Perhaps because of the school-wide excitement that morning, everyone was in quite a good mood.
Well... at least until the first class began.
"Miss Abbott, I don't think Flobberworms would slice themselves into pieces, hmm?"
The low drawl made Hannah hurriedly pick up her slicing knife.
"Y-Yes, Professor!"
"Why are you looking at me? Are you waiting for me to stir the potion in your cauldron for you?"
Professor Snape narrowed his eyes and looked toward a student whose attention had been drawn over here, causing them to forget to stir their potion.
His gaze swept across the classroom. Naturally ignoring a certain oddity, Professor Snape slowly paced over to the podium.
"I hope the holiday hasn't scooped your brains clean, or I'll have no choice but to regretfully fill them up through other means."
A sinister grin that sent shivers down the students' spines appeared on Professor Snape's face.
"As it happens, I've just received a new batch of toads and slugs that need processing."
"Whew... The moment I saw the first bubble, I knew something was wrong. Luckily, I reacted quickly and remembered that I'd forgotten to add the Shrivelfig. I put it in right away, and the potion turned out fine."
After class, Klon let out a long breath, nearly unable to stop himself from applauding his own cleverness.
Otherwise, his name would definitely have been added to the list of students Professor Snape had sprayed with venom.
Bernard also breathed a sigh of relief. As Klon's partner, could he have escaped if Klon got sprayed?
Herbology was in the afternoon. Everyone had thought their souls would be properly soothed by their kind and gentle Head of House, but instead, they saw that Professor Sprout was clearly not in a good mood.
"Oh no, did the