Brian finally didn't release the snake, and he felt that his forgetting curse was not stable enough.

"Let it stay there, it doesn't matter anyway," said Brian.

Draco intended to call the snake Over, and Brian agreed without a doubt.

Although there was an extra snake, it did not bring any changes to Brian's life. Hogwarts' life is still like that.

In Potion class, Professor Snape was still obsessed with deducting points for Gryffindor and finding Harry's fault, while Brian and Draco were still model students in the class. Of course, Theodor's talent in Potions also made Snape nod and say it was acceptable.

At the same time, Brian, with the idea of ​​making full use of resources, asked Snape's potion questions more every day.

For Brian, he had already mastered the content in the class. He had been teaching himself more advanced potions, but it was not so smooth in many cases.

Potions are never mastered by the regular configuration of the formula in the book. The medicinal properties of each medicinal material are different, so what wizards need to learn is to keenly detect the amount of medicinal properties to weigh appropriate medicinal materials, observe the configuration of the potion and fine-tune the time and even steps of adding various materials, and use magic assistance in time.

When you reach advanced age, it requires you to make potions based on the properties of the medicine, such as targeted antidotes for different poisons.

Brian had good luck in first grade to distribute a bottle of life and death water, and he admitted that it was a waste of luck. Maybe it was just a lucky success in many attempts, but he himself did not really master the method of configuring this potion.

Every time you make a potion, it is different, which highlights the importance of advanced potions. This requires sufficient knowledge reserves and more importantly, the accumulation of experience. There is no doubt that if you have a sufficiently experienced potion master's guidance, you can save a lot of time and money.

"Professor Snape, I have mastered all the knowledge in the classroom. I am currently learning more advanced content." After class, Brian chased Snape, "Can I go to your office to ask you for advice at some point? If it is convenient for you."

Snape stared at Brian with his hollow eyes for a long time, nodded slightly, and said in a low and smooth voice: "Of course, if you insist, you can come every Wednesday and Friday night."

"Thank you, professor." Brian showed a sincere smile and watched Snape walk away quickly like a big black bat.

"I said, you must be crazy?" Draco said in disbelief when he heard their conversation: "What kind of thought do you study so crazy?" He thought he couldn't finish his homework.

"Nothing is better than knowledge, Draco." Brian said quietly.

"No, I think Millison is better than homework." Draco shook his head.

On Saturday morning, Draco woke Brian up, threw him in a green Quidditch robe, and pulled him to the yard early.

"No matter what, Brian, although you don't need to train, you have to participate in the first Quidditch training." Draco said with a wicked smile.

"I heard that Gryffindor had booked the stadium today, but Flint asked for the signing note from Professor Snape. Today we will go and give the Gryffindor a good look!" He always seemed very excited at this time.

"So you asked me to come to the stand?" Brian seemed indifferent and yawned secretly.

"Hi, Draco, Brian!" Captain Flint waved to them in the yard.

The team members were all here, all wearing green team robes and brand new and bright flying brooms in their hands, looking very imposing.

"Very good, everyone is in good spirits!" Flint's voice was deep, "In view of the newcomer joining, I will say the precautions again..."

After saying that, he raised his hand high and took the lead and said, "Okay, let's go to the stadium now!"

The group of people dressed neatly and followed the extremely burly captain, looking aggressive.

The small-sized Brian and Draco followed behind a group of tall men, looking very inconspicuous.

When they arrived at the stadium, they found that the Gryffindor team was already inside. The captain walked in with a swagger.

"Flint, what are you doing?" Gryffindor captain Wood said angrily, "We booked the court!"

"Oh, why don't I know?" Flint said in a long tone. "I also have the notes signed by Professor Snape."

He took out the note and said, "I, Professor Si Snape, allow Slytherin to train at Quidditch Stadium today to train their new finders."

The Gryffindor players looked in the direction of Draco and Bryan, and many people showed disgust. Draco raised his chin smugly, and Bryan seemed a little lazy.

"Malfoy's and Fley's?" Wood frowned and sarcastic, "I don't know which team has two players to find!"

"Haha, are you jealous?" Flint smiled proudly, and raised the brand new light wheel in his hand and said, "They have generously given us the best gift."

The other team members also smiled and held the broom in their hands, looking at the Gryffindors provocatively, leaving them speechless for a moment.

"The latest model of the 2001 is much faster than the original 2000." Flint glanced at the broom in Harry's hand, then looked at the old flying broom in the Weasley twins, and said, "As for other brooms, it's not easy to use to sweep the floor."

"Oh, someone broke into the court." Flint said squinted. Brian looked over and saw Ron and Hermione running over.

"Tsk tsk, another Weasley." Draco mocked slowly, staring at Ron approaching coldly, and said, "Maybe you can pray that the Weasley family will give you a few flying brooms? Maybe it can also be used as antiques to sell money."

"Malfoy, shut your smelly mouth!" Ron's cheeks flushed red. He took out the wand with thick tape in the middle and pointed at Draco and said, "At least the people who can join the team are not qualified to say it!"

"Don't do this, put down your wand, Ron." Hermione also stared at Draco angrily. She grabbed Ron's wand and whispered: "Don't forget your wand..."

"Haha, come and attack me to see if you will be expelled from the school." Draco said slowly to Ron, then looked at Hermione and said, "You don't need to meddle in other people's business, little mud..."

"Ahem..." Brian coughed lightly. Draco closed his mouth angrily.

"What were you going to say just now, Malfoy?" Ron heard what Draco hadn't finished, and fire was about to spit out of his eyes.

"He didn't say anything, Weasley. Of course, Draco shouldn't be joking about your family." Brian said to him calmly, "But your opinion is also biased. Draco joined the team entirely with his own abilities..."

"You don't need to come out and sarcastically, Fly!" Ron shouted angrily, "You are as hypocritical as your cold-blooded and ruthless mother!"

"Ron Weasley, I think you shouldn't mention my mother." Brian lowered his face, his tone was soft but chilling, "Do you know what happened back then? Do you know the facts? Just like today, you have never seen the truth and conclude the facts based on your own fabrication. This is slander, an insult, Weasley."

Brian narrowed his black eyes and looked at Ron coldly. His expression was not terrifying, but it had an inexplicable power, which made Ron feel cold on his back.

"I think you need to learn a lesson and understand that if there is one, you shouldn't say anything." Brian waved his wand before everyone could react, and a light hit Ron's abdomen, causing him to stumble to the ground.

"Ron! Ron!" Harry ran to Ron.

The Gryffindor team members who reacted took out their wands and beams of light came.

"Brian!" Hermione screamed.

"Armor Protects!" Brian waved his wand, and an unstable wall of light blocked Brian's face, but it was enough to block the attacking spell.

Slytherin's team members also pulled out their wands and confronted them.

Ron, who was on the side, got up with Harry's help. He opened his mouth, burped, and spit out a large slug of shiny slugs.

The tension was immediately broken, and the Slytherin's team members couldn't stand up. Draco sat down on the lawn with a smile, hammering the ground with his fists.

The Gryffindor players surrounded Ron, but they seemed unwilling to touch him.

Harry and Hermione pulled Ron, who had been vomiting, and walked out of the stadium. The Gryffindor glared at them angrily and left.

"You did a great job, Brian!" Draco said, wiping the corners of his eyes and laughing.

"Snot sperm, I think it's very suitable for now." Brian squinted his eyes and said softly.

"Yes, Ron Weasley is a big slug!" Draco laughed.
Chapter completed!