As Harry kept sticking out his tongue, hot air burst out of his ears. This is a normal situation for people with colds to drink potion. Last night, Harry, Ron, and Malfoy all washed each other's noses with cold water.

The fight made the place a mess, which made Snape very angry when he returned to the office and drove them away. As expected, all three of them fell ill the next day.

"Hahaha..." Soon, the classroom was filled with laughter, making Harry embarrassed and helpless.

"Malfoy, take your potion with you after class. As for Mr. Weiss, you can find someone willing to help you. I haven't sent the cold potion from the school hospital yet, so it's useless for you to go."

After saying that, Snape said: "Clean up your cauldron. I want to see the paper about this class, Five Inches, before next Wednesday. get out of class is over now."

After saying that, he strode away.

"Pfft, is there anyone willing to help Wes, Harry Potter, or the rotten water in your crucible?" Malfoy filled the pink potion in the crucible with a bottle, and then started to act arrogantly.

Leave next.

"Damn it, damn Malfoy!"

"Ron... I think we have to go find Hermione. She is the only one in Gryffindor who has successfully made the potion, although Snape didn't even look at it."

Bree put away the cauldron and said to Hermione: "Would you like to go to the library to write a paper together, Hermione?"

Hermione filled the potion, snorted, handed it to Harry who looked expectant, and then said to Ron: "Drink it now."

Just as Ron was about to say something, Harry breathed hot air into his ears and handed the potion to Ron's mouth. Looking at Hermione's fierce eyes, Ron gave in. After a while, he also had hot air coming out of his ears and succeeded.

Hermione relaxed her brows and said briskly:
Chapter completed!