Spell Players at Hogwarts

"Merlin, his seventh uncle's fourth uncle, what is going on?" Madam Pomfrey looked a little dull. There were more than thirty people, and even St. Mungo's didn't have such a big one-time project.

I'm a good guy when I step on the horse (second tone)?

"Beast Madam Pomfrey!"

"The cauldron exploded in Potions class.!"

"Professor Snape was shot in the head."

"The scabies medicine gave us scabies..."

"Fortunately, Lynch's potion was successful!"

"But Professor Snape and the two of them were at the center of the explosion..."

"Professor Snape fainted..."

In the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey patiently took out the burn ointment and carefully wiped the burn marks on the young wizards.

In the words of several cute little witches asking whether there would be any scars, Madam Pomfrey also roughly understood the cause and effect of the entire incident.

Overall, this is an all-too-common Potions teaching accident. Every year, several freshmen are sent to the school hospital by Professor Snape because they do not follow the regulations.

But this time, not only the little wizard, but everyone present in the Potions classroom was spared, and even Professor Snape fainted.

Ah this...

It doesn't make sense, Potions is not cursed, and...how do you boil the potion to treat scabies?

Did those two children pour a lot of nitroglycerin into the crucible?

"Madam Pomfrey, I have distributed my scabies medicine to everyone, but please check it here."

When it was Lynch's turn, Madam Pomfrey took the red-marked back of her hand and gently applied the ointment on it. She felt the slow coolness spreading on the back of her hand, the comfort embedded in the skin...

It’s great not to have to be fed shit!

"It's okay, kid, your potion works better."

Madam Pomfrey recognized the little wizard who had come to the campus hospital three times a week to report. Except for the first time for self-defense, the next two times he sent professors here.

"Thank you for your hard work, kid."

"One more thing, Madam Pomfrey." Lynch paused, "Because there were too many corrosive substances in the hair of the three of them, so I removed their hair when cleaning..."

Looking at the three braised eggs lying neatly on the bed, these are probably Merlin's gifts, right?

As a strong man, why would he need such a thing as hair?

"It's okay, kid. This saves me a lot of trouble. If it were me, I would do the same." Madam Pomfrey rubbed Lynch's head distressedly.

Such a well-behaved and lovely child should be treated like this?

What happened to the education at Hogwarts that even Professor Snape, who had been working for ten years, would make such a mistake?

In the end, it was up to a child to finish the job?

Is Hogwarts really dead?

Recalling the New York Times report not long ago, some people originally boasted that Ilvermorny would become the number one school in the world. Although the scandal was exposed, what about the competitor Hogwarts?

Look at the level of professors at Hogwarts?

Is it possible...

(Yes, it’s me Beauxbatons! Hibiscus akimbo!)

(If Karkaroff has something to say, how about waiting until he is taller than Maxim and can speak again?)

"That's not Madam Pomfrey." Lynch said quickly, "It's mainly Marietta. You know, she is a little girl. Professor Snape and Cormac don't care, but for a little girl to be like this If she does, she will never be able to hold her head up."

Lynch said seriously. When he thought of Marietta always following Qiu, and Qiu being his little follower every day, if he always followed Ming Ming's bald head, Lynch was afraid that he would not be able to help...laughing out loud.

"What a gentle child." Madam Pomfrey rubbed Lynch's head. "Don't worry, little gentleman, this is not too difficult for me. As for those two..."

As she spoke, Madam Pomfrey straightened up and looked at the bed next to Professor Nutt.

"Let the two of them figure it out on their own. Someone must remember this lesson."

"Ah, this...isn't quite..."

"It doesn't matter, they don't dare to say anything." Madam Pomfrey said domineeringly, "I have long been displeased with Snape's greasy hair. This is just right. As a Hogwarts professor, I still have to look at Snape's greasy hair all day long. You made yourself look like this!"

Madam Pomfrey did not continue. Of course, what was there to say about things that had already been decided?

Everything is the choice of Steins;Gate!

Thanks to Merlin’s little niece!

After a few more minutes, the most important person in Hogwarts finally came to the small school doctor's office.

As the principal of Hogwarts, Professor Nutt only had two people that time and could only let Professor McGonagall handle it, but this time it was the entire first grade of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, and one of them lost one The conscious Slytherin Head of House.

According to the description of the portrait, it was said that Snape exploded and the entire Hogwarts freshmen were wiped out. Dumbledore even wondered if Tom had left the mountain early and caused a terror to Hogwarts through unknown means. Attack?

Is this still available?

Five minutes later, a pale-haired old wizard burst into the school doctor's office panting, "Severus... how is he?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore?" Madam Pomfrey tried her best to sound surprised, but the white eyes still confirmed Madam Pomfrey's special status.

The true top ruler of Hogwarts!

"I heard that the Potions classroom was terrorized... maybe there was some minor accident, right?"

After noticing all the little wizards looking at him in surprise, Dumbledore had to take a breath before speaking again.

"Where is Severus and what is going on?"

"That's the kind of professor you are!"

The little wizards repeated what had happened before. Although it was a bit outrageous and showed a decline in the quality of teaching, it... was not a big problem.

"Where is Severus?"

"Right here, Professor Dumbledore." Lynch kindly pointed to the bald head lying on the bed. Visible to the naked eye, Dumbledore's expression suddenly became subtle.

What a wild Snape!

Or the bald version?

This is completely inconsistent with Severus's image of bitterness and hatred that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"It seems that our Potions Professor may not be able to teach for the time being, but... it shouldn't delay the next class."

Dumbledore said happily, "How about it, Severus, can you still speak?"

Looking at Professor Snape's red and swollen throat, what the hell, Professor Snape is actually pretending to sleep there?

Fortunately, I didn’t say anything bad about him!