Snape Valued You as Much as Vizet
"Blind man, please tell me why stirring counterclockwise and adding a little Moonstone Powder can eliminate that odor you can't smell?"
"B-because... stirring can... make the smell dissipate a little faster?"
"Five points from Gryffindor. If too much Hellebore Tincture is used, the potion as a whole becomes unstable. That is what causes the stench."
"Increasing the Moonstone Powder and stirring counterclockwise can stabilize the potion. Blind man, aside from dueling, can that head of yours hold anything useful?"
"Blind man, do you need to touch this Potion Ingredient? Chew it? After all, since you can neither smell its odor nor see its color, perhaps only through touch and taste can you perceive Potion Ingredients."
"I don't think I need to... Professor Snape... I can tell... this is a tormentil root."
"Surprising. It seems this failed calming potion was remarkably effective, actually saving your sight and sense of smell. Then please tell me, if tormentil root is added now, what will happen?"
"Er... it will... change color?"
"Of course it will change color! Another five points from Gryffindor! I asked what color it would become! Do you see? Purple! A color that represents utter failure! Now, tell me why."
"Because... because... because the timing is wrong?"
"Of course the timing is wrong! Five points from Gryffindor! A calming potion and a Calming Draught are very similar; both require stability. Tossing in tormentil root in a reckless rush will naturally cause this problem!"
Hermione bit her lip tightly, pain and pity mingling on her face; she was clearly deeply sympathetic to Ron's ordeal.
Yet the movements of her hand were astonishingly steady. Her quill flew across the parchment, recording every detail on the blackboard.
As the students finished their potions, Snape's