The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"After the despicable and disgusting cheating behavior just now—" Jordan continued to explain without anyone else, causing boos from some stands.

"Jordan, I warn you." Even if Professor McGonagall agrees with him, he cannot be allowed to openly provoke disputes.

"Well, the Slytherin captain almost ran over the Gryffindor Seeker to death, nothing surprising, it's their usual style... The game continued as if nothing had happened."

"My God, what happened to Harry's broom?"

The people in the stands looked up in unison.

The broom suddenly lost control, rushed vertically into the sky, and then slammed it like a fly swatter. Harry managed to grab the handle of the broom with one hand. Fortunately, the broom stopped for a while, and his body was hanging precariously in the sky. .

Such a high place, once fell, it would be polite to say that it would be a meatloaf, Sissy broke into a cold sweat, even though she knew Harry would be fine.

After calming down, it took only a few breaths, the broomstick rolled and trembled like a madman, Harry's body hung helplessly in the air and was thrown back and forth.

The people in the stands also forgot about the game and stared at the sky holding their breath in horror.

"Did Flint break Harry's broom?"

"It's absolutely impossible. Apart from black magic, nothing can make a broomstick look like this. It's not something a fifth-year student can do." Hagrid's voice trembled.

"Dark magic? What to do, he won't last long." Ron slumped on the ground with a face ashamed.

"It's not something a fifth grade student can do..." Hermione panted anxiously, raising her binoculars to search the crowd.

"It's Snape! He must be casting a jinx as he stares unblinkingly at Harry's mouth."

Sissy grabbed Hagrid's binoculars, looked at it for a while and then shouted: "Quirrell, he did the same thing, they were casting spells on Harry at the same time."

"Both of them want to kill Harry!" Ron was so frightened that his face turned pale. Two adult wizards who could use black magic attacked Harry. Could Harry still survive?

"I don't think that's the case. One of them must be chanting a jinx and the other is chanting an uncurse, or Harry would have fallen."

"Then what to do, they don't look like good people."

"Let's go together Hermione, find a way to interrupt them." Sissy pulled Hermione and left.

Anyway, they certainly wouldn't want to believe that Snape would save someone, he usually hated Harry so much.

Besides, my own existence will inevitably cause some variables, so there is no need to gamble on whether Hermione will accidentally knock Quirrell down this time.

"Sissy, let's split up. I'm going to light Snape's cloak. If you want to use my flame, I can make another one."

They finally squeezed through the crowd and went around outside the stands, and ran towards where Snape and Quirrell were, exchanging a few hurried words on the way.

Hermione took out her jam jar, and there was a beautiful blue flame floating inside.

"Oh no, I can make one myself." Sissy recalled the flame she made in her mind, if the ceiling was not too high, it would be more than just blackened.

Still a little excited, throwing such a ball of fire on Quirrell might turn his turban into ashes.

It's a pity that she can't get close to him. If she had Harry's blood on her body, she could rush up and burn Quirrell to death now.

"Hermione, I think it's better for you to interrupt Quirrell-you know, I have some psychological shadows on him."

"Sorry, I was too anxious and didn't think about it." Hermione thought about it and thought it was the case. Although it was an accident, Sissy was indeed almost killed by Quirrell.

"Then, can you attack Snape? After all...he saved you." Hermione felt that Snape's suspicion was a little less as she spoke.

Since he was able to save Sissy, maybe he would also cast a spell to save Harry now, but he clearly hated Harry, so he probably wouldn't be so kind.

"Oh, look at me, it doesn't have to be set on fire, in short, I can make him stop."

"Okay then, let's try our best to do it at the same time, or else the solution will stop first, and Harry will be in danger."

She was quite thoughtful, Sissy nodded, she didn't need to think so much, it doesn't matter if she walks slowly, she just needs to put on a show.

The two of them bent over from behind their seats and approached their respective targets, with some distance between Snape and Quirrell.

Hermione squatted under the seat, quietly took out her flame, and read a few words in a low voice.

The flame was ordered to pounce on the robe behind Quirrell and spread rapidly.

After more than ten seconds, a piercing scream was heard, and Quirrell slapped the flames behind him in horror to prevent it from spreading to the hood. One of them couldn't stand firmly, and fell headlong to the seat in front.

OK, done.

Sissy clapped her hands in relief, as if she set the fire herself, wishing she could put her hands behind her back to appreciate it for a while.

Ahem, no, I still have to pretend.

She flipped over the seat on all fours, squeezed into Snape's side, and poked hard with one finger.

"What are you doing?" Snape looked down at her and asked angrily.

"Hey, professor, I think your view is better, so I sneaked here." Sissy tried to make herself smile more cutely.

Snape remained unmoved with a sullen face, glanced at the commotion not far away, and snorted, only a fool would not know what was going on.

In vain, before he went out, he specifically told him not to get close to Qi Luo, not to get close!

Oh, don't take it seriously at all, what you say falls on deaf ears.

It's because he's been too polite to her recently.

The wings are hard and I can't control it anymore.

Or if you don't fight for three days, you have to go to the house to expose the tiles.

Don't get angry.

"Professor, you - don't get me wrong, I really didn't go against your will." Seeing that Snape's face was ashen, and his complexion became more and more ugly, Sissy quickly explained.

"Go back to your Gryffindor spectator stand and cheer up, there is a way to eat inside and out."

Although the words were still icy and cold, it could be heard that the tone had softened a lot.

"Professor, you actually saw me?"

"I see, waving a small flag with a disgusting color, shouting like a fool, not at all like my students."

Wow, you can see it from such a distance.

"Good eyes!" Sissy boasted, before Snape could speak again, she ran away in a hurry.