The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Sissy returned to the room, opened her robe and looked at her wound, she was much better than a few days ago.

At least it's okay to do some small movements now, and she even wants to go out for a walk, go to Hagrid's, or watch Harry's Quidditch training.

But the professor probably won't agree, he just asked if the wound hurts, so he must be worried.

Forget it, stay here honestly, in fact, this is pretty good, Sissy put away her thoughts of going out, opened the book, and thought about how Snape would test her at night.

Now her study time in a day is far from comparable to before. Except for the six hours of sleeping and a small amount of idle time, the rest, whether it is going to class or self-study, is all used to learn potions.

Not to mention the effect of leaps and bounds, at least the scope of knowledge is much wider.

Now Sissy can form a relatively complete knowledge framework in her mind, which is why Snape took her to other grades.

It's just that, except for potions, she didn't take any of the other courses, and she didn't even read the book once.

"It doesn't seem so good, my partiality is too serious."

Sissy scratched her head. She has been using less of her wand recently. Fortunately, according to Ollivander, her wand is the type of master who likes to work hard, so she doesn't think it will make her feel sad.

"I can't go on like this. When the time comes, I'll recover. When I go back to the class, wouldn't I be ignorant when I'm in other classes?"

In order for Snape to pass the test, other classes must be arranged reasonably. Sissy took out a quill to plan carefully, and divided it into half an hour. If there was more, she was afraid that there would not be enough time for studying potions.

"Hey, I tried my best, Professor Flitwick, in the past half an hour, I have scheduled a full 15 minutes for the Charms class."

Professor Flitwick is her dean, and apart from Snape, he is the teacher who cares most about her without any doubt.

And the prefect once told them that if you go to Flitvina when you are unhappy, he will take out the pocket cake hidden in the iron pipe of the office drawer and let them perform a jive for you.

If you have a chance, you must go and have a look, the cake dance, I have never seen it, Sissy thinks so.

There was no time for her to continue to think about it, and she could only have half an hour free to make up other courses.

Sissy opened "Standard Spells, Elementary", locked the door, and practiced the lock-picking spell like that.

If there is no magic protection on the door lock, or if there is only a locking spell, this spell is the best to use. It is silent and subtle, and will not cause any damage to the door lock.

"Alahoo..."

Before she could finish reading, the door opened silently.

"What are you doing in there?" Snape looked displeased.

Why so fast, Sissy thought the professor would come back later, after all, it's not time to change the dressing yet.

"Professor, I... I am practicing the lock spell."

"Really, should I praise you for your hard work?" Snape squinted at the wand in Sissy's hand, knowing what she said was true.

When it was over, Sissy caught Snape's eyes, obviously dissatisfied with her doing so.

"I'm sorry..." Sissy understood that the professor was already upset, and she tried to explain at this time, making it seem like she was being reasonable, which would be like adding fuel to the flames. Maybe it would be better to admit her mistake directly.

Snape frowned, ignored her, went straight to the desk, and casually flipped through the books on the desk.

"I thought you had already finished reading it, so leisurely." Snape said slowly, his cold eyes made Sissy feel guilty.

Sissy didn't dare to answer, she really didn't finish reading, walked up to the professor with small steps, bowed her head and waited for the reprimand.

Snape glanced at her, and picked up from the table the piece of paper that Sissy had just scribbled down, on which he recorded the arrangements for setting aside half an hour.

"It seems that the task I gave you was too simple." Snape said in a flat tone, "so much so that you can spare time now to do those chores."

"It's not a chore, professor. I'm just afraid that I'll be left behind, and I'll have to make up for other classes." Qianqian said this in her heart, but she didn't dare to speak.

"Let me see, the first item, Charms class, learning the lock-picking spell, 15 minutes."

Snape showed an elusive smile, lifted Sissy's chin, and forced her to look at him: "It seems that you like Charms very much, and you actually arrange half of your time on it."

Sissy didn't have the courage to look directly at Snape like Harry did, especially now, the professor's eyes were not cold as usual, but with a weird smile, Sissy didn't dare to look at it, and hurriedly looked at it. look elsewhere.

"I made a mistake, Professor, and I shouldn't have done other things." Apart from continuing to admit her mistake, Sissy really couldn't think of any other way.

Snape curled his lips: "There's nothing wrong with this. I didn't mean to force you. As I said, you can't learn other things on my private land?"

"No professor, you never said that."

Private space, Sissy bit her lower lip tightly, already regretting that she made such a stupid move under the nose of the professor.

"So, are you blaming me for not allowing you to go to other classes, but you didn't dare to bring it up, so you practiced secretly?" Snape saw that she wanted to lower his head, and pinched Sissy's cheek.

"No, it's not such a professor." Sissy's voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.

"Really?" Snape let go of his hand suddenly, looking at the red mark he had pinched on Sissy's face, his mood seemed to improve a little, but he still wanted to add a few words.

"Or, you can make high-quality potions by yourself, so I don't need to teach you anymore?"

As soon as these words came out, Qianqian's hands and feet were cold, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on her back.

"No—no, I really don't have one, professor. You have taught me a lot. I just want to learn more from you. I have no other ideas, really." Sissy was almost crying, if she knew this , she absolutely dare not do other things without authorization.

"Oh, so, then you did it voluntarily?" Snape's tone finally softened a lot.

"Voluntary, I swear to Merlin!" Sissy seized the opportunity and quickly stated her position.

"Actually, your injury is about to heal. I originally thought that if you don't want to stay, I don't have to stop it. It will just save me dozens of bottles of potion."

"Anyway, even if you don't use my medicine, you can go to the school hospital and stay for a year or so before you can recover."

I have been hospitalized for a year and a half, is this also called getting better?

Qianqian secretly rejoiced when she heard the words, fortunately she corrected the mistake in time, so that she would not be kicked out.

I don't know what the professor is fussing about today. It stands to reason that the last time I was caught fishing, I didn't see the professor so angry.

Sissy's guess was not unreasonable, Snape just wanted to hear the word voluntary from her mouth.