[HP] A Brief History of Time

The faint voice of conversation gradually squeezed into Virginia's dream.

"...This is very uncommon. I have no medicine for this condition. What does St. Mungo say?" This was Madam Pomfrey's crisp voice.

"I don't know. I've never taken her to St. Mungo's. I thought the letter from the school was proof that everything was fine in Vale." The voice snapped Virginia out of her sticky drowsiness.She opened her sleepy eyes, turned her head sideways, and saw a familiar side face through the gap in the bed curtain, but the original long golden hair was cut short, curled and delicately docile around her neck, which made the beautiful The face was younger—her mother.

"Oh——" Madam Pomfrey obviously didn't know what to say. She glanced tentatively at the worried Madam Conway. She really couldn't understand the mother's thinking. She coughed twice, "Hogwarts Ci is not a medical laboratory."

Mrs. Conway was a little embarrassed and had no words to answer, so she had to laugh at herself for a long time.

Madam Zabini who came along frowned, and asked softly, "Madam Pomfrey, apart from the black magic in Virginia's body affecting her magic power, what about her health?"

"This is what puzzles me," Madam Pomfrey said. "She is quite healthy. If it wasn't for her excessive consumption of mana, I wouldn't be able to detect the subtle black magic fluctuations."

Virginia listened engrossed, and unconsciously sat up from the bed.

"Although I can't see any impact on Miss Clarkenthorpe's health," Madam Pomfrey continued, "the existence of residual black magic is a hidden danger. I only learned it under Dr. Murdy in St. Mungo's after I graduated. After three years in the medical wing, there's really nothing you can do about it."

Mrs. Conway said without thinking, "Ville can't go to St. Mungo."

Madam Zabini and Madam Pomfrey looked at her in disbelief.

"I believe in you, and I believe in Hogwarts," Mrs. Conway added.

Madam Pomfrey even reprimanded a little angrily, "Mrs. Conway, I have made it clear that there is nothing I can do! Oh, I don't understand what you are thinking, I have to thank you for trusting me, but this is A very serious matter."

Mrs. Conway's fingers holding the bag were trembling slightly, but her tightly pursed lips stubbornly expressed her insistence.

Madam Pomfrey was furious. She still had a thin impression of Madam Conway when she was a student. She was a good-tempered girl. She couldn't understand what happened in the past ten years or how a person's temper could change. so much.

"Oh," she sighed angrily, shook her head, and pinned her hopes on Mrs. Zabini, "You have to persuade her."

Virginia's mind was muddled by this pile of news.She bit the corner of the quilt silently, watching the movement outside the bed curtain.

Mrs. Zabini only glanced at the people beside her, and knew that she couldn't shake Alona's mind. In the past few months, she didn't even go home, and she was always entangled with herself about something, which made her She has a terrible headache.She had no choice but to change the subject, "How could Virginia use too much magic power? Is the first-year course already so difficult?"

Madam Pomfrey raised her spirits when she mentioned this matter, and she recounted the Mandrake incident in the greenhouse, "There is no doubt that it must be related to Miss Crackenthorpe. All students have been brought back to life," she admired, "which is a remarkable talent, and Professor Sprout is overjoyed about it."

"Oh, no," said Mrs. Conway without any pride in this, her face was pale, as if she was trying to maintain her composure, "this may be just a coincidence, and it can't explain anything."

"Then we can let Miss Clackenthorpe try again." A somewhat cold voice sounded from the door.

Snape strode into the ward and put a pot of Mandrakes in his hand on the table. He turned his head and stared at the tightly drawn bed curtains—Virginia was taken aback. Tucking his head back under the covers - after a few seconds, Snape turned his head back to the mandrake.

Virginia didn't dare to be careless, she slowly lay back on the pillow, pricked up her ears to carefully distinguish everyone's voice.

"Mrs. Zabini, Mrs. Conway," greeted the two of them in a most genial voice, and Virginia knew it was Dumbledore. "Ah, Clackenthorpe's charm is well-deserved," he said, turning his head to Snape. Pu recalled, "Mrs. Zabini graduated the same year as you, but Mrs. Zabini still looks like the little girl back then. And Mrs. Conway, Severus, you seem to be able to do this pair of sisters." father."

Snape snorted at his exaggeration.

Although the complimenter was an old man with a big white beard, Mrs. Zabini curled her lips happily.

"I won't agree to let Will try these things." Mrs. Conway was not infected by the slightly relaxed atmosphere at all, and her eyes were fixed on the pot of young Mandrake grass.

Dumbledore glanced at her inquiringly. He reached out and touched the leaves of the mandrake, and explained slowly, "Since you believe in Hogwarts, Lucy," he called out Mrs. Conway's words. Name—recalling the enrollment list spread out on the table in the principal's office more than ten years ago, Snape snorted secretly, "You should trust us too. I know Virginia has a great talent, if this If it is a secret, then everyone present can strictly implement the secrecy work.” Dumbledore paused, then continued understandingly, “I can fully understand your concerns as a mother, secrets are dangerous. But It is also the only way to keep a secret—don’t go to St. Mungo’s, just stay in Hogwarts, just these people, and use this method to eliminate the residual black magic on Virginia.” He smiled and patted Snape's arm, "Severus, he will take over Virginia's treatment."

Mrs. Conway glanced at the gloomy man in front of her guardedly, her critical eyes moved away from the greasy hair covering his cheeks, and she said unhappily, "Is he a doctor?"

Everyone in the room was stunned.Snape's face darkened even more.

Mrs. Zabini quietly reached out to Mrs. Conway's waist and pinched her. At the same time, she had a smile on her face, "Lucy has been tending her garden and hardly pays attention to the outside world."

Only then did Madam Pomfrey feel relieved, she regained her patience, and explained, "Snape is the youngest master of potions." She responded with great confidence to this man, "If he says there is a way, then Krakenthor Miss Poo really doesn't need to go to St. Mungo's."

Mrs. Conway stared at him for a long time, but she couldn't find any reassurance from his gloomy and slovenly appearance. She put on a questioning attitude as usual, "What method?"

Snape's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to pull his sleeves away immediately, but he held back when he thought of a possibility, "When the magic power in Miss Krakenthorpe's body is exhausted, use potion to clear her immediately." Dark magic remains in the body."

"how long?"

"Four months."

Mrs. Conway frowned, thinking carefully.

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise, only Dumbledore laughed twice.

Finally, Mrs. Conway decided to pay attention, but asked everyone to sign a magical agreement, and all the secrets discovered on Virginia during the treatment could not be revealed to anyone.And she had to be present for the first few treatments.

Snape's complexion was already like the dark clouds before the storm. Madam Pomfrey was worried several times that he would draw out his wand and cast a curse at the blonde woman who was insatiable, but surprisingly, he swallowed his anger, and the first Signed the agreement, although the last stroke of the handwriting almost scratched the parchment.

"Starting tomorrow." He dropped a sentence, and the tumbling black robe corner had disappeared by the door frame.

"Miss Crackenthorpe should be waking up soon." Madam Pomfrey looked at Mrs. Conway with a new look, and she reminded with concern, "But it's best to let her get enough rest today and let her sleep on the bed." St. Mungo's."

Virginia felt footsteps coming towards her, and she immediately closed her eyes.

With the sound of the bed curtain being pulled, Virginia's eyes dimmed, and Virginia could feel a few eyes looking at her.A hand gently touched his face.

Mrs. Conway sighed, "I'm leaving today, I have to go back and pack some luggage."

"Tomorrow until the end of the semester, the fireplace in my office will be open to you, ma'am," Madam Pomfrey reminded, "so that you don't have to pack your luggage."

Mrs. Conway was taken aback, "Thank you."

As soon as she stepped out of the fireplace in the hall of the manor, Mrs. Zabini couldn't help laughing. While kicking off the high heels on her feet, she patted her heart vigorously, "One second later, I can't help it. Snape is the head of Slytherin. Alona, ​​you are familiar with the Muggle world, but Virginia went to Hogwarts after all, shouldn't you refresh your common sense at school?— — you can't not touch them."

Mrs. Conway glanced at her expressionlessly, "If you hadn't insisted on not returning that thing to me, sooner or later my attention would have shifted to the school."

Mrs. Zabini sat upright on the sofa, raised her head slightly and said solemnly, "I admit that I misunderstood you, but I did send the bracelet you brought back from Italy to Virginia—you also said , This is what you want to give her."

Mrs. Conway stood there for a few minutes, not talking about the topic that had been entangled for several months. It could be seen that she seemed tired, "I plan to buy a house in London. After Virginia's vacation, we will Just live there."

"Muggle house?" Mrs. Zabini smiled angrily. "I'm up to you. You should give more consideration to the person who sleeps underground. I hope you don't let her down." She stood up and went up a few steps, She turned around suddenly and said, "Since you don't care about living in Zabini Manor, then quickly clean up everything in your room!" After she finished speaking, she quickly disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

Mrs. Conway stood downstairs and watched for a while, and smiled for a while.