The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

The surrounding area was silent, only Pan Xi was writhing in pain on the ground, wailing loudly.

"Pansy Parkinson, intentionally attacked our school students, locked up and awaiting punishment." Snape hurriedly dropped a sentence, turned around and was about to leave.

"Professor, would you like to take a look again, she...she seems to be seriously injured." The students at the side reminded tremblingly.

"Then take them to the hospital first and then put them in confinement. Are your heads covered with Achnatherum splendens?"

Snape was already very impatient, and had just allowed Sissy to resume classes on the first day, when something happened.

It wasn't long before he was out of his sight, yet someone dared to hurt Sissi and pushed her down the stairs.

Back in the office, Snape took out the medicinal materials from the storage room to prepare the anti-swelling agent, and there happened to be no ready stock in the glass bottle.

Of course, there are detumescence potions in the school hospital, but for Snape, it's better for him to prepare it, so there is no need to go to the hospital.

"Wait for me, it will be fine soon."

Sissy sat quietly at the side, watching the movements of the professor's hands intently.

It is completely easy to come by, and there is no need to deliberately radiate magic power like Qian Qian to feel it, as if the moment you pick up the medicinal material at will, the medicinal properties are already clear in your heart.

Not long after, the charming smoke and fragrance diffused in the stone room. Just by smelling it, Sissy had the illusion that the medicine had already taken effect on her.

She stood up and looked into the cauldron, the warm and soft breath rushed towards her face.

"The feet are swollen and still moving around, sit back." Snape frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

Snape scooped some medicine from the crucible, placed it in a clean flat glass vessel, and blew on it again, the temperature dropped quickly.

Then he took a drop of medicine and dripped it on his wrist. It felt slightly warm, which was close to body temperature.

Sissy showed her ankle and watched as the professor gently applied the potion evenly, and even applied a lot on the surrounding parts that were not swollen.

A warm feeling came from the ankle, and the swelling and pain were instantly washed away.

"Professor," Sissy said softly with a sore nose, "I'm always... always making trouble."

"It's not your fault at all!" Snape slammed the potion in his hand on the table.

"But, professor, I've already cut her like that. Although Madam Pomfrey should be cured soon, according to the school rules, I'm sure..."

"Why? I absolutely, will not allow you to be punished." Snape pressed his hand on the table with a terrified expression.

"This matter will spread quickly, Professor, if you don't punish me, the parents will join forces to put pressure on the school if you don't punish me, which is not good for you."

Whether it's going to the Forbidden Forest or Filch's to sort out the files, as long as she doesn't get fired, Sissy thinks it's easy to accept, and any punishment is fine, and there's no need to make a big deal out of it.

Snape was a little surprised when he heard Sissy say this, "This is not something you need to worry about, don't go this afternoon, I shouldn't have allowed you to leave my sight."

Sissy nodded, "Professor, the time has passed, let's go to class."

"Yeah." Snape walked towards the classroom, looked back worriedly, and made sure Sissy was following behind.

The students waiting in the classroom were discussing in low voices. Seeing the professor come in suddenly, they immediately shut their mouths and bowed their heads.

Some of them came early and saw the previous scene. Even though they had already seen Snape's partiality in class, they still found it unbelievable.

Snape glanced around for a week with anger, and then started to lecture. To make up for the late time, he spoke faster, and the students who were taking notes below flew into the air.

Ah, that's what it feels like!

Qianqian also put all her energy into writing and writing quickly, and her mind was running at a high speed.

There is no way, this feeling will be addictive. During the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall considered that the speed of most students would often stop. The anxious Sissy felt itchy in her heart, and she couldn't restrain the impulse in her hands. She wanted to repeat what she just said Copy it several times.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students left one after another after Sissy also walked out of the classroom.

"You can't be judged by appearances. That little girl's attack was terrible. Why didn't the Sorting Hat think of sorting her into Slytherin?"

"You see, even so, the professor still took her to class as usual, without even scolding her."

Qian Qian hadn't gone far, she heard it clearly in her ears, and she was even more anxious in her heart.

"Professor!" Sissy shouted as soon as she entered the door, "Hurry up, punish me, I'm ready."

Snape gave her a strange look, and continued to work on grading the mountain of homework at hand.

"Are you a professor, or am I a professor? I'm getting bolder." He replied without raising his head.

Sissy is impatient, how can it be so difficult to ask for a punishment?

"Professor, Professor Snape, please!"

Keren just ignored her.

Cici didn't have the mood to go back to the room to read, so she simply moved a stool and sat beside her, interrupting the professor's work progress from time to time.

The office door rang three times before being opened directly.

"Professor Dumbledore." Sissy looked up when she heard the sound, her heart suddenly turned cold.

It's over, it's already at the door.

Dumbledore closed the door, raised his eyebrows when he saw the scene in front of him, and said slowly: "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Snape put down his pen, straightened his body, and said coldly, "Indeed."

"For such a trivial matter, I bothered you to come to me in person, Professor Dumbledore." Snape stood up and walked forward.

"Oh, Severus, I didn't come to trouble you."

"Just from the manager's point of view, I really hope that you can give a symbolic punishment. This is just a statement, and there is no need to be too serious."

Dumbledore persuaded earnestly.

"She's the victim, no need." Snape rolled his eyelids.

"Going to the doorman to help sort out the letters, or help Mrs. Pince sort out the books, it's all reasonable, think about it." Dumbledore has already made a big concession.

"Professor Dumbledore, I think I have to remind you of one thing," Snape said with a gloomy face, "On this matter, only a few of us know that the rumors are false, and the students outside don't know this .”

Dumbledore understood what Snape meant and didn't speak.

"Knowing that doing so would most likely kill Eugenie, that bastard still pushed her downstairs. Didn't he want to kill her?"

"You didn't turn her away to Azkaban, but came to ask me to punish Eugenie?"

Snape got more and more excited.

"Severus, calm down, you know that's impossible, I've already notified Parkinson's family, and I'll advise them to transfer schools."

Snape snorted disdainfully, "Even if she shyly wants to stay, I can't possibly let her pass."

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

"Punish me to clean the cauldron!" Sissy waited for a while, and took the opportunity to interject.

Perhaps it was easier for Snape to accept this way, after all, in his classroom, and in front of Dumbledore, he should not directly refuse as before.

Dumbledore looked at Sissy gently, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Your precious students have proposed it themselves, I think it's decided like this."

Sissy stared at Snape equally expectantly.

Snape lowered his head and glanced at Sissy, with a hint of resentment, "I want you to talk more."

"Ahem, that's the decision, Eugenie, the punishment is mainly for all students to see, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, Professor Dumbledore, it must be done!" Sissy nodded vigorously.