The Potions Class that followed proceeded perfectly normally.
Following the usual classroom procedure, Snape divided them into pairs. Luke seized the opportunity and quickly moved over to Taylor. Of course, when it was time to get his hands dirty, he intended to give it a try as well.
The Gryffindor students were still being openly targeted by Snape. Though the Slytherin students did not show their schadenfreude outright, that was already their limit. It would be a long while before they stood up for the Gryffindor students.
"Now, we will brew a simple potion. It is used to treat boils." Snape looked at everyone with cold, stern eyes, as though the potion he had mentioned was not for treating boils, but for bringing back the dead.
Seeing the disappointment or disdain on some students' faces, Snape could not be bothered to explain himself.
With a flick of his wand, writing appeared on the blackboard behind him. Before long, a complete recipe was displayed before them.
Luke did not let his guard down. He carefully studied the recipe bit by bit, paying attention to every detail described within it.
Taylor, beside him, frowned.
Noticing her expression, Luke asked, "What is it?"
"This recipe is different from the one I learned." Taylor shook her head. "At the very least, the way it handles Slugs and the amount of Dried Nettles are different from what I practiced at home."
"Is it simpler or harder?"
Luke asked curiously.
"Simpler, and more effective, too. But these ingredients are much more expensive than those in an ordinary potion. The improved effects and simplified process were bought with money."
Taylor spoke with certainty. As a girl with the bloodline of a Seer flowing through her veins, she had considerable faith in her intuition.
Luke nodded. That was