was so shocking.

    "Bless you, infant lion." Verne sighed in his heart.

    After class, Neville bowed deeply to Verne with almost tears of gratitude and hurriedly ran out of the classroom. He was worried that if only one more second passed, tears would burst out of his eyes and Verne, who had given him trust, would laugh instead.

    Ron stared blankly at Neville's leaving figure. As a man, he could understand the other person's thoughts very well. But at this moment, although he was happy for Neville, he was also a little jealous. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.  .

    "What's wrong?" Harry asked.

    "It's nothing," Ron's ears were a little red, feeling ashamed of his negative psychology, "We should seriously consider one thing now"

    "What's the matter?" Simo said on the side.  Finnigan was a little puzzled.

    "How to make Snape continue to be 'sick'!"

    Hearing this, all the Gryffindors present laughed out loud and nodded sadly. Only Hermione retorted: "Oh, Ron, how can you curse a professor like this?  There are somewell, not so good things about Snape, but his potion ability is definitely top-notch. Just nowProfessor Caedmon also indirectly stated that he is not as good as Snape." After the troll incident,  She had become good friends with both Harry and Ron.

    "So what? I would rather learn nothing than be bitten by a bat all the time, not to mention that Professor Caedmon teaches so well and knows that praise can definitely irrigate students more than venom!" Harry glared aside.  Draco and others were quietly slandering Neville.

    Hermione turned her head and said: "Harry, your idea is very undesirable. You come to Hogwarts just to learn the best knowledge. I admit that Professor Caedmon is very good. What he did to Neville just now  Everything is correct, but I always feel, always feel that he is not dignified enough!"

    "Please, Hermione, Professor Caedmon just made a slip of the tongue. You really don't need to be so cautious!" Harry said.

    "Yes, I am just petty!" Hermione threw her schoolbag on her shoulders with force, "'Smart and witty' Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, congratulations on discovering my 'advantages' once again!"  After that, she strode away angrily, leaving everyone looking at each other.

    "Uhwhat happened to her?" Harry asked blankly.

    "I don't know the reason. I was just about to scold her when she already praised me too." Ron rolled his eyes. "I guess it's mastitis and excessive leucorrhea!"

    (Writing this chapter reminds me of another article I once wrote. The protagonist in it is good at using x organs and diseases to "elegantly" curse, which successfully satisfied my dark psychology. It's a pity that I wrote 50,000 words.  I have no inspiration, ugh.)

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