[HP] Sickness and Medicine

Also in the cellar, the principal still let us go back to the dormitory? "

Apparently she wasn't the only one who discovered this problem.The work of the six Hufflepuff prefects, led by Gabriel Truman, was hindered, and the Slytherin house at the other end of the Great Hall seemed less tame than them.On their side, Dean Pomona Sprout appeared to appease, but the Slytherin dean was nowhere to be seen.

Others didn't know, but Dolores didn't. She watched Severus leave from the teachers' passage with her own eyes.When closing the door, he glanced back at the auditorium, and the two even briefly met their eyes.But he obviously had other concerns than took her expressed concern to heart.

Following the prefect back to the dormitory, and then waiting for the entrance passage to close, the students who felt safe and sound became more excited than in the auditorium, even if the troll might touch the door in a while.The common room was full of people, chatting everywhere, and Dolores couldn't get involved, so she could only leave Carla, who was enjoying it, and went back to the dormitory alone.

Her roommates came back very late, and Carla regretted that she left too early to enjoy the Halloween dinner that continued in her college common room.

Go to sleep and wake up, and it's over.The change of the Gryffindor scoring hourglass seems to hint at some inside story, but because the teachers and the parties concerned have tacitly kept it secret, no other students can guess what happened.

The Friday after Halloween is the first Quidditch match of the school year, Gryffindor House vs. Slytherin House.Like last year, Dolores didn't pay much attention, and Kara didn't force her. She asked her other roommates to discuss going to the game together on Saturday.

The night before the game, Dolores came out of the library and went down to the ground floor via the moving stairs, just in time to see Severus leading Filch through the foyer to the staff room on the other side.His walking posture is very awkward, one foot is deep and the other is shallow, and his left leg cannot be bent under the force, as if he has suffered a serious injury.

She squeezed the book in her hand and stood there waiting.As soon as the lounge door was closed, she immediately trotted forward, stuck to the door and listened carefully.However, the door was clearly unlocked, but no voice came out, which made her so flustered that she wanted to break in directly.

The sound of hurried footsteps became more and more clear, and someone came in this direction again.She quickly hid on the other side of the corner, and then stuck to the wall to observe secretly, and was surprised to find that it was Harry Potter.

Potter was obviously much bolder than her. After knocking on the door but getting no answer, he quietly pushed the door open a crack and carefully put his head in.

Thanks to him, Dolores vaguely heard Severus say, "... three heads at a time..."

What's the meaning?Dolores was in a daze when she heard him shout angrily, "Potter!"

Potter was caught straight by him, and he was quickly chased away roughly.Noticing the suddenly realized expression on Potter's face, Dolores immediately realized that he was probably an insider.Potter ran all the way in the direction of the Gryffindor common room. Fortunately, it was on the eighth floor, and it took a lot of time to move the stairs.She finally stopped him before he went back to the dormitory.

"Mr. Potter—" Dolores, who lacked daily exercise, was out of breath: "Please, please wait! I have a question for you—"

"You are?" Potter stopped in doubt, noticing her school robes: "Hufflepuff?"

"Yes, Murray of Hufflepuff, second year." Dolores skipped the politeness and went straight to the point: "Can you tell me what you just saw in the staff lounge?"

"Well... yes, it's obvious, not a secret." Potter replied, "Snape, Professor Snape's leg was injured, and Filch is helping him to bandage it."

"Very bad?"

"It should be very heavy. His leg is covered with blood. Well, the wound is deep and long."

"And you happen to know how he got hurt?"

"Ah, yes, he must have been bitten by that big dog... ah!" Potter suddenly became alarmed, "I can't answer you anymore! Forget about the dog!"

Dolores nodded in thanks.that's enough.There were secrets in the castle, there was no doubt about it, and she was not at all curious.She just wants to know who is the culprit.He was someone she was too timid to even touch, yet something dared to bite him!It is unforgivable!

After being separated from Potter, she combined "three heads" and "dog", thinking of a notorious magical creature - Kerberos, the three-headed dog.She has never seen it in the castle courtyard or even in the Forbidden Forest, so it can only be kept in the main building.As for where in the main building, Dumbledore made it clear at the opening banquet.

Gritting her teeth, she rushed to the fourth floor. As soon as Dolores saw the armor corridor, she was stopped by a Gryffindor senior boy: "This girl, there is a curfew soon. What are you doing on the fourth floor?"

"Nothing." Dolores turned around slowly.

"You'd better make it clear." The boy nodded the shiny badge on his chest: "I am Percy Weasley, the prefect of Gryffindor. There is an area on the fourth floor that is restricted this year. I want to confirm that you are not Just want to trespass."

Dolores improvised an excuse: "I left something in the classroom."

"I see." The boy nodded, "If it's not something you need urgently, you can pick it up tomorrow. Night tours are prohibited after the curfew. Similarly, it's not safe to wander around in dark corridors."

"Understood. Thank you." Dolores had no choice but to go downstairs and return to the dormitory as the prefect stared at her.

After stepping into the common room, she calmed down a little bit, and felt that it was too rash to rush to settle accounts with the three-headed dog.After all, it was a beast that even an adult wizard, Severus, was capable of biting.

But it was impossible for her to give up.If you are not confident that you can hit it with one hit, you have to spend time dealing with it.Tomorrow was just right, Quidditch would grab everyone's attention.

Besides, she had to try to prepare something.The three-headed dog, like the giant monster, is a black magic creature, extremely aggressive, and the damage caused is difficult to heal. Early protection will be an effective means of self-protection.She filtered all the knowledge of past and present lives in her mind, and thought of many ideas, but none of them are realistic right now.

In the end, it was Kara's casual words that made her see hope.She immediately went to Kara's bed and confirmed to her what she had said: "Kara, at the beginning of this semester, did you tell me that someone in our college showed off that he had a bottle bought from a mysterious businessman in Diagon Alley? Did you get a potion that can defend against black magic?"

"Ah, there is such a thing." Kara nodded, "It's Matthew Summerby from the boy's side. He said that the black defense professor changes every year, so it's not as reliable as a bottle of potion."

"Thank you." After receiving the information she needed, Dolores felt a little relieved.

Early the next morning, Dolores took the purse and stopped Xia Moby on the way. Despite the laughter of other students, she invited him to a place where there was no one else, and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Xia Moby, may I ask you?" Can you resell me the bottle of potion that can prevent black magic in your hand?"

"You came to me for this matter?" Summermoby was a little disappointed: "It's not impossible. The castle is very safe, and I won't be able to use it for a while..."

"That's good." Dolores declared simply: "Make an offer, I'll take it!"

"Then, let's say five Galleons." Noticing that she immediately frowned, Xia Mobie quickly explained: "I didn't ask for an exorbitant price. My mother bought the medicine by accident, and she was lucky enough to meet someone selling it. She told That's the price for mine, I didn't ask for more!"

Dolores shook her head, indicating that she didn't mean it.

She didn't feel that Protective Potion was expensive, but quite the opposite.But anything related to defense against black magic, whether it is magic props or potions, has always been in short supply, and the price is easily raised.Fortunately, the British potion management system is relatively sound. In terms of pricing, everyone from hospitals to pharmacies must follow the rules. Even if there are still private transactions that cannot be monitored, such ridiculously cheap luck should not happen.

Now she is not worried about not having enough money, but has to doubt whether the medicine is genuine or not.

But this doubt is not enough to shake her determination to buy, after all, she has no choice, a bottle is better than nothing.The two returned to the Hufflepuff common room. Summermoby fetched the potion, and she counted out five gold coins and exchanged them in her hand.

"Murray, I wonder if I can ask—what did you buy this potion for?" Summermoby asked curiously.

"Do research." Dolores came up with a well-conceived reason, and without waiting for him to say anything, she left and went back to the dormitory.The boys in the female dormitory stopped, she was not afraid of his entanglement.

The next day, the students rushed to the Quidditch pitch in groups of three and four, and the entire main building of the castle was empty. Dolores checked carefully with the transformed binoculars to confirm that all the teachers and principals were present, and waited with bated breath. Mrs. Hooch gave a whistle.

"Beep—", the game started, and Dolores also started to act.She grabbed the wand in one hand and the medicine bottle in the other, and went straight to the corridor on the left of the fourth floor with a sullen face.

She had no fear of making the trip in vain.It's not that she despises Harry Potter and his friends, but that if they can discover any secret, it will definitely not withstand the investigation of other interested people.It just so happened that the secret was straightforward enough to be locked behind the door at the end of the corridor.

Pseudo-protective agent ([-])

Dolores stood outside the door, she didn't need to open the door to look at it immediately, just listening to the triple heavy breathing from inside, she knew she had guessed everything right.She gripped her wand tighter, took a deep breath, thumbed the cork away, and poured the potion all into her mouth.

"Ugh..." The bad taste made her stomach queasy.and this