[HP] Sickness and Medicine

Si assessed the degree and carefully got up from the hospital bed.She did have bruises on her body, but the white bandages were almost equivalent to a suit of clothes.She didn't dare to move the wrapped place, so she could only apply hot bitterroot balm to the gap.Even so, the smell of the ointment still smoldered in the curtain, startling Madam Pomfrey who heard the movement to deliver the nourishment.

"This is..." she said thoughtfully, "Severus is here to deliver the medicine again?"

"How can Madam be sure?" Dolores smiled slightly, and handed her the silver box containing the hot bitterroot balm: "Have a look?"

"No, I won't read it. This ointment soothes the pain and calms the mind. It's just right for you to use." Madam Pomfrey didn't answer: "I just smelled it, and I knew it was related to him. In the auditorium at noon, he also This smell. I thought he made it for me, and I was thinking whether to let him ask for some, or let me cook a box for you, but I didn’t expect that he had already delivered it.”

"I should thank him." Dolores held the silver box in her palm and observed it carefully: "I was in a daze at the time and forgot to express." Not only forgot to thank him, she almost forgot her identity in this life. She didn't talk too much, and the knowledge of pharmacy she showed was not too beyond the scope of her ability.

"He doesn't care about that." Madam Pomfrey waved her hand: "You are a student, he is a teacher, and it is his duty to take care of you."

"No, I still have to thank you." Dolores tilted her head and looked at her: "Just like Madam, I also have to thank Madam for her careful and patient treatment. I am the one who caused you trouble!"

"Hey, you don't need to be so polite. Although I am not very polite to students sometimes, I can understand that at your age, even if you are fond of making trouble, you will inevitably get hurt. It's just that if I don't get serious, don't I let you not take it? Take your own safety seriously? But you were hurt too badly this time. This is the result of disobedience. Albus will joke, but he never tells lies, the fourth floor is not where you should go."

"I understand. I have learned my lesson and know that it hurts, so why would I do it again?"

"That's good. Be good girls. Come on, are you hungry?" Madam Pomfrey handed her the medicine bottle: "This time it's strawberry flavored, try it!"

Dolores couldn't help being slightly embarrassed, and took it with a dizzy face: "Thank you, madam!"

It took about three days for Dolores to taste all the flavors of Madam Pomfrey's homemade nutritional supplements except the mushroom flavor, and then she was able to eat normally.The blood scabs on her back became thicker and thicker, and she was able to withstand greater movements.The injury on the right arm healed faster, probably because the first time she took the medicine, that is, when she first fell into a coma, she used the medicine before Severus adjusted the formula, and the medicine was more effective and the course of treatment was shorter.

As Severus had foreseen, she lay in the school hospital for two weeks before all the blood scabs fell off, revealing the newly grown pink flesh.She couldn't see what was going on behind her, but the marks on her arms alone made her very worried. She probably couldn't wear short sleeves in summer in recent years.

During the period, Kara brought her roommate to visit the doctor and gave her study notes. She also felt sorry for Dolores and kept asking her how she got hurt.Dolores, who was instructed by Severus, didn't tell the truth, she only said that she had trespassed in the restricted area and mistook her for the Forbidden Forest.

"You won't meet a werewolf, will you?" Kara looked horrified: "I heard from the portraits in the castle that before every full moon, wolves would howl from the direction of the Forbidden Forest. I thought they were lying, but I didn't expect it to be real!"

"It's not true." Dolores quickly comforted her: "If I was a werewolf, wouldn't I become a werewolf if I was bitten? How could Hogwarts allow me to continue studying?"

"That's true." Carla immediately settled down, took her left hand and shook it: "Dolly, so Dolly, tell me what you encountered!"

Dolores shrugged: "I can't say. The headmaster doesn't allow it." She didn't wrong Dumbledore, and Severus was standing behind him.

"Okay!" Carla did not press the question any more.

After moving out of the school hospital, in addition to resuming classes, taking time to borrow the castle kitchen next to the common room, frying a bowl of dried fish and feeding it to Mrs. Loris, Dolores had to find Severus and give him the explanation he had asked for .But maybe it was a long time ago, Severus didn't seem to remember much, and when she took the initiative to stay after Potions class, he stabbed her with "what's the matter".

"Professor, about my going to the restricted area on the fourth floor..." Dolores lowered her head and whispered after noticing that everyone else in the classroom had left, "I can't deny that I went for the three-headed dog."

Severus frowned: "You know there are three-headed dogs there?"

"Yeah. I know."

"How did you know? Who told you?"

Dolores took a deep breath and said the planned name: "Harry Potter."

Severus' expression froze slightly, but he didn't ask how Harry Potter knew, as if he knew it for granted.

After listening for a few breaths, he asked, "Why did Harry Potter tell you?"

"I found out that you were injured." Dolores clenched her hands tightly behind her back, but her expression was as usual. After all, she had already vented her emotions to the instigator: "He seemed to know, so I just asked."

"Potter..." Severus looked a little annoyed.

"As for why I went to find the three-headed dog..."

"You don't need to talk about this. After discussion, the teachers all agreed that if you know the three-headed dog, it's easy to understand."

"Huh?" Dolores was very surprised.Has someone already found a good excuse for her?

"The headmaster also thinks that Newt Scamander is far away, and Professor Kettleburn is close by. You Hufflepuffs are not generally interested in magical creatures." After Severus finished speaking, he turned and went from the private storage Suddenly, he took out a glass bottle, which contained the toe of the three-headed dog that Dolores thought was lost and was even eaten by Mrs. Loris.

He placed the glass bottle among them: "But based on your potion talent, it seems that your interest in magical creatures mainly lies in the fact that you can draw materials from them. I can show this to them as evidence."

"Thank you, Professor, for keeping it safe for me!" Dolores followed his words, showing the joy of finding it again, and reached for the glass bottle, but failed to pick it up.

Severus pressed the cap of the bottle and held it on the table: "Who said I was going to return it to you?"

"But..." Dolores couldn't understand his attitude.

"Since you violated the school rules and trespassed in the restricted area, this toe is now a stolen item—" Severus raised his eyebrows, seeming a little complacent: "It should be taken back by the school and handed over to the teacher for safekeeping."

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What Severus said meant the same thing, the toes of the three-headed dog were going to belong to him.

Considering the injuries she had suffered, Dolores felt that if she was really desperately trying to collect potion raw materials from the three-headed dog, then now she should show some resentment that the fruit of her labor was robbed.

However, the situation under this assumption is difficult to become a reality.In the face of Severus who rarely showed his true feelings, she couldn't express any feigned anger in her heart.

Not knowing how to respond properly, Dolores could only bow her head and let him understand first.

"You don't have to feel disadvantaged." Severus said sure enough, "Just treat it as a reward for the hot bitterroot balm."

Dolores nodded slightly: "I really should thank the professor for his help."

"Then it's fine."

"But, I had prepared something else as a thank you gift..."

"What is it?"

"Three pairs of fairy wings."

"Take it out and I'll take a look."

Dolores was not surprised that he would be curious.Because fairies are rare and extremely difficult to catch, their wings are a very precious raw material, and their market value may be higher than a complete paw of a three-headed dog.

She pushed the wooden box prepared in advance to him: "Please have a look."

"Forget it, I won't read it." Severus pushed the wooden box away, and suddenly changed his mind: "I said thank you, just a euphemism for confiscating the dog's toes. I boiled the potion, it is my duty , without your further thanks."

"Professor..." Dolores was very surprised by his refusal.How could a potion master resist the allure of precious ingredients?If I had known that he would not accept it, I might as well continue sending it anonymously.Now it's all right, not only can't deliver, but I have to find another Christmas present this year.

"Needless to say." Severus began to push people away directly: "get out of class is over, you can go."

Dolores had no choice but to take back the wooden box: "Goodbye, Professor!"

Once the days were as calm as water again, they passed by like water. When Dolores suddenly noticed that fir trees were placed in the corridors of the castle, she realized that Christmas was finally coming.

This year she still signed to stay in school, and Kara also stayed with her because her parents left her to travel to Australia.They sat in front of the fireplace in the common room, enjoying the warmth of the fire while discussing their holiday arrangements.Dolores mentioned that she would ask for leave to go to Hogsmeade, and Kara wanted to follow, but unfortunately she did not have a letter of consent from her guardian, so she could only ask her to bring her some Honeydukes candies.

The flames made people feel lazy. Carla, who was still sitting on the sofa, had gradually collapsed on the armrest, half sitting and half lying down, playing with a card.After a while, she sighed to herself: "Should I help Harry..."

"What's the matter, Carla?" Dolores asked.

"Well, it's not a big deal." Kara handed her the card: "A while ago, or when you were in the hospital, I went to the library to sort out my notes, and I overheard that Harry and his friends were looking for someone named 'Nick Le May' people. Tell me, should I put this