The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

After these few classes, many people saw Sissy being punished to clean the cauldron.

It's just that every time a few people are arrested and punished together for various reasons, anyway, the reason, but any discerning student knows it well.

But Snape didn't deduct their house's points because of this, and it's not easy for them to discuss anything.

After finishing brushing the cauldron, Sissy could only smile awkwardly at the innocent and implicated seniors, quickly counted the homework, picked it up and hurried away.

"Tsk, put away the things on the ground first." Snape ordered, frowning.

"Profess now, these have been collected."

Sissy quickly put the homework in her hand on the table and put it aside neatly. She is very skilled in performing the duty of a class representative.

After finishing these, she grabbed the packs of medicinal materials on the ground and stuffed them into the bag.

"Professor, you said you want to teach me how to tidy them up." Sissy felt a little disappointed after tidying up, and she was quite looking forward to it.

"Why, does it seem necessary for me to deceive you?"

Sissy shook her head again and again.

"You must have forgotten that you once promised me to learn spells well. Of course, I don't mean the little tricks you learned in the spell class."

Sissy's eyes lit up when she heard this, "No, professor, I'm looking forward to it."

"Then, professor, why don't I go to practice in the classroom, here is full of potions, I'm afraid that if I knock over a few..." Sissy looked at the bottles and jars all around with apprehension.

"Well, if you want to deal with those overwhelmed bastards, I can teach you how to hang them upside down from the ceiling."

"Professor," Sissy took out her wand, "I may not be able to..."

Snape took the wand and looked at it carefully, "Laurel, it's a pity, you have friends like Weasley and the others, but you choose this wand."

"Mr. Ollivander says the wand chooses the wizard, Professor, and I don't think I can use mischievous spells."

"Don't worry about that, you'll be fine without those spells, your wand just won't do something dishonorable."

Snape returned the wand to Sissy, with an elusive smile on his face, "But this doesn't affect your ability to cast very powerful spells with it, including many black magics, even—the death curse."

Qianqian was stunned, isn't she, is she going to ask someone to kill her when she comes up?

"Professor, I think I'd better learn something simpler first." Sissy replied tremblingly. She had thought about whether she could use black magic, but after all, she could use even such vicious ones as the Death Curse, and so could many others.

If Professor Flitwick came to teach, Sissy didn't need to worry about this, but Dumbledore was so relieved to let Snape teach.

God knows what strange things he will teach Sissy after researching so many spells.

"Professor, why don't you use the Disarming Curse? I think it's very useful. After all, without a wand, most wizards can't fight back."

Sissy hurriedly spoke, if Snape was to decide, it was really uncertain what it would be.

"Alright." Snape swept aside the desks in the classroom to make a space.

Sissy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Watch how I do it."

Snape swung his wand quickly, and a blinding red light flashed and hit the wall.

Sissy did it again, but to be honest, the professor's movements were too fast, and she didn't have time to see the details clearly.

"Professor, can you demonstrate it a little slower." Sissy made gestures, always feeling awkward, and the movements and incantations did not cooperate well.

"It's okay, take your time for the first practice."

With rare patience, Snape walked around to Sissy's side and taught her hand in hand.

"Swipe straight like this, yes, when turning, you need to use the strength of your arm to quickly drive it down, so that it is practical."

"Professor, I hope you don't mind. I just want to ask a question." Sissy hesitated to speak.

"Well, it's okay, tell me."

"Professor Flitwick asked us to turn our wrists in the Charms class, especially the upper arm, which requires little effort. I wonder why the Disarming Charm is different from those?"

Sissy looked at Snape with some concern. After all, the professor had had a quarrel with Flitwick before to keep her, and she was afraid that asking her would offend the professor, but she wanted to find out the reason.

"Well, you've learned too little now. In the Charms class, the spell gestures such as the Levitation Charm and the Unlocking Charm have circular arcs. It's most suitable to use the wrist flexibly. This is what Flitwick taught."

"But Sissy, many offensive spells have no arc, this is also to be able to be issued faster when used, who doesn't want to knock down the opponent faster."

Sissy nodded earnestly, and continued to practice as she did.

"By the way, a little straighter and a little faster, dilly-dally cast spells won't have any effect when you're in danger."

Sissy gradually found the feeling. After many repetitions, the movements of her hands almost became muscle memory, so she didn't need to think about it. She gathered the magic power and then threw it out with all her strength. It was almost the same feeling.

"Not bad." Snape was finally satisfied, and nodded slightly.

"Sissy, have you seen how wizards fight against each other?" He asked suddenly.

"Ah? I haven't seen it, but I know a little bit." Sissy paused, horrified in her heart, "Professor, don't you want me to..."

"I won't kill you, but don't expect me to be too polite." Snape's expression became more serious when he said this.

"Also, the Disarming Curse can not only target the wand, as long as it hits, anything in your hand can be knocked into the air."

"Even if the power is strong enough, it can aim at the opponent's body and knock him into the air. Therefore, you must go all out."

Qianqian subconsciously turned her head to look at the stone wall behind her, and if she was knocked into the air later, she would probably faint immediately if she hit it.

"Professor, I," Sissy saw that Snape's eyes didn't look like she was joking with her, "is it too late for me to admit defeat now, I can't possibly win..."

Before she could finish speaking, a red light flashed, Sissy felt hurt as if hit by a stone, the wand slipped out uncontrollably and fell into the professor's hand.

"What am I teaching you for? When you are in danger, like now, just admit defeat!" Snape yelled at Sissy fiercely.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Sissy took a breath, her eyes became firmer.

"Yes, you must have such a look," Snape said solemnly as he stuffed the wand back into Sissy's hand, "The wand is your weapon, and now you lose it, and you will fight with the slaughtered ones." Muggles make no difference."

"Are you ready?"

Sissy clenched her wand tightly, "I'm ready."