Snape prowled around the classroom. As usual, he stopped beside Harry's cauldron and gave a derisive snort. "Potter... why does your Shrinking Solution look so thin? Like mouthwash a Troll used first thing in the morning?"
Seamus Finnigan unwrapped a Focus Toffee, carefully watching Snape's expression while glancing at Harry's Shrinking Solution.
At least in his opinion, Harry's Shrinking Solution was progressing smoothly. Its current color matched the color written on the blackboard exactly; there was nothing wrong with it.
Harry neither looked up nor argued. He continued focusing on brewing the Shrinking Solution, picked up a bottle of light-brown potion ingredient, and steadily dripped two drops into the cauldron.
"And now?" He picked up a spoon and stirred the cauldron. The potion's color did not change, though it did become somewhat thicker.
"Flobberworm mucus?" There was the faintest trace of surprise in Snape's voice. "Tell me why you did that."
Harry raised his eyes and looked directly at Snape. "I learned it from Magical Tuning: Beginner Potions."
"As for the complete reason, I can't recite it. I can only explain it based on my own understanding."
"Anyway, you'll take points from me for this, so go ahead! As long as I can hand in a qualified Shrinking Solution before class ends, that's all that matters."
Seamus Finnigan seized the opportunity and quickly stuffed the candy into his mouth.
Before he could chew twice, he heard Harry's words and could not help secretly giving him a thumbs-up beneath the table.
As expected of Harry, who had been fighting Snape for years. He had grown to this point—not only had his potion-making improved, but he could face Snape's mockery so calmly.
Snape's reaction afterward surprised Seamus Finnigan as well.
Snape did not deduct points from Harry. Instead, he shot Seamus a