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  Daphne’s happiness had vanished.

  Snape’s iic scolding of teers was also absent.

  Ian’s mood visibly dimmed.

  “What’s wrong?” Aurora asked, etched on her face as she noticed Ian sigh heavily, his eyes dull as he watched Sride toward the 'teacher’s desk'.

  “I lost all my happioday.”

  He had specifically brought a gift for Daphne Greengrass, but uedly, she was still struggling on the first floor. Or perhaps the clever 'pureblood witch' had anticipated his anticipation?

  “Oh, I see. You’ve been kissed by a Dementor.” Aurora calmly arranged her textbooks. Surprisingly, her brand-new book was filled with detailed notes.

  Ian noticed this wheurned his head.

  “You got the deluxe edition!”

  He saw annotations that were clearly from the 'Acolyte' group’s 'Potions Masters' and gasped in a low voice.

  “Gemina(Duplicate)!”

  Aurora cast a spell oextbook, and immediately, aical book was copied. Her delicate little hands pushed it toward Ian.

  “It’ll st for one css. 'Potions' lesson, I’ll still share with you.” Aurora’s cool voice carried the tone of an abacus clig.

  “I’m not envious at all.”

  Ian eagerly flipped open the book and began reading the notes. If he calcuted correctly, tomorrow night he would be able to ehe 'Twilight Zone' again. He wondered how 'Professor Mara’s' resear neotions' rogressing.

  “Very good. It seems all of you present uand the importance of punctuality. This is especially crucial in the 'refining' process of 'potions'.”

  S the 'teacher’s desk', had already begun the lesson.

  “The preparation of 'potions' is a precise and rigorous craft. Some may think it is not 'magic', but in truth, fepreciate the beauty of a simmering 'cauldroing wisps of white smoke and a truly enting fragrance. Even fewer genuinely perceive the 'magical power' tained in the liquid that flows into people’s veins.”

  Snape’s sinister gaze swept over all the young 'wizards' present.

  He paused briefly.

  Meanwhile, Ian whispered to his 'friend' beside him.

  “He’s about to start boasting.”

  As soon as the words fell—

  Sure enough.

  “I teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even…” At this point, Snape deliberately paused for a moment before enunciating heavily:

  “Stopper death!”

  Ian finally withis iic se and some light returo his eyes.

  “Actually, Snape ’t do that. His opening speech is pletely copied. He’s about to call us idiots and fools.” Ian’s words made the girl beside him freeze for a moment.

  And sure enough— just as Iaed.

  “I teaany things, but only if you are not the kind of fools and dunderheads I frequently enter.”

  Snape precisely timed his annual act of superiority.

  Since Ian and Aurora were sitting toward the back, Snape couldn’t hear their whispered versation at all. He only saw Ian talking to little 'Grindelwald'.

  He chose to ig.

  “How did you know? Could it be that you also predict the future?” Aurora’s bright eyes widened in disbelief, filled with wonder.

  “Huh?”

  Ian was stunned.

  “What do you mean 'also'?”

  He caught the key point.

  “My 'Family' has this talent— we see future events. Actually, I already saw this se the moment I stepped into the .” Aurora made no effort to hide it and openly poio her own eyes.

  “Yrandfather too?”

  Ian was shocked. He wasn’t particurly familiar with the 'Grindelwald' family’s situation. Before he 'crossed over', he had heard that a movie about 'Grindelwald' was about to be released.

  “He is far more powerful than me.” Aurora answered solemnly.

  “Uh…” Ian didn’t sense any particur emotion. He hesitated for a moment before asking, “Pardon me, but… did he see his own ending?”

  Faced with this question—

  Aurora’s expression did not ge.

  “His 'Acolytes' still believe that both the past and the present are merely choices my grandfather made— to achieve a 'greater good'.”

  The German girl did not give a direswer.

  However—

  “I uand now… The power of belief is truly terrifying.”

  Ian clicked his tongue.

  “Who isn’t?” Aurora nodded in agreement.

  “Now, pair up in groups of two and 'refine' a 'Boil-Cure Potion'. I must remind you to be extremely careful during the process— unless you want to join Miss Daphne.”

  By now, Snape had finished expining the textbook tent and reparing for the young 'wizards' to practice. He g Ian and Aurora, who had been whispering.

  Then—

  With a bnk expression, he looked toward the Slytherin area.

  “Michael Jorda back to your own 'House'.”

  Annoyance always needed an outlet, and Snape chose to vent it on 'Little Bck' who had been lingering in the Slytheriion.

  Two 'limited skins' standing together was too spicuous to ignore.

  “Huh?”

  Michael looked pletely unwilling. He g the 'Ravencw' seore precisely, at Ian— his face full of fusion about why this was happening.

  “I don’t want to repeat myself.” Snape’s voice was harsh.

  “Alright, 'Professor'.”

  Michael shrank his neck, picked up his things, and slunk off to the er—where William was still huddled alone during css.

  The 'css' tinued.

  “Hurry and grab the ingredients, or they’ll all be gone.”

  Ian pulled out his golden 'cauldron', fiddling with it while speaking to Aurora.

  “Oh, alright.”

  Aurora quickly got up and ran to the ste et.

  Everyone was seleg their ingredients.

  Surprisingly, Snape did not scold or deduct points from anyone. He simply walked around the iing the students and finally stopped in front of Ian, who retending to set up his 'cauldron'.

  By this time, Aurora had already brought back the ingredients—quickly. Some young 'wizards' from the Slytheriion had directly handed over their selected materials to her.

  “Mr. Prince, why haven’t you started yet?”

  Snape looked at Aurrinding 'snake fangs' and coldly questioned Ian, who hadn’t eve up his 'cauldron'.

  “'Professor', we’re dividing the work.”

  Ian responded with a pletely serious expression.

  “…”

  Snape wordlessly 'g' the busy Aurora.

  He gritted his teeth and walked away.

  However—

  His gaze kept flickering toward Ian and Aurora.

  And so, Snessed a se that made him ch his teeth and nearly throw Ian out of the in anger.

  Aurround the 'snake fangs'.

  Ian tehe fire.

  Aurora prepared the 'horned slugs'.

  Ian tehe fire.

  Aurora added the 'pore quills' and stirred vigorously.

  Ian tehe fire.

  After five rounds—

  The 'potion' was pleted…

  Iainguished the fire.

  '(End of Chapter)'