Hogwarts Archmage

Maybe it was because his sleeping position on the sofa was not very good. When he woke up, Ma En always felt a headache and felt very tired, as if he had done physical labor for several hours.

Esther was preparing lunch in the kitchen. The cat ran away at some point, but I guess it was uncomfortable being pressed by her arm, so it was normal for it to run away.

"Marn~ wake up, it's time to eat~" Esther's voice came from the dining room. The dining room and the kitchen were connected together, separated by a wall, and could not see outside.

He stood up and stretched. His whole body felt a little sore and numb, and he couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan.

"Marn? Are you awake?" Esther's footsteps gradually approached the restaurant door.

"Here we go...wait a moment, I'm going to wash my face."

Ma En stood there and shook his somewhat dazed head to wake him up. He wandered to the bathroom and wiped his face. After wiping it, he walked to the restaurant. There were only a few simple dishes on the table, but there were no meat or vegetable dishes. The combination is very reasonable and the colors look pretty enough.

"What about Hermione?"

"I don't know. Margaery and I came back not long after we were busy. I didn't bother you since you were sleeping. I haven't seen her come back since."

"Margaery didn't come?"

"She went back and said that Professor Snape came to her with something urgent."

"Forget it, then... let's eat?"

"Have a meal."

Thirty and Rupert chased each other from the door of the restaurant and "rolled" under the dining table.

These two cats are a bit strange. They eat the cat food without missing a beat, but when everyone is eating, they always want to come over and eat some. At first, Ma En was afraid that they would eat up their stomachs. Later, they kept barking and made Ma En I couldn't stand it anymore, so I tried to feed them a little. After I found that everything was fine, I would feed them some every time I ate at the black tea house.

After eating, he put all the tableware into the cupboard and let them clean themselves. When he came back after washing his hands, Esther had already wiped the table.

Ma En sat at the table and poured a cup of black tea for both of them. He raised his own cup and took a sip. The tea soup at a suitable temperature slid down his mouth and into his stomach. He couldn't help but sigh, this is life.

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After Esther left, Margery suddenly collapsed on the ground. She tried to support the ground with her hands and tried to sit up, but failed every time.

"Eighteen...Eighteen...come here..." she called softly. Eighteen was an owl, the one that Ma En often borrowed to send letters. It was about the same height as a sparrow and weighed more than a tennis ball. Lighter, unable to carry heavy objects but flexible enough.

The little owl standing on the shelf heard her call, flew in front of her, and jumped anxiously, making its own unique "no~no~" sound.

Margery felt that her strength was getting weaker and weaker, and her vision was a little blurry. She raised her finger with difficulty and pointed at the wand she had placed on the workbench not far away.

Shiba was very smart. He glanced back at the workbench, flew over and grabbed the wand.

Margaery squeezed the wand hard and waved it lightly at a piece of paper on the workbench. A few lines of writing appeared on the paper. She used her last bit of strength to say: "Give it to Professor Snape, quickly..."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Eighteen touched Margaery's face twice with his beak. After finding that his master had no reaction, he turned around and flew to the workbench, grabbed the piece of paper and rushed out of the exhaust device towards Snape. In the direction of the office, he was flapping his wings crazily all the way.

The weather was very cold, and Snape's windows were closed tightly. It didn't bother to stop knocking on the windows, and huddled up. After smashing the glass, it hit Snape's desk together with the glass shards.

Snape was adjusting the formula of a potion when he heard a voice coming from behind him. He turned around and saw the bloody Shiba scratched by glass stubble. He carefully took it out of the pile of glass. He took out the letter in its paws and asked the students who were helping in the office to send it for treatment quickly, while he opened the piece of paper:

[Professor, I have some physical problems in the workshop by the Black Lake. Please come and see me. Please don't let Ma En find out. 】

Snape frowned, and rarely picked up a broom. A minute later, the broom landed at the door of the potions workshop.

He first used a silent spell, and then opened the door of the workshop. After looking around for a while, he saw Margaery lying on the ground.

He took off the robe behind him and wrapped the girl on the floor, and placed her on the bed in the only simple bedroom in the workshop. He opened her eyes to check, then walked out of the bedroom, selected materials from the shelves outside, and lit the fixed furnace. Start brewing the potion.

About a quarter of an hour later, he put a test tube into Margery's throat and poured a dose of medicine to replenish her blood and energy.

"Cough...cough..." Margaery slowly opened her eyes.

"professor…"

"Have you finished your first medicinal ingredient?"

"Yes, the blood from the organs of a loved one when he was tortured, the colored blood mixed with his own soul energy."

"What color is he?"

"sky blue."

"What a naive fellow."

"Yes, he has always been very naive, and he always thought that people in this world are as innocent as they appear."

"What about you? What color are you?"

Margaery was stunned for a moment, then corrected with a strange expression on her face: "Professor, we ordinary wizards don't have enough soul energy to soak in the blood of our loved ones..."

"It's not enough for dyeing, but it doesn't mean I don't know the color. I know your color now."

"what colour?"

"White."

Although Margaery was very weak, she couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this, "Professor Snape, others don't understand me. It's impossible for you to understand me. How could you think that I am a pure-hearted person?"

"No, I mean your brain is white."

"This...I don't understand a bit."

“The mind is empty and the nature is pure and flawless.”

"Are you calling me stupid?"

"It seems like it's not that clear."

"..."

"Have a good rest. Don't worry about your classes next week. You don't go to class much anyway. I will borrow a house elf from the kitchen to take care of your diet."

"professor……"

"what happened?"

"thanks…"

"Now that you have started, you will not stop. If you sincerely want to express your gratitude to me, then be fully prepared before starting work. I don't want to clean up the mess every time."

After saying that, he got up and left here. Before leaving, he took out all the information from the line where the blood ran on the ground and threw it into the fixed fire that was not extinguished.