I'm playing a big knife at HP

The author has something to say: please eat with the BGM: coldplay, fixyou

The professor's reading for pleasure is Blood Curse: Theory and Practice, Koko.

For both teachers and students, the first week of summer vacation is the most comfortable: the work in the schedule can wait a little longer, and you can justifiably reward yourself for working hard for a semester, and idle for a while.Knowing this, you can understand Snape's annoyance at seeing Dumbledore.

Well, he was snuggling up on the sofa, drinking the firewhiskey that La Rosa had bribed him with, and holding a book for entertainment.The temperature in the cellar is very pleasant, dinner tonight is just right, his mind is clear enough to read, but not so sharp that it will affect his sleep tonight, everything is perfect, but his boss wants to take his head out of the fireplace. Come out and disturb his cleanliness.

"Severus, I need you, please come to my office immediately." Dumbledore's voice was very serious, and there was even a little anxiety in his expression, "Please bring all the antidotes you have on hand. The password is cauldron cake."

Snape scowled.Although he was not happy, he packed the medicine as quickly as possible and rushed to the principal's office.

Dumbledore waited for the office door, and opened a small door to the side - a door Snape had never seen - leading him into a small bedroom.The bedroom was obviously arranged in a hurry. There was only one bed, a nightstand and two chairs. There was a large pot of ice water and a cup on the bedside table. Only Marciana LaRosa.

Her eyes were closed, she cried out in pain, her face was pale, and her black hair was loose, making her look like a drowned person entangled in weeds.

"Give me water! Give me water! Don't! Don't!" she said hoarsely. "Please stop!"

The house-elf quickly fed water into her mouth, and tears filled her big eyes.Seeing Dumbledore, she screamed, "My lord! Professor Larosa is very bad! Toot can't make her better!" she said, tears streaming down the floor.

Snape strode to the bed and touched Marciana's forehead with his hand, which was cold to the touch. "What poison has she been poisoned with? How long has she been poisoned?"

Dumbledore handed over a small glass bottle containing some emerald green phosphorescent liquid.Snape uncorked the bottle, sniffed it carefully, poured it out again, and the liquid formed a round ball on the table.His face suddenly turned livid.

"She drank as she is now, delirious. Immediately afterwards I gave her water, and the Universal Antidote and Bezoar," Dumbledore continued. It's a big problem, I didn't expect to fall into a coma a few hours after I came back." He paused, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you save her?"

"I can." Snape said succinctly, "It takes a whole day to brew the antidote, and the antidote has to be taken until the poison is cleared. Before that," he put down the medicine box he was carrying, and drew it out Several crystal bottles of different sizes and colors, "Let her drink this first, then this, and finally the water of life and death, which will make her fall asleep for a while. Of course, keep feeding her water."

Dumbledore stared at him, "You know what it is."

"I know more than that." He said blankly, "I survived it myself... under the order of the Dark Lord." He paused, and said quickly, "He only gave me the method of brewing. I later I found this potion in the classics, and the antidote has been lost, but again..." He showed a twisted smile, "...it has not been lost in the era of Kasas."

"Very well, then please." Dumbledore said decisively, and walked out of the bedroom with him.Snape turned his head and saw that the elf was helping the struggling and crying witch, and poured the first dose of potion into her mouth.He didn't ask her why she was so stupid to drink this apparently poisonous potion—this kind of potion had weird properties, but it wasn't extremely poisonous, and it took a lot of it to kill.Snape saw a cold determination in Dumbledore's face, and knew that the old wizard would never get a word out of his mouth.What's more, Marciana has obviously drank a fatal dose, and now is not the time to be curious.

At the same time the next night, he came to the door of the small bedroom with the antidote he had just prepared.Dumbledore was not there, and Toot the Elf opened the door for him.Marciana is better than yesterday.She still closed her eyes and talked nonsense, but she didn't look as miserable as yesterday.Snape knew he could leave the antidote to Toot, but for some reason, he walked over to Marciana's bedside and sat down, holding the crystal bottle.

I need to observe her reaction after taking the medicine, he thought, maybe there will be some adjustments in the next dose.He bent down and embraced her, resting her head on the elbow, she turned her head slightly, a tear from the corner of her eye seeped into his sleeve. "Mom." She frowned and called softly, "Mom!" More tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.Snape felt his heart skip a beat. "I'm not your mother," he whispered, uncorking the bottle and bringing it to her lips. "Open your mouth."

Marciana opened her mouth obediently, and he fed him a mouthful. She swallowed with difficulty, and coughed with a frown.That's not going to work, Snape frowned.He put down the potion in his hand, put his hands on her shoulders, and let her lean against his chest.Marciana's head rested limply on the side of his neck, her hair was fluffy and hot, which made him feel itchy and weird.He raised his hand to gently hold her chin, "Hey, open your mouth." His patient was very obedient, and obediently drank a large bottle of potion.He picked up the water glass again, fed her a few sips, and then slowly helped her to lie down.When he leaned over and tried to pull his arm from her neck, half-length straight black hair swept across her cheek, and she turned her head again, "Mom?...Julia? Julia...Julia! !" Her voice became sharp, her fingers twitched, her feet began to kick wildly, and she screamed, "No! Run! Julia, run! Kill me! I will die for her!" Her hands were outstretched, grasping in vain in the air.

"Professor La Rosa!" Dudu cried.

"Shut up!" said Snape impatiently. "Help me hold her down! Just wait until she calms down."

Dudu jumped onto the bed, stretched out his thin hand to grab Marciana's wrist, but was turned over by the witch's wrist and pulled into her arms.Marciana held Dudu in her arms as if holding a baby, her long black hair covered her drooping face, Dudu screamed in fright, Marciana shook her gently, "It's okay, my sister is here, I'm going home..."

Snape grabbed one of her wrists and pulled her arm away, freeing the elf.Marciana struggled and kicked Snape several times.He was furious, pressed her legs with his knees, and controlled her with all his strength, "All petrified!" Marciana's limbs froze, with an extremely painful expression on her face, "Let me go home! I Go home! Mama! Papa! Julia!" she screamed as if she had witnessed some terrible scene.

"Stop it!" Snape waved his wand unbearably, and stood up. "This is normal. The medicine will take effect when she calms down. The poison may be excreted from the body. Take care of her." He turned and asked He walked away, but found that Dudu was standing in front of him, looking at him with tears in his eyes, "But, how can I calm down Professor Larosa?"

"She'll calm down when she's tired of crying!" Snape said irritably.

Dudu's round brown eyes looked at him, "But, Professor Larosa can't cry, you can't like this."

Snape sneered, "If I undo her petrification spell, she can knock her brain out. As for her gag, you can undo it when I leave."

Dudu seemed to want him to think of a different way, but he didn't dare to, crying and banging his head on the door.

"Stop! I order you to stop!" Snape roared.He glanced back at Marciana, who lay stiff, her lips trembling, tears streaming down her hair.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that in the Snowdonia forest, she looked at him expectantly by the campfire and asked, did you hear?What is my magic like?

……Did you hear that?

He cursed under his breath, drew his wand, and walked back to the bed.He hesitated for a moment, then picked up Marciana's upper body, held her in his arms, and pressed her face on his shoulders.He cast an Iron Armor Curse on himself, gritted his teeth and pointed at Marciana with his wand, "The spell stops immediately."

Her body softened immediately.Contrary to Snape's expectations, she didn't kick or hit again, but let out a long sigh.He released his arms and found that she had passed out.He laid Marciana flat again, and a drop of emerald green liquid flowed from the corner of her eye, and then another drop, and finally a stream of emerald green venom flowed out of the corner of her eye.Dudu sobbed happily, and hurriedly conjured up a handkerchief to wipe Marciana's face.

Snape hung his head, thinking that the witch on the bed was very strange.Marciana's small face was sunken in the pillow, and her dark hair was loose, making her look vulnerable and pathetic.He knew very well that she was a powerful witch, a fearsome warrior, and hardly pathetic.But now she had closed those quick eyes, and the unagenous composure had faded from her face, and the blush on her cheeks, the sign of exuberance, had vanished.He checked a bit, and her magic was weaker than that of a first-year student.He remembered the time when they were fighting at the beginning of the school year, and more than once he imagined that after she was poisoned by him, she could only fall weakly in his arms and beg him to save her; and he swore how he would pour the antidote into her In his mouth, he sneered and hit her mercilessly, using all kinds of vicious words to make her face red with ridicule.Now she is poisoned and weak, and she has to rely on him to save her life, but his mood is quite different.

Snape recalled her insane ravings, and suddenly for the first time really connected the 20-something Marciana LaRosa with the brace-wearing kid in the Daily Prophet.He mysteriously reached out and brushed her hair to her shoulders, forming two braids. He tilted his head and tried to find a little bit of the little girl with braces on the adult Marciana.He found that he could hardly remember the appearance of that girl, and only an impression remained: a wild child running wildly in the sun, with vigorous vitality overflowing from her body.His thoughts were interrupted by a weak sob from the elf, and he realized how stupid he was doing, and quickly took a step back.He stared at Dudu, "I forbid you to tell what you saw." Seeing that the little elf had a struggling expression on his face and was about to hit the bed again, he quickly added, "Professor Larosa fell asleep after drinking the medicine so."

After speaking, Snape left the small bedroom aggressively.Gotta go to the medical wing, he thought, that woman kicked a rib out of me just now.