Chapter 57: Fury

Severus Professor Professor Sineipu's mood today was not very good.

That cowardly and timid guy he needed to keep a close eye on,

had been acting increasingly erratic lately.

"Whatever you want to do, you'd better pray not to be caught by me..."

He whispered coldly and turned the corner of the stairs.

At this moment, some small bubbling sounds caught his attention.

No one in Hogwarts was more familiar with this sound than him.

That is the sound of wonderful potions surging and brewing in the cauldron.

But he wasn't in the dungeon, which meant,

the dungeon had been broken into!

He strode across the stone steps like a surging dark cloud, carrying thunder and storms.

"What are you doing!"

He arrived in front of Sean, his tone filled with irrepressible anger.

"Audacious! Utterly ignorant!"

Looking at this cauldron emitting white smoke, looking at these scattered materials, and then looking at the liquid in that crystal bottle...

Didn't he understand what had happened?!

Since he started teaching, he had never seen such an audacious little wizard!

Brewing potions privately?!

Did he think this was some fool-proof course like Astronomy or History of Magic?!

Potions is a precise science, and also a dangerous craft!

Without sufficient level and without supervision, a small mistake is enough to bury a little wizard's life!

They wouldn't even have time to react, let alone save themselves!

Sean's smile froze on his face, and he quickly swallowed all the surging emotions.

He understood that he had triggered a bad ending—Professor Professor Professor Sineipu had returned,

just after he had finished brewing the potion and hadn't had time to clean up and evacuate,

catching him red-handed.

"Heh...

Let me guess, Mr. Green of Ravenclaw thinks he possesses outstanding talent in Potions,

so much so that he doesn't need guidance at all, and believes he can brew a pot of perfect potion..."

Professor Professor Professor Sineipu's voice sounded like a snake flicking its tongue, cold and repressed.

Sean buried his head, not panicking or explaining. He understood Professor Professor Sineipu; explaining is equivalent to suicide, not an exaggeration at all...

"Ah—then let us see his achievements, see what brilliant results he has achieved after that stupid brewing, making him dare to challenge the authority of the Potions field alone like a brainless troll..."

He glared at Sean fiercely.

Sean quickly lowered his head as soon as he looked up.

"Hmph!"

Professor Professor Sineipu sneered, but felt slightly relieved.

At least this guy didn't let the cauldron explode like those brainless trolls in Gryffindor.

His attention quickly focused on the potion; he had to ensure this pot of potion really wouldn't explode.

As for Sean's results?

Did he think Potions was a branch of magic where one could make progress quickly?

Following that messy brewing last time, it was already Merlin's blessing that no accident happened this time.

And looking at this, he was stunned:

A qualified potion, although not excellent at all, had made mind-boggling progress.

"Is this your masterpiece?"

Professor Professor Sineipu stared at Sean viciously.

Sean nodded in response.

"I guess your stirring arc must have been too large, and the heat of the brewing must have been ridiculously bad,

it's just that barely correct material processing allows you to still stand here and talk to me,

what's terrible is that you haven't realized this at all..."

Professor Professor Professor Sineipu watched Sean skip the mockery,

quickly recording the techniques in his words, even the sarcasm slowed down by a beat.

Immediately, his face darkened further, and he roared:

"Get out of the dungeon! Now! Immediately!"

Sean didn't hesitate, quickly collecting the crystal bottle, books, and materials,

and walked out of the dungeon quietly.

No rebuttal, no fear, anger, or any emotion,

only a calm:

"Sorry, Professor Professor Professor Sineipu."

The dark-haired wizard's gloomy face paused slightly. He watched the light in Sean's emerald eyes dim until he disappeared at the end of the corridor.

As the environment became brighter, the warm feeling wrapped around Sean again.

But his mood not only didn't get better, but instead, it was terrible.

He had already successfully brewed the potion, and next, he only needed to practice constantly, and he would be able to solidly master the techniques of Potions,

strengthen his talent in Potions,

and even the panel seemed to have given him good luck:

【Cure for Boils: Unlocked (1/30)】

【An apprentice-level potion brewing can unlock the apprentice-level title in the Potions field.】

The proficiency value of Cure for Boils is 30, and with just one apprentice-level potion brewing, he could unlock the Potions field title.

Everything was getting better,

but it was messed up at the most critical moment.

No one can predict Professor Professor Professor Sineipu's whereabouts; the only known thing is that he needs to teach Potions to little wizards on Mondays and Fridays.

Therefore, Sean had absolutely no way to deal with it. ===== CHAPTER 58 =====