Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Sirius walked in first.

Passing through this natural "Shimen", there is a hole in the sky inside.

A huge cave lake is in front of you.

Sirius stared at the faintly fluorescent lake surface. There was an island in the center of the lake, on which was a stone platform glowing with an ominous green light.Suddenly a word came out of his mouth softly: "Rael, my brother will take you home. This time, it will be my brother who will protect you."

The surface of the lake fluctuated slightly, and a circle of pearl-colored light flashed past.

Then calm down.

So fast that no one noticed this detail.

Everyone's attention is on the stone platform in the center of the lake.

"Is that where your little master holds the locket?" Dumbledore and Kreacher confirmed.

"Yes." Kreacher looked like he was about to collapse.

The scene in the nightmare was right in front of me, it seemed that the time had returned to that dark and rainy night, the little master was left alone on the stone platform, kneeling on the ground, unable to even lift the magic wand by his lap.

Trembling all over, he stuffed the locket into his hand, and shouted for it to leave at the top of his voice.

"Did he stay on that table then?" Dumbledore raised his wand and looked around.

"Yes..." Kreacher said tremblingly.

After Snape came in, he held his wand with one arm around his chest and the other hand, and the light from the wand shone on the ground under his feet.

The lake is surrounded by black stone fragments, and the lake surface is somewhat cloudy and the contents inside cannot be seen clearly.

"Should be in the lake," Sirius said softly.

"I don't know what's going on, I have a strong feeling that Rael is in the lake, and he needs me." Sirius continued trembling.

Snape glanced at the crumbling big black dog beside him, clicked his tongue, and held back the sarcasm that came to his lips: "Aren't we going to find it in the sea instead of the lake?"

After all, he was also his junior, a hero worthy of admiration.

He refrained from sarcasm because he didn't want to dwell too much on the place where Regulus died.

Snape looked at the stone under his feet again, kicked it with his dragon leather boots, and suddenly said softly to the hairball in his arms, "Hold on tight."

On the dean's warm chest, Cyril, who was in a ball, felt that half of the outside interference had been removed.

After hearing Dean Snape's words, Cyril hooked his front paws tightly around the middle seam and collar of the wizard's shirt.A slight flick of its fur tail indicated readiness.

Snape's expression went blank for a tenth of a second, then he stooped expressionlessly, raised his wand in one hand and pulled a chain from the edge of the lake with the other.

Then dragged up along the chain and searched for the black boat.

"Albus," Snape called, standing up.

"Ah, indeed, you have found the means of transport we need. Let me see..."

Principal Dumbledore turned around, walked over quickly, took the chain from Snape's hand, and took a closer look at the boat hidden under the water.

The old principal pondered for a while, and continued: "I guess...if I'm not mistaken...the boat can only accommodate two people...then, I suggest that Severus and I go together. Sirius, you and Kerry Stay on the shore and be ready to meet us at any time. Remember, don't touch the lake water."

"But Principal Dumbledore, I..." Sirius obviously wanted to go with him.

As Leil's elder brother, he is more qualified to go there, isn't he?

"Severus needs to deal with the poisonous potion that Kreacher mentioned, and your position here is also very important. I doubt...I'm sure there is something bad in this lake. We need your support. Once we Finding clues to Regulus Black probably requires your immediate help."

Principal Dumbledore's words were very important, even though Sirius was a little bit unwilling, he didn't say anything more.

"What about Mr. McLean?" Snape asked suddenly.

Principal Dumbledore paused for a rare moment, then rubbed his forehead with his palm, and said in a somewhat exaggerated tone: "I'm getting old, and my brain is really not working well. I think he should be brought along, and I suddenly had a guess But not sure. I do think Cyril has a special constitution, and he might be able to help us find Regulus Black."

Cyril was struggling to get his hairy head out of the professor's skirt.One ear was also turned back from excessive exertion.

"Squeak~cheep chirp—cheep!" the little fox yelled and fluttered on Snape's chest.

"Be honest, you're not feeling bad anymore? After staying with Ping An for a long time, you will be able to call Ping An?" Snape snatched the little white fox that almost fell out into his arms, and scolded softly.

"Chir... chirp..." Cyril tried to turn her ears over, then half-folded them and drooped, and her gray-green fox eyes also drooped into two half-moon shapes.

He hasn't learned his mother's ability to speak in the form of a fox, so it's very troublesome to communicate...

Headmaster Dumbledore seemed to be attracted by Cyril's miniature, chuckled and said to Snape: "I think Cyril wants to go there too. We can try first, I'll get on the boat first, you take Cyril will come up later, if it doesn't work, there should be time to remedy it."

Snape nodded.

"Then let's go first. Observe the surrounding environment at any time and pay attention to safety."

Dumbledore gave Sirius and Kreacher a last word, then turned and stepped on the boat.

The boat, which was so dark that its material could not be seen, sank halfway when Principal Dumbledore stepped on it.

Snape's dark eyes glanced at the old Headmaster again.The old principal nodded silently.

"Hold on."

With a low sound, Cyril leaned against the dean's chest, and the fox's ears heard it clearly.

Snape grabbed the hem of his robes and followed slowly into the boat.

The boat began to sink sharply, and it was about to reach the edge. It seemed that the lake water could pour in immediately.

"Albus?" Snape's voice was a little unsteady, and he had already supported the little fox in his arms with one hand.

If the wreck really sank, he would throw the stupid fox ashore first.

The long-haired one can't swim at first sight!

"Stay still, hold on."

Headmaster Dumbledore looked serious, holding his wand in one hand, and making a stop gesture with the other.

After a few seconds, the lake water spread to the top of the boat.

Snape felt his heart rise in his throat.

The next second, the boat suddenly shook violently!

And then... the boat started to move.

The iron cable was automatically disconnected, and the boat silently rowed across the lake where the contents could not be seen clearly, and drove towards the center of the lake at a constant speed.

Cyril slowly stretched his head out from the collar of Snape's coat, lightly gripped Snape's collar with his two front paws and stretched his neck, staring back and forth with gray-green round eyes.

"Be good," Snape hissed softly.

Cyril quickly retracted her two front paws again, and hid half of her head in the dean's robe, only revealing the small half of her head and a pair of gray-green round eyes.

The boat automatically drove to the island in the middle of the lake and stopped. The two of them and a fox boarded the island in the middle of the lake and walked up to the stone platform.

The stone platform is small enough for two or three people to stand.In the middle is a tall stone basin with a very rough shape.

The two looked around and found nothing suspicious, only the stone basin was filled with liquid, and the liquid was rippling in circles without wind, emitting a green light.

"This should be what Kreacher said." Headmaster Dumbledore put his hands on both sides of the stone basin and carefully observed the basin and its contents.

The white-haired old man watched closely for a long time, and finally said: "There seems to be something in it, let's find a way to get it out."

Snape nodded upon hearing that, took out a test tube, and filled it halfway carefully.

The wizard held the test tube in his hand to observe, and leaned close to his nose to smell it. Cyril's hairy head also moved over, and put his pointed nose into the test tube.

Snape turned away a little, and gave the little fox a look.

"The combination of nightmare potion and a kind of nerve paralyzing poison, the main effect is... physical and mental pain, unable to resist. It is his favorite punishment potion for a while... I... also give it to him made."

Snape said calmly, and then disappeared the potion in the test tube without a trace.

Cyril in fox form noticed Dean Snape's insignificant depression and pain, and lightly rubbed his furry face against the cold neck of the dean's shirt collar.

Snape patted the little fox on the head with the hand that was not grasping the wand.

It was a harmony.

Time seems to have returned to the days when Cyril had just received the inheritance, and he took the little fox to classes all over the world.

During that time, he spent all day with a white fur fox.

Rumors were circulating all over Hogwarts that the murderous Potions Master had pets.

Soon after, Cyril returned to human form...

At Hogwarts, rumors circulated that the murderous Potions professor had stewed his pets into potions.

……

Here, because Snape disappeared without a trace, the potion in the stone basin rose by a section visibly to the naked eye.

Principal Dumbledore didn't ask any more questions, but looked at the stone basin and said, "Ah, it seems that I can only drink it. This setting is indeed Tom's handwriting."

"Can it be detoxified, Severus? Trouble?" Headmaster Dumbledore turned to the Potions Professor.

"It can be solved, but it will probably take a while. Of course... there is an easier way." Snape made a smirk when he said this.

The little fox Cyril shrank his head into his collar reflexively.

……

Dumbledore stared silently at the other cock that was offered in front of him.

"..."

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward.

"Oh. That's...a way..." Headmaster Dumbledore said slowly.

"If Cyril hadn't sent a basket of Mexican spit turkeys in advance, I even think we owe Hagrid a chicken farm..."

Probably too unexpected, Dumbledore also made a joke while standing on the dangerous island in the middle of the lake.