The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"Just one piece, but it's durable." Snape raised his eyes and said slowly, "Are you satisfied?"

It's true... I wear the same suit all year round, at most sometimes I don't wear a robe, and I have an air conditioner on my body.

"Then—would you mind adding a thick cloak?" Sissy looked over expectantly.

"I'm not used to it." Snape turned to her sideways, and answered calmly, "There's no need to do anything extra."

"Okay." Sissy was a little disappointed, maybe she would use some kind of spell to maintain the temperature in the severe winter, anyway, she felt cold when she looked at it, and now she wanted to wear a scarf.

Alas, I have to stare at a piece of clothing for more than ten years.

It has nothing to do with being poor, the potions in this room are worth even if they don't know how much they are worth, and they are just happy, so it is useless to force them.

She had no choice but to shut up, and silently retreated into the room.

The Christmas holiday is not far away, and she always starts to struggle with what to give more than a month in advance, whether it is a birthday gift for a friend or an important holiday gift.

For parents, for the two deans, for my group of naughty roommates, and for Hagrid and Harry...

What a headache, but Christmas is equivalent to the New Year, so I have to pay more attention to it. It would be great if there are some shopping coupons, simple and rude, let them buy them by themselves.

What needs to be worried about most is Professor Snape's side, what about other places, even if the gift is not so suitable, at least it is a gesture of affection, besides, it's over after sending it out, and she has no chance to see whether it is useful or not.

But the professor is different. If you don’t look up and look down all day long, it would be so embarrassing to send it to the wrong person.

Anyway, one month is more than enough time, so think about it.

Let's make some money first, money is not everything, but without money is absolutely impossible.

It always felt weird to use that money in the treasury to give gifts, especially to my parents.

There is a feeling of running from the left pocket to the right pocket, which makes no sense.

There was also the small goal of 100 bottles that he had set when he had to sell Hagrid before, so he had to do what he said.

After working in the classroom all night, Sissy yawned again and again. Looking at the time, it was almost the second day.

At the moment, the table is full of bottles and cans. Fortunately, I cleaned up those sticky things and broken leaves when I was free, otherwise this place is now a disaster scene.

Especially after using the mucus of Flobber caterpillars, if the utensils stained by it are not washed in time, and dried in the utensils, it is not easy to clean them completely with spells.

As long as there is a little residue left, the next production will be ruined.

Sissy forced herself to tidy up. To be honest, she had a lot of time to sit and rest while making potions, and she wasn't tired at all.

What is tiring is the mind, paying attention to the situation in the crucible all the time, analyzing whether the effect of each ingredient has been fully exerted.

"Hey, I can't always make a promise of 100 bottles in the future." Sissy shook her head and reminded herself.

Use the waiting time to take care of two or three crucibles at the same time. If you do this too much, you may lose your hair in the future. The situation of each copy is slightly different. At most, record the consumption data on paper, and keep the rest in your mind. .

When Snape saw her coming back from the outside at this hour, he snorted, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Aren't you too?" Sissy smiled, picked out two bottles of medicine that were still warm, and handed them over as if handing in homework.

"I improved the awakening potion and swelling potion, it's much better than before."

"Well, indeed. Let me see how your flame practice is going."

Sissy curled her lips and felt a little guilty. She practiced it every day. Ever since she was able to pass Transfiguration and the Freezing Curse was barely enough, she began to learn this.

"Professor, I... can't do it well."

Snape glanced at her with a half-smile and didn't answer, just gestured for her to start.

Sissy clenched her wand nervously and took several steps back.

A group of red flames the size of a Quaffle suddenly appeared in mid-air, Sissy bit the bullet and tried to shrink it a little bit, continued to chant the incantation to divide it into two equal parts, and then changed the color of the flames into blue.

These are the basic changes introduced in the book.

Snape stood beside her for a moment, rubbing his chin questioningly.

After such a long time, the fire produced can only be used to burn firewood, and the designation is over.

"It's already turning into flames, why can't the flames be contained?"

"Again."

"Yes..." Sissy panicked. It wasn't a coincidence just now. No matter what she did, it was like that. If she had a few more chances, it wouldn't get better.

Sure enough, it was too tense, it might as well be under control last time.

In a panic, Sissy peeked at Snape's expression, her heart went cold.

After doing this, you still expect the professor to give you a nod?

She bit her lips tightly, her heart pounding, as if she had brought back a failed test paper full of red crosses and asked to sign. At this moment, she looked down at her toes, and her hands and feet gradually became cold.

"I'm sorry..." The voice trembled.

She is not afraid of being blamed, who hasn't been beaten a few times when she grows up.

I'm afraid that if I don't make progress, the professor will be chilled.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I did it too badly - knowing that there is a problem, I still...will not dare in the future."

Why didn't she spend more time practicing? She knew that there was no shortcut, and it wasn't that she couldn't spare the time. Haven't there been fewer people running out and wandering recently?During this period of time, I have been able to keep up with my schoolwork, and I am much more relaxed than before, and I slack off unconsciously.

Snape let out a long breath, he didn't say anything, he was about to cry.

"All right."

"Maybe it's not entirely your problem," he didn't want to say at first, after all, this aspect really needs more practice. "Your wand is too assertive."

Sissy regained her strength, her wand was already in Snape's hands at some point, obviously he had been playing with it for a while.

"The laurel wood and the phoenix tail feathers all have individuality. Even if you are its owner and the fit is not enough, it will still have its own opinions and will not be used by you."

Qian Qian stared blankly at the professor, as if she had found a glimmer of hope again.

"Now that you know the reason, let's practice hard." Snape observed her expression, she should understand why she was dumbfounded.

"Yes, I will step up to practice. You... don't be angry, okay..." Sissy replied intermittently.

"I'm not angry, go to bed." Snape urged helplessly.

What made her feel angry?He is bold when he should be afraid, but he can tremble nervously when he has a small problem. This child's brain circuit is not unusual.

"Yes, I'll go right away, and I'll practice when I get up in the morning." Sissy was stunned, remembering that she had promised to go to Hagner.

It's really too slack, she brought up this just because she wanted to play the bird, it's nothing important.

"Teacher...Professor, I will go to Hagrid tomorrow, and I promise to come back soon so that I don't miss practice."

"It's okay, let's go, when will you not be allowed to go?"