Chapter 126: Shocked! Two second-year wizards brought down Snape!

The time is gradually approaching February, and it is almost a month since the start of school in a blink of an eye.

Recently, Alvin has seen many little wizards wearing Backbone and Sleepy Glasses, which makes many professors wonder why so many students are suddenly wearing glasses.

But everyone is not brave enough to use it in the classrooms of Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape.

At most, it's just a sneaky nap in Muggle Studies or History of Magic classes.

According to Alvin's observation, in the History of Magic class, nearly half of the young wizards are using Backbone, and perhaps there are more people who Alvin has not found it.

He hopes they pass the final exam. Alvin prayed silently for a few seconds, then activated the back and started to sleep.

After the History of Magic class ended, Alvin came to the Potions classroom. Today's potions class is with Gryffindor students.

As soon as Alvin sat down, Harry immediately sat down next to him and smiled at him ingratiatingly.

Alvin looked at the somewhat wretched Harry silently. How did he find that this savior was a little crooked?

"Alvin, please, you and Hermione can be together anytime, but I could die at any moment in this class!"

Harry thought Alvin would reject him and quickly prayed to Alvin with a pitiful expression.

Now, as long as he is taking potions class with Ravenclaw, Harry will try his best to be in a group with Alvin because only in this way will Snape not pick out problems with his potions to give him Gryffindor deducted points.

Harry even went to Alvin quietly and asked him if he had the potion from the last time. When Alvin told him it was the last bottle, he shook his head regretfully, making Alvin chill.

Sure enough, women's clothing is only once and countless times.

As Snape took the first step into the classroom, the bell rang instantly, making Alvin wonder if Snape had come in with a stopwatch. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he is so accurate every time.

Thinking of that scene, Alvin wanted to laugh.

Snape stepped onto the podium, his eyes swept away coldly, and all the little wizards immediately sat upright for fear of being targeted.

He waved his wand gently, and dense handwriting appeared on the blackboard behind him.

"Your task today is to make a Bruisewort Balm. The process and precautions are all on the blackboard. If someone doesn't meet my standards when they get out of class is over, stay and clean up the entire classroom, and no magic is allowed."

As soon as the voice fell, the cabinet at the back of the classroom was opened, and all the materials accurately flew to each little wizard's desk.

Alvin also somewhat admired Snape's magic power manipulation method. Should he be called the Half-Blood Prince?

Next, all the little wizards began to brew potions. Alvin instructed Harry to operate them, and some tools were delivered to the door.

Snape was like a bat, wandering back and forth in the classroom.

He could be heard spraying venom everywhere.

"Simmons, you need to go to the school infirmary to ask Madam Pomfrey to have a look. The blackboard clearly states that the Bruisewort must be put into the cauldron. What are you cutting into pieces and cooking?"

"Brown, do you dare to shake your hands a little more? The house elves at Hogwarts don't surprise as much as you do when they serve their dishes!"

Although the mistake was corrected in time, it was avoided to stay after class to clean the classroom. But all the little wizards whom Snape had reprimanded were about to cry.

Finally, Snape came to the group of Neville and Seamus. Feeling Snape's steely gaze, Neville trembled with fright.

In the whole school, the one who hated Snape the most might be Harry, but the one who feared Snape the most must be Neville.

Because of his bad memory, Neville's grades in Potions were so bad that Snape would sneer at him every time.

This time was no exception. Snape stood behind Neville and Seamus and didn't leave. Whenever Neville made a mistake, he would show his nature as a troll.

But the more this happened, the more mistakes Neville made. Alvin couldn't bear to watch it, and the little fat Neville's eyes were all red.

Neville's partner Seamus wasn't much better. Although he wasn't the main firepower point, he was also taken care of by Snape.

Finally, the potion-making has reached the final step. Seamus prepares to stir three circles clockwise with his wand, then one and a half circles counterclockwise, even if the Bruisewort Balm is finished.

And the accident happened at this moment. As expected of Seamus, who has the title of 'Exploding Wizard,' when he put his wand into the cauldron, the potion in the cauldron exploded instantly.

The powerful impact directly overturned the cauldron, hit the ground at a breakneck speed, and then bounced upwards rapidly.

Snape, who was next to him, didn't react at all. He is by the rebounding cauldron and faints.

Alvin only heard two muffled sounds in a row, and Snape lay straight on the ground.

The development of the incident did not end there. Many medicinal liquids splashed by the explosion fell on the surrounding little wizards.

The scalding liquid directly caused these little wizards to scream again and again, and the entire classroom turned into a pot of porridge.

Alvin stared blankly, but fortunately, he was quick-witted and cast a Shield Charm to block the liquid medicine and put down Hermione's table.

Watching the large scalding hot potion slide down the invisible barrier to the ground made Alvin break into a cold sweat.

Looking at Neville and Seamus, who were standing dumbfounded, Alvin admired it even more. There was no sign of injury on the two of them. At this time, they were staring at Snape, lying on the ground. At a loss.

Exploding Wizards are Exploding Wizards and will never disappoint in terms of explosions.

Looking at the chaotic crowd, Alvin had to stand up and maintain order.

"Okay, all the injured little wizards, come to me. I will make some potions for you, don't touch the wound with your hands! It will be infected!"

Alvin's words seemed to make the little wizards find their backbone. The injured people immediately ran over and surrounded Alvin.