Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Chapter 111 Premonition

The Daily Prophet had been reporting on Harry throughout the summer, saying that he was a delusional lunatic, a man who would do whatever it took to gain fame. Draco didn't want to read it, and he was annoyed when he saw the Daily Prophet.

But Lucius said, Draco, nothing should prevent you from obtaining information.

Although it is useless information, it can still reflect the trajectory of some things that are about to happen.

Draco couldn't resist his father, so he had to keep a straight face and watch carefully every day.

Indra rolled bacon into a medium-boiled omelette and put it into his mouth. He looked at his hand and asked, "What did you write?"

"The promotional advertisement for Rocket Crossbow, um... the spokesperson is Krum, the current situation of wandering wizards in Northern Ireland, the new products of the Diagon Alley store, etc. There is no important information, it is very clean."

Draco flipped through the pages at random, pausing for a while on the newspaper pages about Rocket Crossbows and Diagon Alley's new products.

"How about it, it's your first day as a prefect. Fifth grade students have to prepare for the OWL exam. This semester will be very hard, so you have to be mentally prepared."

A voice with a faint smile sounded from the side. Faria passed behind Indra and Draco, the head boy chairman badge on his chest shining brightly.

Indra said politely, "We will."

He quickly sat down at the end of the long table among the seventh-graders.

After breakfast, Slytherin and the fifth-year Ravenclaw students went to the greenhouse outside the castle for herbology lessons.

In this class, Professor Sprout first emphasized the importance of the OWL exam to everyone, and then taught everyone how to prune branches and leaves of a magnolia tree, and then graft them. Later, they also learned about growing self-pollinating shrubs.

When walking to the Potions underground classroom, Indra and Draco were both a little uneasy. They exchanged a look that others could not understand and walked into the classroom helplessly.

When passing Hermione, Harry, and Ron in the back row, Indra stopped.

"Did you take Defense Against the Dark Arts class? How was it?"

When she mentioned this, the anger on Hermione's face rose. She said angrily, "This kind of person is not worthy of being a teacher at all! She only asked us to read that crappy book from beginning to end!"

"She also rewarded Harry with solitary confinement." Ron said, receiving an angry glare from Harry.

After a brief exchange of words.

Just like her first potions class with Draco in the first year, Indra gritted her teeth and sat in the front row with him.

When the sounds in the classroom fell silent, it was Professor Snape who walked in.

"Before class starts today, I think I need to remind you..." A stern and cold voice approached from behind along the aisle, "Next June you..."

Snape walked to the podium and when he turned around, his gloomy gaze paused on the heads of Indra and Draco.

The two of them were still sitting together, and their unexpectedly guilty and silly eyes lowered their eyes and looked away pretending to be nonchalant after meeting his gaze.

"...I have to take a very important exam..."

Professor Snape's voice slowed down and he continued quickly, "Then you will have the opportunity to prove how much knowledge you have learned from me. Although a few of you really only have the IQ of a troll, I hope you can pass the OWL exam." You can force it and pass, otherwise I will be very... angry."

There was silence in the classroom, and some people were gasping. Originally, Indra and Draco could sit back and relax, but both of them were worried about other things.

Professor Snape said some more about his requirements for the NEWT potions class in the future. In the following classes, everyone cooked the demulcent according to the strict steps on the blackboard under his supervision.

A potion often found in ordinary wizard level exams that can calm and soothe anxious moods.

Indra skillfully handled the materials and stirred the potion in her crucible. A faint silvery white steam gradually emerged from her and Draco's crucible.

Neither of them did it very quickly because they didn't dare to finish the get out of class early or late.

A smell mixed with many strange smells gradually filled the classroom. Draco took the time to raise his eyes and look back. Steam of various colors floated in the air.

Indra was worried that the well-made demulcent agent would be affected by these unknown gases, so he immediately put it into a pot-bellied short-necked glass bottle, and then carefully sealed the stopper.

"Students who have done well will pack the medicine samples, mark them with their names, and bring them here for testing."

Professor Snape sat on the podium and said calmly, "The homework is to discuss the properties of moonstone and its use in medicine. It needs to be twelve inches long. It should be handed in before class on Thursday."

Indra couldn't wait any longer. She walked up to the podium first and put the pot-bellied short-necked bottle containing a transparent silvery potion on the podium.

Snape didn't say anything, didn't even look up, and simply drew a circle in the scoring column, representing O.

When turning around and passing Draco who came up to hand in his homework, Indra raised her eyebrows at him relaxedly.

Draco passed by Indra, put the pot-bellied bottle with his name on it on the podium, and was about to turn around when he heard Snape speak.

"Come here tonight and pick up the homework." Snape's smooth, deep voice was smooth and without raising his head, and he put an O after Draco's name as usual.

"Okay, sir."

Draco was stunned for a moment, then responded immediately.

Usually Indra does this kind of thing, she is the representative of the Potions class.

While Indra was packing his cauldron and schoolbag, he glanced at the podium without trace.

She heard what Professor Snape said to Draco.

When she put away her summer homework and handed it to the Potions office last night, Professor Snape happened to be away.

After leaving the classroom, the two of them immediately walked side by side to the Slytherin lounge. The Potions classroom was very close to there. After class, the two of them usually went back first to put down or pick up books.

"Professor Snape asked me to pick up my homework tonight." Draco said a little puzzled.

In front of Indra was the smooth square walls of the underground corridor, and he frowned slightly worriedly: "Well... I heard it."

The Charms class in the afternoon was very boring, because after Professor Flitwick spent 15 minutes emphasizing the importance of the OWL exam, he spent more than an hour reviewing the Summoning Spells.

Indra didn't need to review, because she often used summoning spells to run errands and get things instead of herself.

So Professor Flitwick quickly asked her to practice breaking the spell.

But when get out of class was over, she still rushed to the next class with a roll of parchment containing many spell assignments.