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Chapter Three
The Potions Lesson
Stuart sighed and turned to look at Harry. "I can't answer that now," she said as a large group of students started walking into the class. "I shall talk to you later, though." Harry nodded and Stuart returned to getting the silver cauldrons. "Place them on each stand, Harry," she told him.
Once Harry was done, he sat down with Ron and Hermione.
Stuart then began the lesson. "Good morning students. I am Professor Iris Stuart," she began. Then there was a snort of laughter coming from Malfoy and she turned to him. "What do you find so amusing Malfoy?" she asked sternly. "I'll have you know that Iris was a very powerful goddess and witch in ancient times.
"Now today we shall be mixing an Ennith Glob potion. So if you'll get into groups of three, we will start," Stuart said.
The classroom became noisy as the students got into groups of three. Once everyone had sat, a student raised his hand. "Professor," he called.
"Yes Mr. Longbottom?" Stuart asked.
"I-I don't have a group to join," Neville said. There were snickers from the Slytherin side of the class.
"Good," Stuart said, glaring at the Slytherins. "You'll be helping me up here. Now, before we begin the lesson, you must put on these robes." Stuart waved her hand and old robes appeared in front of the students. "Also, I do not believe in favoring a certain house. You shall receive points according to your skills in this class," she said.
The fires under the cauldrons started under the cauldrons. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other, relief on their faces. Potions was going to be fun this year.
Thirty minutes later, Stuart walked around the class to check on the potions. When she stopped at Ron, Harry and Hermione's cauldron, she smiled. "You've done very well," she said, stirring the potion. "It is at the right thickness and an almost perfect silver color. Forty points to Gryffindor." Then she walked up to the front of the class. "Miss Granger, turn off the fire and then your group may get the cups we need to store the potion. They are in the closet on the second shelf."
Fifteen minutes later, Potions was dismissed and everyone left with a cup full of the Ennith Glob potion.
"I wonder why Professor Stuart won't tell us what this potion does," Hermione commented.
"It probably just gets rid of warts," Ron said.
"Oh no!" Harry exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.
"I left my school robe in the classroom. I'll see you guys in History of Magic class," Harry said. Then he turned and ran back to the Potions classroom. He was about to run inside, when a familiar voice made his stop. Harry peered around the doorway and was amazed at who was inside the room.
Snape was standing in front of Stuart's desk, looking around. Harry was surprised that Snape would come back to the Potions classroom. Stuart was not at her desk and Harry wondered where she was when Snape spoke.
"Iris, are you here?" he said.
"Severus, what are you doing here?" Stuart asked, coming out of a door that was next to the supply closet.
Harry stared at Stuart, stunned. She had changed from her old, stained robes and into dark blue robes that had long wide sleeves. Harry thought for a moment that she was a goddess from ancient times.
"I." Snape started to say, and then he faltered and tried to speak again. "I wanted to see if I've left anything in here."
Stuart looked around the classroom and spied Harry's robe. She smiled and looked up at the doorway. "Harry, here is your robe. Hurry up or you'll be late for your next class," she said.
"Thank you Professor," Harry said, taking the robe and leaving the classroom. He couldn't wait to tell Ron and Hermione what he had just seen. Why had Snape sounded so nervous while he was talking to Stuart? Harry didn't know, but it was something to ponder.
Chapter Three
The Potions Lesson
Stuart sighed and turned to look at Harry. "I can't answer that now," she said as a large group of students started walking into the class. "I shall talk to you later, though." Harry nodded and Stuart returned to getting the silver cauldrons. "Place them on each stand, Harry," she told him.
Once Harry was done, he sat down with Ron and Hermione.
Stuart then began the lesson. "Good morning students. I am Professor Iris Stuart," she began. Then there was a snort of laughter coming from Malfoy and she turned to him. "What do you find so amusing Malfoy?" she asked sternly. "I'll have you know that Iris was a very powerful goddess and witch in ancient times.
"Now today we shall be mixing an Ennith Glob potion. So if you'll get into groups of three, we will start," Stuart said.
The classroom became noisy as the students got into groups of three. Once everyone had sat, a student raised his hand. "Professor," he called.
"Yes Mr. Longbottom?" Stuart asked.
"I-I don't have a group to join," Neville said. There were snickers from the Slytherin side of the class.
"Good," Stuart said, glaring at the Slytherins. "You'll be helping me up here. Now, before we begin the lesson, you must put on these robes." Stuart waved her hand and old robes appeared in front of the students. "Also, I do not believe in favoring a certain house. You shall receive points according to your skills in this class," she said.
The fires under the cauldrons started under the cauldrons. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other, relief on their faces. Potions was going to be fun this year.
Thirty minutes later, Stuart walked around the class to check on the potions. When she stopped at Ron, Harry and Hermione's cauldron, she smiled. "You've done very well," she said, stirring the potion. "It is at the right thickness and an almost perfect silver color. Forty points to Gryffindor." Then she walked up to the front of the class. "Miss Granger, turn off the fire and then your group may get the cups we need to store the potion. They are in the closet on the second shelf."
Fifteen minutes later, Potions was dismissed and everyone left with a cup full of the Ennith Glob potion.
"I wonder why Professor Stuart won't tell us what this potion does," Hermione commented.
"It probably just gets rid of warts," Ron said.
"Oh no!" Harry exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.
"I left my school robe in the classroom. I'll see you guys in History of Magic class," Harry said. Then he turned and ran back to the Potions classroom. He was about to run inside, when a familiar voice made his stop. Harry peered around the doorway and was amazed at who was inside the room.
Snape was standing in front of Stuart's desk, looking around. Harry was surprised that Snape would come back to the Potions classroom. Stuart was not at her desk and Harry wondered where she was when Snape spoke.
"Iris, are you here?" he said.
"Severus, what are you doing here?" Stuart asked, coming out of a door that was next to the supply closet.
Harry stared at Stuart, stunned. She had changed from her old, stained robes and into dark blue robes that had long wide sleeves. Harry thought for a moment that she was a goddess from ancient times.
"I." Snape started to say, and then he faltered and tried to speak again. "I wanted to see if I've left anything in here."
Stuart looked around the classroom and spied Harry's robe. She smiled and looked up at the doorway. "Harry, here is your robe. Hurry up or you'll be late for your next class," she said.
"Thank you Professor," Harry said, taking the robe and leaving the classroom. He couldn't wait to tell Ron and Hermione what he had just seen. Why had Snape sounded so nervous while he was talking to Stuart? Harry didn't know, but it was something to ponder.