thousand magical herbs and fungi?
sill ign hermiones quivering hand.
”what is the differeween monkshood and
wolfsbane?”
at this, hermioood up, her haoward the
dungeon g.
”i dont know,” said harry quietly. ”i think hermione does,
though, why dont you try her?”
a few people laughed; harry caught seamuss eye, and seamus
winked. snape, holeased.
”sit down,” he s hermione. ”for your information,
potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potio
is know of livih. a bezoar is a stoaken
from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. as
for monkshood and wolfsbahe same plant, which also goes
by the name of aite. well? why arent you all g that down?”
there was a sudden rummaging for quills a. over
the noise, snape said, ”and a poiaken from gryffindor
house for your cheek, potter.”
things didnt imprryffindors as the potions lesson
ued. shem all into pairs ao mixing up a
simple potion to cure boils. he swept around in his long black cloak,
watg them weigh dried les and ake fangs, g
almost everyo malfoy, whom he seemed to like. he was just
tellio look at the perfect way malfoy had stewed his
hs when clouds of a smoke and a loud hissing
filled the dungeon. neville had somehow ma seamuss
into a twisted blob, aion ing across
the st holes in peoples shoes. within seds,
the whole class was standiools while neville, who had
beehe potiohe collapsed, moaned in
pain as angry red b up all over his arms and legs.
”idiot boy!” snarled she spilled potion away
with one wave of his wand. ”i suppose you added the pore quills
bef the off the fire?”
neville whimpered as boils started to pop up all over his nose.
”take him up to the hospital at at seamus. then