Chapter 215： 1 false alarm (1/2)

The potions class in the afternoon was a torment for the students. There was no way. Anyone who needed to face Snape's gloomy face would inevitably tremble, and some students even suffered a nervous breakdown.

Many students were afraid of Snape, afraid of being targeted by Snape while making potions, and afraid of being called up to ask questions during class.

In the entire magical world, there are actually very few wizards who are really good at making potions, and there are even fewer potions masters like Snape, so it is unrealistic to expect everyone to become a potion master like him.

The two classes in the afternoon went well, and Snape taught everyone how to configure the hair growth potion. In Albert's view, this medicine is simply a boon for middle-aged bald men. If this medicine is improved and sold to the Muggle World, it is estimated to be snapped up.

”Anderson, stay after class.” Snape stood behind Albert watching him make the potion, and suddenly whispered after a long time.

”Hmm!” Albert replied casually, and cast a okay look at the people nearby Fred. Although Albert did feel a little frustrated when facing Snape, he was sure that Snape would not be able to see through his thoughts.

After all, he was already an Occlumency Level 3 man by all accounts, even if Snape pulled out his wand and used panic on him, he might not be able to dig out the memory he wanted from Albert.

The get out of class bell rang, and the students in the classroom could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. After hurriedly handing in the potion samples, they fled and left the potions classroom.

”You added too much **** root to the hair growth potion?” Snape asked, staring at Albert's potion sample.

”Added twice, five tablets.” Albert curled his lips and said, ”The effect of the hair growth medicine is obviously more significant.”

Snape stared at Abel for a long time, his eyes seemed to flash with strange light. Then he took out a folded parchment from his pocket and handed it to Albert, and said in a weird tone, ”It seems that you are very famous now?”

Albert was a little confused at once, but he reached out to take the parchment that Snape had handed him, but he heard the other person say: ”Do you know what happened last night?”

”You mean a Slytherin student who was caught during a night tour?” Albert took his gaze away from the parchment and happily raised his mouth and said, ”That's really a regrettable thing.”

”Now take your cleverness and disappear from me.” Snape signaled that Albert could get out.

Albert shrugged his shoulders, stuffed the parchment paper in his pocket, turned and left the gloomy potions classroom, hurried forward quickly, and soon caught up with the three people who had been waiting for him.

”The old bat didn't do anything to you, right?” Fred asked worriedly, remembering what had happened not long ago.

”What can you do?” Albert said with a smile.

”What is Snape looking for?” George asked curiously.

”He gave me a letter of introduction!” Albert took out the parchment and explained: ”A famous pharmacist is interested in me, probably because I can establish correspondence.”

”You have a lot of pen pals.” Fred asked, sweeping his eyes on the parchment. ”They actually want you to write a manuscript for ”Practical Potions Master”?”

”Probably the relationship between Hertok Dagworth!” Albert guessed that if Dagworth accidentally mentioned himself like others, the editor-in-chief of ”Practical Potions Master” used Snape to determine this. The truth of the matter is not surprising.

As we all know, many academic publications are related to professors at Hogwarts.

”Your future is brilliant.” Fred couldn't help but sighed. ”The only question is when will you become Minister of Magic.”