Chapter 3 A disastrous potions class
Colin had already experienced most of his classes, all but potions. The main topic of the first years was Snape. He had a horrible reputation, and it was rumored that he always wanted to have the Defence against the Dark Arts post, but never got it. Meeting Harry Potter was also a very big thing. He really did have a red, jagged lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. He even had the courage to actually say hello to him! Harry didn't seem to answer him anyway, so he continued to pester him around the school. It was finally potions class. It was first thing in the morning, a very bad choice. Colin thought that Snape was evil. He was certainly mean enough to be. 'Creevey! Straighten your tie! Stop chattering. I do not tolerate talking in my class!' snapped Snape. 'Right class, I expect that you all read your potions book for this year?' inquired Snape. There were nervous faces around the classroom. 'Snape! Please sir! We weren't told to do so!' Colin piped up. '10 points from Gryffindor for your cheek Creevey. And another 10 for not calling me by Sir, or Professor，Creevey,' snarled Snape. The surrounding Gryffindors all groaned, they were already 20 points down! Now, class, we will be brewing the cure for boils potion today. 'Take out your cauldrons!' Snape ordered. Everyone was groaning under the sheer weight of it. Nigel was panting, and Amy was bright red. 'Where's yours Colin?' they asked. 'You better have it, or Snape will get furious,' Amy warned. 'It's here!' Colin replied. Colin said 'I don't know what all the fuss is about. Mine's also quite yummy!' With that, he took out of his pocket a cauldron cake, covered in bits of fluff and dirt, with some places missing. 'That's not funny Colin. This is no time for jokes,' Amy said severely. 'But the witch on the train said that these were cauldrons!' Colin protested. 'They're cauldron cakes! You kept cutting her off so she didn't have time to finish her sentence!' said Amy. Colin wished more than ever, to just disappear into thin air. He had lost 20 points already, what was he to do? His thoughts were interrupted by Snape. ' No talking in class,' snapped Snape. 'What is that filth, Creevey? And where's your cauldron?' Snape asked. 'Uhhhh, well, turns out my 'cauldron' was in fact a cauldron cake and, and, uhh, I couldn't afford a cauldron sir, you see' Colin stammered. Snape simply sneered and mocked Colin for the remainder of the lesson. 'Very funny, Creevey. Detention this Saturday for your cheek this lesson,' Snape said. Colin felt as if his stomach had dropped. 'Detention? With Snape?' Colin thought. What was to happen? Colin felt that the week was slowly going downhill.
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