Now comes the Potions lesson.
Why did they choose a room in the dungeons for that?
I sit next to Hermione and Harry, looking at my textbook.
Actually, that's not my thing, Bev is the one of us who's more interested in potions. I'm more interested in the Flighing lessons and Transfiguration. Most of all, I'm looking forward to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
What will we learn there?

As Professor Snape enters the room, I lay the book aside.
He begins to read the nameslist and pauses at Harry's name.
Then he continues.
>>Ah, Mr. Potter.
Our new celebrity<< he says contemptuously, silently I hear Draco's laugh.
He reads the remaining names and then looks at us.

>>There'll be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class.
As I expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art after this potion making<< he says.
I already know that he won't be my favorite teacher here.
Now he talks about the beauty of the cauldron, which we will probably never learn to see. Okay, just think so.

>>I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses.
I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death<< he explains.

While everyone just sits there silently, he suddenly calls Harry up.
>>What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodil to an infusion of wormwood?<< he asks.
Harry just says that he doesn't know. How should he?
He grew up with Muggles.

Now Snape asks where he would look if he had to find a bezoar.
As earlier, Harry doesn't know the answer. Again you can hear a soft laugh, this time Bev's among them.

He then bullies him more and more.
Now Harry finally fights back and asks why he can't even ask Hermione, who's raising her hand the whole time.
As the result, some of us, including myself, can't help laughing.
Seems like that's not what Snape expected.
Angrily, he answer Harry every of his own tasks and then demands us to write everything down.

Then it's time to brew potions, today it's a potion against boils. But nobody seems to do it right, except Draco and Bev.
Suddenly everything goes down as Neville Longbottom destroys another student's cauldron. We jump on our chairs looking to protect us, as Neville lies on the ground, because he got the potion on himself.

The Professor drops the spilled potion and tells Seamus to bring Neville to the hospital wing.
Now, Snape stops by Harry again and accuses him of deliberately concealing Neville from the fact that there was something wrong and takes another point from Gryffindor.
How can someone be so mean?
It wasn't even Harry's fault.

An hour later we walk up the stairs again.
>>Don't worry 'bout it, he'll always takes points from my brothers<< Ron says.
As they walk to Hagrid I explore the castle alone. At least a part of it. Visiting all of it in one day is hardly possible.

After a while I sit down and start thinking.
Why does he do that?
Would he have done that to me, too?
Why does he always praise Bev and Draco like that?
Just because they are Slytherins?
>>Are you okay?<< I hear and turn around. Hermione suddenly stands there with a set of books in her hands.
>>I'm fine<< I say.
>>Come on, let's go and learn for the next lesson, so we don't lose more points<< she says, I follo her slowly.
Hopefully the next hour will be better.