The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"What are you doing! Which little bastard is rampant in the principal's office?" There was a sudden curse from above.

Qianqian was startled, and quickly waved her staff and slowly lowered her airs.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I asked her to try it." Dumbledore smiled wryly and stepped forward to comfort him. He didn't expect that there were so many things in the office, but why he chose this shelf.

Sissy wondered where the sound was coming from, and turned half a circle before she saw the old hat lying on the shelf cursing.At that time, there were a few books in front of it, and Sissy didn't even notice that there was something behind.

The Sorting Hat saw the kid poking his head, and the creases deepened, "It turned out to be you again, little Ravenclaw, and you were the one who interrupted me during the sorting ceremony."

"I'm sorry Senior Hat, I really didn't mean it this time." Sissy felt embarrassed, lowered her head and apologized repeatedly, and couldn't help but peek at the hat's reaction.

"Weird little guy, I'm so right to sort you into Ravenclaw—not to mention that you still have traces of that person on your body." The Sorting Hat sighed, and the expression formed by the folds looked rather strange. profound.

Dumbledore rearranged the Sorting Hat and gave it another look. The hat stopped talking, but looked at Sissy with sympathy.

Sissy felt a little baffled, she thought that maybe the hat was getting old and her brain was a little rusty, so she didn't think about it any more.

"It's much better, now you won't have any problems using it for the time being." Dumbledore said with a smile and relaxed.

Just as Sissy said her thanks, Professor Flitwick looked a little more relaxed, but he was still frowning. He suddenly added something in a shrill voice.

"But you still have to be more careful."

Sissy was puzzled and turned her head to ask for clarification, but Professor Flitwick remained silent, and could only choke out a few words, "Don't get emotional...you should be fine."

Especially the second half of the sentence, the voice is so soft that it is almost inaudible, as if he himself is not so sure.

Dumbledore's eyes were full of traces of time, so deep that it was hard to see what he was thinking.

He walked slowly and said comfortingly: "Flitwick will be fine, she is already 11 years old."

Then he turned to Sissy, bent slightly and said meaningfully: "Every one of us has to learn to control our emotions, and I often do this myself."

"Sadness, anger or regret, but as long as you are firm in your heart, it is enough to generate a lot of wisdom to solve it."

"All of us - your family, your friends, your teachers, can be your inner strength, you are not alone."

Professor Dumbledore's sudden words made Sissy puzzled, and she nodded half-understood.

She rearranged the words in her mind, trying to understand that the starting point of all the words was to keep her from getting emotional.As for what will happen if you say you are too emotional, you can tell from the dignified expressions of the professors that it will never be a good thing.

"I know, I will definitely seek help if I have any questions, and I will never be sad and angry." Sissy replied obediently, showing a bright smile by the way.

Anyway, there is no problem. During the ten years of study career, Qianqian has always had a harmonious relationship with her classmates, and she has the title of "responsive to requests".Just like teaching Phillips English, she usually does not shirk such a favor without reason.

Dumbledore raised his hand to pat Sissy's head in satisfaction, and slipped a candy into her hand as they left.

It has to be said that the long-lasting sweetness in the principal's office, except for the smoke from the silverware, is all due to the various desserts on his table.

"What an old naughty boy." Sissy thought so. Fortunately, Dumbledore is a powerful wizard. Presumably at his advanced age, he doesn't have to worry about high blood sugar and diabetes. It's great that the magic power is strong!

Walking out of the principal's office, the lunch break is almost over, and there will be a History of Magic and Potions class in the afternoon.

As soon as Professor Bincy, who was in charge of teaching the history of magic, floated into the classroom, someone in the crowd let out an exclamation.

Confused, Professor Bincy held the textbook and looked down, only to realize that he only had one leg with him, and the other leg was bouncing up and down the corridor and struggling to catch up.

The single leg fell to the ground without making any sound. The scene was very strange. The students watched the leg jump to the podium in dumbfounded.

Anyway, Professor Bincy is a ghost, even if his body is separated, it will not have any effect.Seeing this, he coughed several times in embarrassment, grabbed the leg he had forgotten, and put it back in full view.

When it was first put on, the leg kicked violently as if in protest, and Professor Bincy flew into the air in an instant, and hammered it several times before the leg finally settled down.

Most of the Ravenclaw ghosts in the tower were quiet and serious, and the children who had never seen this scene couldn't help but gasp.

Qianqian also found it very interesting, and her interest in class was even higher.

It may be that the suggestions made during the adaptation to the course had an effect. This time, Professor Bincy not only buzzed like a bee on the lecture, but also occasionally told a joke to brighten the atmosphere.

It's just that everyone listened to this joke, and the summer heat that hadn't subsided in September was dissipated a lot, and a chill rose up their backs.

Hmm... After all, the professor has tried his best. Although the joke is a bit cold, it is better than listening to the class all the time.Everyone also laughed a few times very cooperatively, and then continued to write down some names and dates mentioned in get out of class.

Memorizing dates and names is something Sissy is not good at. In her view, memorizing these things is meaningless, and there is really no logical law to follow, so she can only memorize them by rote.

She sighed deeply in her heart. After finally getting past Ma Zhe and others in the university, she had to continue to memorize history when she came to Hogwarts, and one head became two bigger.

Fortunately, before coming to school, her mother explained that grades are not important, and the important thing is to learn more practical things.Sissy's thoughts flew back to the little bead that had just melted into her palm.

I'm really curious about what that strange red bead is, after it entered the palm of the hand, the magic power can flow out smoothly.

However, as long as one is distracted in class, the time will "swoosh" very quickly, and the time for potions class finally arrives.

The potion classroom is arranged underground, which is much colder than the main castle building above, giving people the feeling of being in an underground wine cellar.

Large and small glass jars are neatly placed along the walls, in which various specimens are soaked, and some animal specimens look creepy with their mouths open.