Studying with Snape felt quite a bit like experiencing an ancient apprenticeship system.
When a master taught an apprentice, he never held back, using harsh methods to spur the apprentice's growth.
After an entire afternoon, Wizet's technique grew increasingly practiced, and he gained an immeasurable amount of potion-making knowledge.
Wizet had hardly seen many of the techniques Snape mentioned in any book.
Through the Magic Eye, he could tell that even the techniques recorded in books were not as efficient or precise as the ones Snape pointed out.
In the wizarding world, potions had always been highly sought-after goods.
And the profession of potioneer was practically synonymous with never having to worry about food or drink.
Besides, Snape was not merely a potioneer, but currently the youngest Potions Master.
Getting guidance from a Potions Master just by helping process various ingredients was a bargain no matter how he looked at it.
The only thing giving him a headache was the bloodstains that splashed out while he was handling Dragon Liver. They had almost soaked through his robes.
Dragons had extremely high resistance to magic, and the organs inside their bodies were the same. Even using the Scouring Charm and the Scab-Removing Curse could not clean them properly.
"You can't even deal with this little bit of filth?" Snape's brows furrowed slightly. "Did Quirrell teach you nothing? Or is your head empty, and you learned nothing at all?"
"A composite spell!" At the mention of Quirrell's name, a sharp gleam flashed through Wizet's eyes.
"If I treat a dragon's resistance to magic as a curse-breaking problem, then I need to use a composite spell to deal with it!"
Compared with the evil curses and venomous curses that made up the Chronic Curse, the Scouring Charm and the Scab-Removing Curse were spells