bdsm-fiction Chapter 95 Why are you singing?
Chapter 95 Why are you singing?
Chapter 95 Why are you singing?
"Lucas McGregor!"
Snape's voice hissed like a venomous snake flicking its tongue in the cold basement.
The badger cubs huddled even tighter, looking at Lucas with concern, while the eagle eaglets all turned their gazes toward him.
Could the famous Lucas answer that?
Lucas stood up.
Snape's lips curled into a small, mocking smile.
"Ah, our famous rising star... and our Harry Potter, who is hailed as the savior of the world."
Sometimes I wonder if Hogwarts is located in outer space now, because there are so many stars!
"McGregor, the Daily Prophet would love to dedicate a whole page to you. So let's see if a celebrity's mind can hold even a tiny bit of knowledge besides fame."
Lucas remained expressionless, but was speechless inside, thinking to himself that Professor Snape was indeed a pervert.
"Tell me, McGregor, what is daffodil root?"
It was a very basic question, and Lucas breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a daffodil bulb, Professor."
The little badgers were thrilled by the quick and decisive answer, while Snape's eyes narrowed slightly.
"If I asked you to look for wild grass, where should you look?"
"Do you want to ask again?" Lucas hesitated for a moment, then could only continue answering.
"There are plenty of them in the moors of the Scottish Highlands, where they grow in sunny places, Professor." He added, "Valeriana is a key ingredient in many sleeping pills."
The little badgers all looked at him with admiration. Ernie realized that he couldn't even turn the pages of a book as fast as Lucas could answer, so he secretly gave him a thumbs up under his desk.
Snape's tone remained unchanged.
"So, what about Dictamnus dasycarpus? What are its medicinal properties?"
"Dictamnus dasycarpus has powerful healing properties," Lucas answered fluently. "Its sap, when dripped onto a wound, can cause the skin to regenerate rapidly, and it is remarkably effective in treating cuts and bites."
Lucas answered three questions flawlessly, and Hannah beamed with pride, as if she had answered them herself. Even the little eagles on the right side of the classroom were full of admiration.
That's just like Lucas McGregor.
The topic of white cinnabar is already covered in the final chapter of "Potions and Elixirs," which clearly indicates that Lucas has already previewed the entire book.
But this did not seem to satisfy Snape. With a stern, sallow face, he took a step forward.
"Not bad... but I think we need to set higher standards for celebrities. One last question..." he drawled, "Tell me, Mr. McGregor, if you accidentally used an excessive amount of dictamnus dasycarpus, causing uncontrolled granulation tissue growth in your wound, what herb should you use to counteract its medicinal properties?"
The classroom was completely silent.
The badgers stared wide-eyed in bewilderment, while the eaglets stared in disbelief, then all turned the pages of the book in unison.
But—it wasn't written in the book.
This was far beyond the scope of the first-year course "Potions and Magic," and even the Ravenclaws, who came from families with a long history of learning magic, were completely baffled by it.
Lucas was stunned.
It wasn't mentioned in *Potions and Elixirs*, nor in *A Thousand Magical Herbs and Mushrooms*, but it's in *Seventy-Seven Magical Potions Explained*, which Dirk Creswell gave me. Let me think...
Snape noticed Lucas's momentary daze, a glint of pleasure flashing in his dark eyes.
"Unfortunately, it seems I have no choice but to give it to Hufflepuff."
He suddenly stopped and frowned.
He saw Lucas's lips moving rapidly and softly, as if uttering a series of words, and Ellie and Hannah, sitting on either side of him, also heard some indistinct syllables.
Snape snorted irritably, "McGregor, if you're trying to curse me..."
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"Artemisia, Professor," Lucas said suddenly, "it's the sap of wormwood."
Snape narrowed his eyes.
"The juice of wormwood can effectively counteract the active substances in Dictamnus dasycarpus. If the two are used at the same time, the healing effect of Dictamnus dasycarpus will be completely negated."
oh-
A chorus of exclamations filled the classroom. The eaglets pulled out their pens and paper to write down what Lucas had said, while the badgers whispered excitedly to each other. If it weren't for the dreadful Professor Snape standing right in front of them, they probably would have cheered.
The students were very happy, but this happiness seemed to make Snape less happy.
"What are you muttering to yourself?" Snape suddenly asked. "Why were you muttering to yourself when I asked you questions?"
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Ellie said with dissatisfaction, "Professor, you just said that Bai Xian was the last question."
"Hufflepuff loses a point," Snape said casually, "because Miss McFastie talked back to the teacher."
Ellie's eyes widened, and Lucas quickly stepped on the back of her foot to prevent the situation from getting worse.
"Professor Snape, I'm memorizing a mnemonic rhyme," Lucas said. "Because the potion recipes are so complicated, even though I've read a lot of extracurricular books, I can't remember them all. So I'm using a mnemonic rhyme to familiarize myself with some of them so I can memorize them anytime."
All the students stared at him blankly, completely unable to understand what "rhyme scheme" meant. Justin, sitting in the back row, said dazedly, "Rhyme scheme? Is it rap?"
"A hymn?" Snape let out a sneer. "I had no idea Hogwarts accepted a bard. In that case, Mr. McGregor, why don't you sing your hymn aloud, with feeling, so everyone can enjoy it?"
"This..." Lucas hesitated for a moment, but looking at Snape's expression, "Okay, the song is called 'Potion Coding Song'... I really sang it?"
Snape just stared at him, so Lucas cleared his throat.
"There are old reviews of herbal medicines from the East, and there are also records of Western magic potions;"
Today I'm learning to sing for the first time; let me tell you about the appropriate and inappropriate pairings.
The little badger and eaglets were all stunned by that shout. Zacharias slowly uttered a word that started with an "F," and Webber said incredulously, "The melody of this song... I've heard it so many times at my grandma's house!"
Among the eaglets, Padma Petit's eyes lit up: "I remember now, it's Greensleeves."
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Almost all the students responded with an "Oh!"
"Greensleeves" is a traditional English folk song that originated in the 16th century. It is hailed as "a gem of English folk songs" and is widely sung in both the Muggle and Wizarding worlds. Everyone is familiar with its melody and can sing it off the top of their head.
Then Lucas continued singing in a melody that everyone was very familiar with.
"Narcissus root powder and wormwood, grass sneezing grass stem;
All four are sedatives; misuse even a little will ruin your life.
This folk song in C minor, in 6/8 time, has a soothing rhythm, a smooth and melodious tune, and an ancient feel full of medieval narrative. The lyrics of Lucas's "Potion of the West" are perfectly matched, and it is sung very smoothly.
After those four sentences, Lucas felt more at ease, his voice became more stable, and his energy returned to normal.
I am a chef, a chef who has in-depth knowledge of medicinal cuisine and pharmacology.
Traditional Chinese medicine has "formulas for decoctions" and "eighteen incompatibilities" and "nineteen taboos" for drug combinations. Western medicines are pretty much the same.
And so, accompanied by the melody and rhythm that the young wizards had heard since childhood, Lucas's singing echoed before the dazed Snape.
"Dried nettles and slugs, along with snake teeth and thorns, can heal sores."
Remember to stab the food only after it has been removed from the heat, otherwise it will boil before it has cooled down.
Aconitum carmichaelii, Aconitum kusnezoffii, and Lysimachia christinae are three different names for the same plant;
If a werewolf drinks before the full moon, his mind will be clear and he will not devour people.
Water yarrow tree snake double horn powder, leech grass lacewing Japanese knotweed stem;
Six ingredients decocted together for a full-term pregnancy; compound decoction transforms the body.
Moonstone powder, sneezing root sap, unicorn hair, porcupine feathers;
The four ingredients combined form a calming remedy, instantly quelling anxiety and worry.
The little badgers' mouths grew wider and wider, as if countless pieces of knowledge were pouring into their left ears along with the song, and then dripping wetly out of their right ears.
Susan kept nudging Hannah with her elbow, while Justin gripped Wayne's arm tightly: "I—am I dreaming? He—Lucas—is really singing—a potions version of Greensleeves!"
Snape had no time for them; he stared at Lucas in utter shock, as if someone had suddenly punched him in the face.
The young eagles stirred, and several students began copying while humming a melody and wielding quill pens.
Lucas continued singing in a steady voice.
"Fire-ash snake eggs and sea onion balls, mole-badger whiskers and a hundred-mile spirit;
Bird and snake eggshells, rue powder, good fortune always accompanies you and everything goes smoothly.
A few drops of white saffron heal the deeper wound; a drowsy dream is solidified by soy milk.
The best antidote is dung, and the goat's belly contains a mysterious treasure.
The noisy birds' feathers speak the truth, while the oak leaves carry away the clear waters of the River of Oblivion;
The caterpillar's slime is thick, and the armadillo's gall bladder is combined with fire essence.
Ravenclaws were copying like crazy. Lucas would sing a line, they would copy it, and then repeat it, so the classroom would be filled with a chorus.
The Potions Version of Greensleeves – The Potions Coding Song, by Lucas McGregor.
Lucas led the singing, and the eaglets followed, singing more and more fluently and enthusiastically.
Right in front of Professor Snape, whose expression looked like he'd eaten shit.
Hannah leaned over and asked Ellie somewhat uncertainly, "Do we have to copy the lyrics too?"
Ellie shook her head: "No need, Lucas will write the lyrics for us."
The badger cubs whispered excitedly to each other.
That's right, Lucas is from our college, he'll teach us, so we don't need to copy anything now.
But since we don't need to copy, let's sing it!
So the little badgers, huddled together, sang along with Lucas with great enthusiasm and wholehearted dedication, swaying from side to side to the rhythm, letting Snape see their waving hands.
"The moonstone was originally the essence of the moon, and the aconite immediately began to fight over it."
Dragon's blood is of the highest quality and most potent, but it is incompatible with slugs.
White peony root is good at revitalizing blood and flesh, but it is ineffective when combined with wormwood.
Lacewings dislike shrunken, wrinkled fruit; cooking them together completely negates their effectiveness.
When the song went, "White peony can revitalize flesh and blood, but it is ineffective against wormwood," all the students exclaimed "Wow!"
Lucas became more and more excited as he sang, because he felt that this part about pairing taboos was the best he had written.
"The poisonous hornbill fears being struck and pounded, and the bulbous spores fear sparks."
Hemlock and Artemisia are incompatible; when combined, they are both poisonous and can damage one's mental state.
Do not let toad venom meet moon grass, and do not let snake teeth frighten fire lizards.
Armadillo bile hates pomegranate juice, dragon's blood and bap should not be in the same bottle.
Just as everyone was singing merrily, their melodious voices echoing through the Hogwarts dungeons, and many ghosts began to peek out from the walls—
"Enough!" Snape roared suddenly, his voice cracking, like an old bat with its throat blocked.
"I don't remember this being a music class!"
He glared at Lucas with murderous eyes, while Lucas tried to appear innocent.
Lucas: You're the one who asked me to sing, Professor.
Snape: You actually sang when I told you to! Would you eat shit if I told you to?
The two stared at each other for a long time, then Snape suddenly took a deep breath.
"Very creative." He adopted a lazy tone. "The trolls will definitely love this song. At least it will help some brains that are barely bigger than potatoes remember a few points."
"McGregor, if you're planning to set up a stall in Diagon Alley and busk after you graduate, you'll earn some gallons."
"But I must remind anyone here who finds this song amusing that the process of preparing potions is dynamic and ever-changing. Any attempt to simplify complex potion reactions into a catchy rhyme is an insult to this precise science."
"I don't expect you to truly understand the captivating and mind-bending power of potions, nor do I believe you can learn how to brew glory or stop death, but if that's all you can learn, you'll probably never truly enter the world of potions in this lifetime."
The classroom was silent; no one dared to speak.
Only Lucas spoke up: "Thank you for your guidance, Professor Snape. This is just to help beginners remember; what we need to do is memorize first and then forget it in practice."
"I'm just a freshman, and my knowledge of potion ingredient combinations is all pieced together from the potion books I've read. Undoubtedly, there are many oversights and errors. Could you please provide guidance and help me revise this incantation?"
The students looked at Snape expectantly, but Snape just gave them a cold laugh.
"Sorry, I don't think this is worth my time."
The little badger and the eaglets all looked disappointed, and then Snape paused for a moment.
"However, since your classmates are so fond of this, I can consider sending our Slytherin prefect, the seventh-year prefect, and the Hogwarts student council president, to guide you in making some revisions, and then have you perform a singing performance in the common room for bedtime induction."
Lucas was stunned. This meant... he agreed?
Wow!
The little badgers and eaglets let out suppressed cheers, and everyone looked at Lucas with admiration.
Everyone has heard how twisted Professor Snape is, but surprisingly, in this class, Lucas's adaptation of the Greensleeves tune "Potential Potion Concoction" won his approval!
That's absolutely amazing!
Snape looked away from Lucas.
"sit down!"
Lucas smiled and sat down, while Hannah secretly tugged at his sleeve under the table and mouthed a word to him.
That's awesome!
"Hannah Abbott!" Snape exclaimed suddenly. "Tell me, how many porcupine quills are needed for a standard dose of tranquilizer?"
Hannah stood there, her face flushed. Lucas was about to give her a subtle hint when he noticed Snape staring intently at him.
"Hufflepuff -1 point!"
"Ellie Jane McFastie! What are the effects of belladonna extract?"
Ellie stood up and shook her head decisively: "I don't know, Professor."
"Hufflepuff loses another point."
Lucas could no longer laugh.