The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Eugenie held the rope holding the hostage between her little finger and ring finger, and gently wiped away the blood on Libo's beak and paws, which of course came from the other.

Seeing how weak the other one was, he was seriously injured, and his wings were not in good condition and might have been broken. She asked with a little apology, "Whose owl did he fight with?"

Just not Hedwig.

"Oh, this is Hortense. You saw her in the cabin. She is about the same age as Hedwig. She is a young and beautiful little guy who often comes to my place for food." Hagrid took the hand she raised above her head. Healing medicine, try not to crush this little bottle.

Eugenie turned Libo over and checked again, "Whose family does Hortense belong to? I should apologize to her owner and include some healing potions."

It was clear who was seriously injured. There was a fight between the pets and the other was seriously injured. As the owner, she needed to take the initiative to offer some compensation as an apology.

The strange thing is that the owl messenger can actually fight. The relationship between them is more like colleagues from two unrelated departments, and conflicts are usually impossible.

Libo was pecking her hand anxiously.

"Don't make trouble yet." Eugenie pushed its head back into her arms and rubbed it gently.

Hagrid held another snowy owl with one hand, patted his head in frustration and thought for a while. He forgot the name of the owner of this owl, and his memory was not very good.

"It seems, hiss - it seems to be someone called Grace. Her owl often comes to my hut as a guest, but she rarely comes herself. She thinks the smell in my house is too strong - no wonder, she is dressed up beautifully. I definitely don’t want to get my smell all over my place. I have raised a lot of chickens recently - well, a few roosters died inexplicably more than two months ago. I still don’t know who did it. It doesn’t look like they were bitten by animals - "

The rooster was killed by Ginny on Halloween when she was manipulated by Riddle's diary.

Seeing Hagrid's rough hands and feet, Eugenie raised her hands to signal him to put Hortense down and let her heal her injuries. At the same time, she was confused, "Grace? Miss Grace likes small animals very much. As far as I know She doesn’t mind the smell of cock rings, is she, blond, blue-eyed, tall and thin?”

Hagrid bent down with great effort, his heavy clothes squeezed into big folds around his waist, arrow clusters clattered, and there was something quite heavy in his backpack.

Hagrid shook his head and tried his best to remember, "No, no, a little one about the same height as you, oh yes, with white hair."

Eugenie had just let Libo stand on her shoulders and was about to catch Hortense and hold her in her arms. When she heard these words, her arms suddenly froze in mid-air and stopped stretching forward. Hagrid almost hurt the injured man without stopping his movements. The bird was thrown into the snow.

"You're probably not talking about Miss Ivy Margulies, are you, Hagrid?" She paused, but decided to catch the half-blooded owl.

Hagrid slapped the back of his head hard, "Yes, yes, that's the name. Oh, this name is really hard to remember. If she doesn't mind the smell in the hut and can come and drink a few more cups of tea to talk with me, maybe I will I can remember it.”

Libo gently pecked her ear with his beak. The owl in his arms was struggling feebly, and its wings were even more misaligned.

Eugenie turned to look into his yellow eyes, a knowing smile on her lips.

Good job, well done.

She made eye contact with Libo for a while, then lowered her head to look at the one she was holding. "Hagrid, I think this one is in very bad condition. It can't be cured by just using white essence." Eugenie stood up seriously. He pointed to the place where the wing was broken, "I'll take it back and treat it properly."

It is impossible to treat it well. The bird may be a good bird, but it is a pity that it has the wrong owner.

"Oh, that's great. I can only heal like a Hippogriff, an owl is so small." Hagrid helplessly opened his broad palm that could crush the owl's skull with just a touch. , "I'm worried that if I use a little more force, it will--"

The snowy owl is not small among owls, but it is far from comparable to the hybrid giant.

Hagrid smiled very awkwardly. Yesterday when he was catching a chicken, he accidentally broke the neck of one. He didn't even hear the clicking sound. As soon as he let go, the chicken that just wanted to escape fell limply to the ground. I can only pluck the hair and eat roast chicken with dinner.

"Leave it to me." Eugenie gave a reassuring smile, and her hand quietly pressed hard on the owl that was trying to break free from her.

Hagrid pointed to his back, probably referring to the things in the backpack, "Then I'm leaving. I have to send a few giant grubs to Aragog - you know, that Acromantula is up. At his age, I worry about whether he will be hungry.”

"Yeah, thank you for finding them in time, Hagrid." Eugenie said sincerely.

Hagrid didn't ask her what she was doing in the Forbidden Forest. She left big and deep footprints on the ground and walked into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Eugenie was heading in the opposite direction to Hagrid, with the hostage floating behind her and her domestic bird in her hand.

She walked towards the castle. Libo stood on her shoulders and looked down at the defeated party. He smacked his lips and closed his eyes halfway, expressing his disdain with two semicircles.

Eugenie walked a few steps and turned to her proud little guy and asked, "Has Hortense seen me and her master?"

Libo nuzzled her cheek lovingly.

Snowy owls fly silently and their feathers have a special structure.

"You saw it was trying to tell the truth, so you knocked it down."

Then the sound of animal fighting heard before dragging Margulis into the illusion was most likely made by the two of them.

Libo let out a chirp of pleasure.

"We won a great victory, Libo, thanks to you."

Extracurricular activities were held in the greenhouse. Eugenie avoided the crowds there, but she never expected that the courtyard with the small fountain was also filled with people.

Pink bubbles filled with strawberry-flavored smoke billow out of the fountain and float everywhere.

The fountain had been modified with foaming agents. If she looked closer, she would find that the clear water in the fountain had now turned into a thick, syrupy liquid. It was very difficult to spray, and a small drum was applied to the nozzle. The wind curse forced the fountain to blow out many pink bubbles with sweet fragrance.

Eugenie quickly led the hostages and evacuated to a nearby secret passage. Before removing a fire dragon painting that covered the secret passage, she heard Fred loudly promoting their new invention-a prank sticker from a distance.

She didn't have time to hear the specific function of the sticker, so she put the hostage away under her arm and hurriedly entered the dark secret passage.