Volume 1 Chapter 17 Thief
"There is no essential difference between wolf-shaped Aconitum and boat-shaped Aconitum. They are just called differently. They are all the same name for Aconitum."
"Many novices who learn potions easily confuse them and think they are variants of Aconitum, thus being deceived by some unscrupulous merchants..."
There were no desks in the Potions classroom. There was a black crucible in front of Jon and the others. There was a row of wooden shelves on the four walls of the classroom. There were no disgusting animal tissues on them, but some strange-looking herbs and some ordinary flowers and plants.
According to Lily, brewing potions can easily make the potion maker's heart dark, so a sunny and fresh environment is very necessary.
"That's all for today's class. Next time, each of you will hand me a one-foot-long assignment and write down your understanding of the potion materials I taught you in this class."
The Potions professor's attitude towards students cannot be considered gentle. She seems to look at everyone with the same expressionless face, which makes her look a little... lifeless.
After spending so many days with Neville and the others, when they chatted before going to bed at night, Neville would whisper to Jon some secrets about Professor Potter.
It is said that she had a happy family before.
Neville's words also confirmed John's initial guess that the world's first change was most likely the night when Voldemort found the Potter family after hearing the prophecy.
After packing up the cauldrons in the classroom, Jon and the other four walked out of the Potions classroom together.
Wednesday was the day with the fewest classes in the week, and after the Potions class, apart from an astronomy class with Professor Flitwick at midnight today, most of the day was free.
"Want to play wizard chess in the common room?" Ron suggested.
He just finished his week-long punishment of cleaning toilets the day before yesterday. These past two days he wanted to split the time into three parts and make up for the time he hadn't been able to play before.
Justin and Lavender readily accepted, but Neville said he would go back to the dormitory to catch up on some sleep in order to prepare for the astronomy class in the evening.
Jon also shook his head. He didn't have much interest in wizard chess.
"You guys go ahead, I want to go to the library."
Others were no longer surprised by this. Ever since he learned that there was a library full of magic books on the carriage, he basically spent all his free time there.
Separating from Ron and the others, Jon walked towards the library alone.
After he stepped onto the carriage, he had always had an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.
The temporarily peaceful study life did not eliminate the sense of crisis in his heart. Jon knew very well that no matter what kind of changes Voldemort had undergone, the people led by Dumbledore would always be a thorn in his eyes.
Especially since he seemed to have completely consolidated the authority of the wizarding world and had basically reached the pinnacle of wizard power, the Hogwarts on this carriage was the last place that was not under his control.
He will definitely find ways to completely destroy the most conspicuous "stain" in the wizarding world. Jon couldn't guess what kind of arrangements he had for this. The only thing he could do now was to keep replenishing himself.
Only when he is enriched with knowledge can he feel a moment of security in his heart.
Professor Flitwick estimated that they would not officially start teaching them real spells until next week's Charms class, but in the first Transfiguration class, Jon had already experienced the magic of magic.
His talent was unexpectedly good. At least when Professor McGonagall taught them how to turn a match into a needle, Jon was the first of the five freshmen to succeed, without even a record of failure before. Professor McGonagall was very happy about this and exempted him from the Transfiguration homework.
This made him feel a little relieved, and he went to the library more diligently every day.
Having talent only means that he has the possibility of becoming a powerful wizard, while diligence can help him get .
Jon was not the only one in the library. There were several senior students who did not have classes and were looking through materials and completing assignments assigned by the professor.
It was very quiet, with only the rustling sound of the quill rubbing against the parchment.
After understanding the effects of spells and wand-waving gestures on spells, Jon had no intention of practicing spells privately without even having a systematic grasp of a single spell.
The consequences of a wrong spell or an incorrect wand-waving gesture are unpredictable, and the problem can be big or small. For Jon, who is now cautious in everything, he would rather wait until Professor Flitwick really starts teaching them spells before trying other seemingly simple spells.
But before that, he was still very interested in these spell books that recorded various common spells. Before actually practicing, theoretical knowledge was also essential.
Time passed slowly, and when lunch was about to start, Jon was the only one left in the library.
Just as he was pondering the pronunciation of the Restoration Spell in the Standard Spells: Level 3, a small black shadow suddenly passed by the corner of his eye.
Jon was slightly stunned, and when he looked at the row of bookshelves again, he found nothing.
He put the book on the desk and stretched, thinking that his eyes were blurry because he had been reading for too long.
After glancing at the time on the pendulum clock and feeling that it was about time, he stood up from his chair, put the spell book back to its original position on the bookshelf, and was about to leave the library.
Suddenly, Jon felt the hem of his robe sink, as if something was crawling up his clothes!
The thing was very fast. Just as Jon noticed it, it had already crawled into the right pocket . Just as it crawled in and tried to get out, Jon had already reacted.
He stretched out his hand and covered the exit of the pocket. No matter how hard the creature inside struggled, it couldn't get out of his pocket.
Jon grabbed the small, soft thing that had sneaked into his pocket through his pocket with one hand, and with the other hand he opened the opening of his pocket so that he could see the daring "thief".
This is a creature covered with black fur and has a long snout. At first glance, its mouth looks like a duck, and there is a pocket growing on its belly in front of its body.
As Jon looked at it, it was frantically trying to stuff a crystal ball model about the size of a pigeon egg into the pocket in front of its belly. It was a small gift that Neville had given him a few days ago to thank him for helping to guide his Transfiguration paper.
