Kyle didn't expect that Kanna's potion skills were surprisingly good.

Whether it was boiling nettle solution or grinding snake fangs, every process was in an orderly manner. He couldn't even help at the side, and could only sit there and stare at the crucible in boredom.

Compared to the busy little wizards around him, Kyle looked like he was on vacation.

The main reason was that there was really nothing they could do to help. Potions was no different from other courses, and there wasn't much practical work involved. Most of the time, they were waiting for the potion to be brewed.

It’s just like making soup, it takes ten minutes to prepare the ingredients and two hours to stew them.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that the operation is fine. Otherwise, just making a standard nettle extract can keep some people busy for half a class.

Like the two Slytherin first years to their left, who had gone to the cupboard to get nettles seven times so far.

This also resulted in Snape's expression being extremely ugly every time he looked at them. It was unclear whether he felt sorry for Nettle or was angry that his college had two students whose IQs were comparable to those of a "troll".

Kyle glanced to his left and saw that one of the snakes had stood up again.

That’s good…eight times.

"Vlada, Walker, I hope you can use your poor brains a little bit." Snape finally couldn't help it, looked at them coldly and said: "If you can't make the standard yellow-green solvent this time, I will press your heads into the crucible!"

The two Slytherin freshmen were terrified, especially the unfortunate one who went to get the nettles. The way he walked looked like he was going to a place of execution.

Snape glared at them, threw his robes and came to the other two young wizards.

"What is this you guys cooked, licorice syrup? Pour it out and start over!"

"The color is not yellow enough, pour it out and start again!"

"Pour it out!"

At this time, Snape was floating in every corner of the classroom like a bat spirit, and wherever he went, there were bursts of wailing.

Hearing the voices of "throw it away and start over" around them, everyone started to get nervous and became more careful with their movements.

However, Kyle was not affected at all. He stared at the crucible closely, and when the solution changed from yellow-green to light yellow, he turned the flame to the minimum.

At the same time, Kanna also poured the ground snake tooth powder in immediately.

This step was very successful, and an unpleasant sweet and fishy smell soon wafted out of the crucible.

"Perfect." Kyle nodded and turned up the heat again.

After that, there was another long wait.

Kyle looked at Connor and asked curiously, "Did you brew potions before entering school?"

"No." Kanna was slightly stunned, shook her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You have a good talent for Potions then." Kyle sighed, "Usually when freshmen first come into contact with potions, it's a disaster. Even the crucible may explode."

"How is that possible?" Kanna obviously didn't believe it.

Kyle didn't explain, but just stretched out his hand and motioned for her to look around.

Kanna looked up with a suspicious look on her face, and only then did she realize that the Potions classroom was already in chaos.

The young wizards were running between the cauldrons and storage cabinets, their faces covered in dust and dirt. Their once decent clothes were gone, and some of them even had smoke coming out of their hair.

If you don't know, you would think they were blown up by a blasting curse.

Moreover, smoke of various colors continued to float above the crucibles of many people. They gathered on the roof of the classroom and gradually condensed into a ball of strange gray-brown gas. At the same time, there was also an indescribable strange smell.

The smell is very unique, a bit like rotten eggs, and a bit like the smell of burning wool.

Kanna only smelled it for two seconds before she felt her stomach churning.

Kanna murmured to herself: "How is this possible? The potion is so simple..."

When Kanna turned her head, she saw a scene that she would never forget.

The crucible at the table next to her exploded!

No, it should be said that the potion in the crucible exploded.

Somehow, the originally liquid potion suddenly began to foam and expand rapidly, filling the entire crucible in almost the blink of an eye.

But this is not the end yet.

The next second, a large amount of foam gushed out of the crucible and hit the ceiling of the classroom directly.

The scene was spectacular.

"Vlada, Walker, you two idiots!"

Snape wanted to kill someone, but out of a professor's instinct, he did not punish the two culprits immediately. Instead, he quickly drew out his wand and pointed it at the crucible that was still spewing foam.

“Whirlwind Sweep”

"Cleaned up"

…

Under Snape's spell, the cauldron and the foam were quickly cleared.

After making sure that no little wizard was injured, Snape walked angrily to the two Slytherin little wizards.

He didn't curse or deduct points. Instead, he grabbed the two men by the collar and threw them out of the Potions classroom.

"Go find Filch, detention!"

Following Snape's roar, silence returned to the classroom. Everyone shut their mouths, trying not to make any sound.

Although Kyle had nothing to do, in order to make himself look less idle, he decided to prepare the materials he would need later in advance.

In fact, there is no such step in "Magic Pharmacy and Potion", but Snape requires them to cut a long and thin slit on the side of the porcupine quill, and the slug must be steamed first.

The specific reason was not mentioned. Ryan asked out of curiosity, but he was deducted three points. After that, no one dared to say anything more.

Kyle took the bag of materials, picked out a porcupine quill that looked good, and prepared to start with the simple one.

In order to save time, Kyle cut very slowly. It took him more than ten minutes to finish cutting a porcupine quill that was less than 30 centimeters long.

However, this blatant slacking behavior soon attracted Snape's attention.

He appeared silently beside Kyle, picked up a porcupine quill on the table, looked at the crooked cut on it and sneered, "I remember, I said to cut a straight line, what is this, a dried philoprogenitor caterpillar? Or do you not understand what "straight line" means?"

Huh? Kyle looked up blankly, at Snape, and then at the porcupine quill in his hand that he had not yet finished cutting.

He seems to have taken this one...

Did he lose his memory? Or did Snape deliberately take a porcupine quill from someone else just to find a reason to scold him?

That shouldn't be the case. Although Snape was a bit shameless in deducting points, he wasn't so shameless as to say this.

Besides, his last name wasn't Potter.

"Teacher..."

At this moment, Kanna next to her suddenly raised her hand tremblingly and said in a tearful voice: "I cut this."

(End of this chapter)