Chapter 213 Dance Horror

But what the Weasleys, young and old, who were so excited about studying Polyjuice Potion, didn't know was that -

In the Slytherin common room over there, there was a man named Nott who was very good at potions.

Although they didn't say a word to each other, everyone in the Potions class started to rush to make noises as if they had agreed to do so.

"Nott! Was your brain boiled into the pot? Did you add too much water?"

An angry Snape strode to Theodore's desk.

The pot of potion had already overflowed the edge of the crucible, and foam and strange green liquid were flowing out uncontrollably.

"I'm terribly sorry, sir," he admitted in a very gracious manner.

But this did not save Snape's impression points. Perhaps his Tarantella dance was too amazing, which left a deep impression on Snape:

"I'm going to have to give you a little detention, Nott, so you can get your mind back and let it learn more than just dancing."

Theodore lowered his head deeply with a look of shame. Anyone who saw him would have to sigh that he was a good student who knew how to correct his mistakes.

But within a few minutes——

The group at the other table with Blaise and Ron also went wild!

They were screaming, and a burn mark was spreading on Blaise's arm; Ron's hands were still covered with ground snake fang powder, and his face was covered with potion, making his whole face swollen, his mouth as thick as a sausage, his eyelids as big as eggs, and his facial skin stretched and shiny.

"Idiot! Idiot!" Snape roared, "Weasley, who told you to add snake tooth powder after the potion boiled?"

He quickly used the Vanishing Charm to clean up the mess on the table, and made a judgment at the speed of light:

"Fifty points from Gryffindor! Weasley, detention for a school year! It seems like you and your buddy Potter can't wait to meet!"

Ron lowered his head in sorrow. Even beautiful fantasies could not save him from the despair of his own fault.

Although Ron was carried to the hospital wing, and Blaise, the target of public criticism, was also sent away, this did make the little snakes happy -

But as they were having fun, they realized something was wrong.

Draco was the most representative among them. He was laughing so hard that he suddenly became quiet.

Because the team member next to him, Harry Potter, was also laughing!

Shouldn't Potter be heartbroken to see Weasley in such bad luck?

And seeing the Slytherins laughing at Weasley, shouldn't Potter be furious?

Draco thought about it carefully and felt that there was something wrong with the entire Potions class.

He didn't believe that Theodore would make such a simple mistake as adding more water!

He observed the expression on his friend's face and found a hint of joy in it.

His intuition told him that if he did not join the army of confinement this time, there might be some irreversible consequences.

So he conveniently threw a handful of porcupine quills into the cauldron in front of Harry Potter, his archenemy and team member.

——The pot exploded.

—and Snape caught his arm as it quickly retracted.

Even Snape, who favored Slytherin students, would find it hard to say anything without deducting points after seeing this scene:

"Five points from Slytherin! For Mr. Malfoy's stupidity. He even forgot the contents of his first-year textbook."

But after dealing with Draco, he did not forget to criticize Harry:

"And you, Potter, why didn't you remind him that Porcupine Quills can't join now? Ten points from Gryffindor!"

Seeing Potter in trouble, Draco stomped his feet happily. It seemed that the Tarantella dance he had performed before left him some muscle memory.

But unfortunately, his snickering was quickly caught by Snape.

The professor's mind once again popped up the image of the little snakes dancing the tarantella, which made his face even gloomier:

"Malfoy, since you love dancing so much, I think I shall have to send you to keep Mr. Nott company in the cellar."

Draco, who was delighted in his heart, showed a look of sorrow on his face and successfully earned a glare from Theodore.

......

It was the first time that Jian Yu saw so many people coming to this small office!

This was the time she had made an appointment with Professor Snape to complete her Potions paper, but now she watched Harry, Ron, Theodore and Draco squeeze in one by one.

She was so shocked that she stopped brewing the potion.

The four of them obviously didn't expect her to appear here. For a moment, everyone looked at each other, and no one could speak.

Snape quickly sneered, and seeing through their thoughts, he broke the silence:

"Malfoy, Nott, since you can't help wanting to dance, why don't you dance here so that everyone can enjoy it."

Theodore and Draco's faces turned from pale to red. They froze in place, wishing their legs were welded to the floor.

Faced with Jian Yu's curious eyes, they wished they could find a crack in the ground to squeeze themselves in.

Harry and Ron, who were ready to die, couldn't help but let out a light laugh, which immediately diverted Snape's attention:

"Very good, Potter, Weasley, it seems that you want to give them some guidance. Why don't you two dance first?"

Harry's eyes also began to search for cracks in the ground.

Social death in front of a mortal enemy is certainly terrible, but social death in front of Jian Yu is truly excruciating.

Bathed in her sight, he once again felt the urge to pull Ron along and jump into the Black Lake to drown.

"Start immediately. Don't let me say it again." Snape's cold voice came.

The four people with stiff movements looked like they wished they could turn into wood where they were.

The only happy person in the whole audience was Jian Yu.

She watched their dance moves carefully and tried to learn them.

I didn’t expect that Theodore and Draco’s dance steps were so standard!

Ron can actually dance the female steps! This little circle is spinning!

Harry is also a human being!

But why do they sweat so much?

His face is so red, it looks like the temperature is high enough to fry an egg!

After a hearty dance, Snape, who had successfully made them socially dead in front of Jane Yu, let go of the four people who were ashamed and angry, and instead assigned them the task of sorting out the potion materials.

Harry and Ron breathed a sigh of relief. They winked at each other, picked up a sack of herbs and fled into the storage room.

Even Jian Yu found this positive look strange.

When did these two people become so fond of work?

Are you still working on potions?

Draco and Theodore were sorting the materials slowly, looking up from time to time to see if the two people inside had come out.

After showing off their dancing skills, they didn't even dare to look at Jian Yu. They felt like they were about to explode on the spot.

After Harry and Ron stealthily opened the door of the storeroom, they rushed in quickly.

When the four of them looked at each other, they all sensed that the other was guilty.

Even though they had doubts in their hearts, no one dared to report it.

They successfully emptied Snape's cabinet of boomslang skins.

That's really cause for celebration.