HP: Embrace the Darkness

School infirmary

Madam Pomfrey was busy, setting up one thing and another, but students still came in one after another, huddled and sneezing.

There was no magic potion, and Madam Pomfrey had no choice but to sit the people on the hospital bed in a row, throw a warming charm on them, and let them warm themselves first.

"Ah, Ah Qiu——"

Ron sneezed, and the whole bed shook. As if it was contagious, Harry and Seamus, who were sharing the bed, couldn't help but sneeze too.

Immediately afterwards, the sneeze virus spread to the entire school infirmary, and sneezes continued one after another.

"Aqiu——"

"Ah... Qiu——"

Ron, the instigator, sniffed and hugged Harry next to him, whose nose was as red as his.

"Why hasn't the potion come yet? I swear, no matter how bad the old bat's potion is, I can still drink it. Merlin, sneezing is really uncomfortable."

Harry wasn't cold. He was a little dizzy. He was even more dizzy after being shaken by Ron in his arms. He said vaguely and perfunctorily: "Maybe it will be soon."

It was indeed fast. As soon as he finished speaking, the door was suddenly thrown open - the potion master came with three large boxes of potions.

The school infirmary suddenly became quiet.

Madam Pomfrey seemed to have seen her savior and hurriedly ran over, "Severus, you are finally here."

Snape held his wand and crossed his arms, looking across the crowded school infirmary, with a mocking smile on his lips, "This...is the free youth that Dumbledore talks about? Then this youth is really...expensive." "

The little wizards were silent, and those who were close had lowered their heads, hiding their expressions, silently praying not to be seen by Snape.

Madam Pomfrey looked helplessly at the eccentric Potions Master, knowing that he was dissatisfied with being forced to work overtime, so she understood and did not refute.

Snape still had some respect for Madam Pomfrey and did not keep her waiting too long.

With a few words of ridicule, he waved his wand and placed one of the boxes of potions on the bed beside him, while the remaining two boxes were placed in the cabinet of the school infirmary.

"They are all here. If there are still desperate students who want the so-called youth... then I will let them know what the price of youth is."

Snape glanced coldly at every student, including the little lion poking his head at the door.

He usually acted stupidly and caused trouble for him, but once or twice he didn't bother to care about it.

Anyway, potions are simple for him. At most, they are a waste of time and energy.

But today, he had no time to waste.

Snape didn't care that there were several Slytherin students among the idiots he called stupid.

It was not until the students in the school infirmary and outside were forced to dare not raise their heads that they left with satisfaction.

Madam Pomfrey said nothing during this time.

Even if this is her home court, even if Snape threatens her patients.

Because she also thought they were going too far.

In the ice and snow, she didn't care about having fun, was irresponsible to herself, and even forced her and Severus to work overtime.

Especially for Severus, it was so hard to go out in the cold and snow to purchase materials, then rush back to refine them, and then deliver them to them.

Thinking of this, Madam Pomfrey stared at the students present with disapproval, picked up the wooden box, handed out the potion one by one, and supervised them to drink the potion.

Hogwarts corridors.

Snape walked easily to the cellar and turned the corner. He keenly caught the subtle footsteps behind him.

The footsteps paused for a moment at the corner, as if for convenience, and then chose the same direction as him.

It's for him.

Snape calmly slowed down.

Finally, stop at the shadow corner.

He wanted to see which student was so brave and dared to follow him.

Hermione looked at the empty corridor and looked around blankly. Where was Professor Snape? Shouldn't you turn this way? Why disappeared suddenly.

Snape quietly emerged from the shadows.

"Miss Granger, I hope you are not looking for me, otherwise Gryffindor will unfortunately...deduct ten points for your behavior of stalking the professor."

Hearing a sudden voice behind her, Hermione was frightened and turned back suddenly.

However, her two feet moved too fast and mixed together, causing her body to lose balance.

Hermione was teetering and about to fall.

Snape raised his eyelids slightly and added softly: "If you fall, then...Professor Porcelain, another ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor."

Thinking that she was destined to be deducted ten points, Hermione quickly held onto the wall to steady her body.

"Professor Snape, I did not fall."

Hermione knew how keen Snape was to deduct points from Gryffindor for any outrageous reason, so she had to bite the bullet and remind Snape - she didn't fall, so she couldn't deduct points from Gryffindor.

"I think I have eyes. Five points from Gryffindor for your disrespect."

Well, five points is better than ten points. No matter how hard she works, she can earn it back in other classes.

Hermione quickly adjusted herself and smiled politely at Snape, "Professor Snape, can I take a moment of your time?"

So annoying, damn Gryffindor!

He must deduct all their points!

Snape impatiently raised his wand and pointed it in the air, and a blue countdown instantly appeared in the air.

"Give you a minute."

One minute is too little.

Hermione wanted to try again.

But looking at Snape's expression of impatience, he seemed to be ready to leave if she continued to talk nonsense.

She didn't dare anymore.

It's okay, just one minute, it's better than leaving directly, right?

Hermione cheered herself up, then took a deep breath.

"Professor Snape, it's like this. I have some questions for Mr. Cavendish, but I can't get in touch with him."

Hermione observed Snape's expression and found that he frowned, feeling even more unsure.

Looking at the countdown with only thirty-five seconds left, she could only continue to speak faster.

"I know that Mr. Malfoy is his younger brother, but Mr. Malfoy is unwilling to contact us or help me contact Mr. Cavendish. I have no choice but to ask Principal Dumbledore."

"After Principal Dumbledore heard my question, he seemed to have some concerns and did not answer it directly for me. He asked me to find Mr. Cavendish and told me that I could find Mr. Cavendish through you."

Hermione summarized what happened in one breath.

After she finished speaking, she secretly looked at Snape's expression, but couldn't see anything.

The blue countdown is beating and the numbers return to zero.