[HP] Astringent

There was another knock on the door, and Vanessa lazily waved her wand, and the door opened automatically.The three of Harry were stunned by the sight in front of them, and for a moment they didn't know whether they should come in.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione!" Hagrid yelled excitedly, Fang Fang, whose head rested on his lap, suddenly raised his head, seeing them lower their heads again, "Come in!"

Hagrid's cabin was overcrowded for the first time with so many people.

"Aunt Vanessa, why are you here?" Ron frowned, as if he couldn't stand the smell of alcohol, "Professor Lupine, good evening."

Vanessa said seriously, "Call me Professor Weasley at school, Ron. And Harry, you shouldn't be out of the castle after dark."

"What does it matter, there are no dementors here." Harry said dissatisfiedly, the previous month of getting along made him regard Vanessa as a respected elder, and sometimes he had the illusion that if Vanessa was his Aunt, she has the same red hair as her mother, she must look like a pair of sisters.

"Vanessa is right, you should protect yourself now." Lupine nodded in agreement.

"Yes, you guys hurry back, hurry back before it gets dark. I'll take you out!" Hagrid staggered and sat back on the sofa.

Vanessa stood up and fastened her robe to cover her slightly protruding stomach: "You rest, I'll take them back."

"I'm about to say goodbye too, thank you very much for your hospitality." Lupine even ate two steaks that were medium-rare, and Vanessa was afraid that he would spoil his stomach.

The three children reluctantly followed them back to the castle.Vanessa felt a little floating when walking, as if stepping on cotton under her feet, her boredom and entanglement were swept away, as if she had returned to the age of school.

Ron said: "You have to pay attention. Today, Professor Trelawney just predicted that you will die."

"Don't mention it, can you!" Hermione said disdainfully, "Professor McGonagall has said that she predicts a death every year."

"Ah, have you started divination classes?" Vanessa said with great interest, "My teacher said back then that I would marry the person I love, but I haven't succeeded until now. When I was young, I always believed in No doubt." She sighed and shook her head.

Harry asked curiously, "Has my mother ever taken a divination class?"

"I haven't chosen it... I don't remember clearly." Alcohol made Vanessa's speech a little bit too much, "Your mother doesn't like these, what did she say? Yes, she said these are things to deceive little girls .Heh... She really got it right."

Harry heard something strange: "You take care of me so much, aren't you friends with my mother when you were in school?"

"Of course not, who can tolerate someone in the class who looks better than you." Vanessa looked at Lupine, "I remember that there was a girl in the college at the time."

Lupine said, "But I think Lily only got five votes more than you."

Harry fantasized about Lily at school with great interest, not realizing that Lupine and his parents were also classmates.

Vanessa snorted heavily: "Don't think that I don't know how you boys judge me in private, saying that I am useless except for my looks, and my head is full of straw."

Ron said, "That's exactly what Snape said."

Vanessa let out a chuckle: "That's different, Severus thinks everyone's heads are stuffed with straw." She waited for Lupine to open the castle gate and walked in.

Snape just happened to be coming up the cellar stairs, his dark eyes gleaming coldly.He looked at the Gryffindor in front of him with disgust.

Vanessa can't even bend her mind now, she tilted her head, with a sweet smile on her face: "Yeah, Severus."

Snape turned his eyes to her now, his lips pursed.

Lupine signaled the three of Harry to go back quickly, and said calmly, "Good evening, Severus, are you going to start the night watch?"

"Obviously I can't have the same leisure time as you two professors." His silky tone was full of sarcasm.

"Then we won't disturb your work."

Lupine left too, leaving Vanessa alone.

"Professor Weasley, do you have anything else to do?" Snape said sarcastically, "Are you going to take my place in my work, just like Hagrid's class?"

He obviously didn't really want an answer, but Vanessa originally wanted to accompany him on the night watch.At this moment, she said sullenly as if turning off the fire: "No, I'm going back to the dormitory."

Snape turned and went upstairs, acquiescing to her following.Vanessa lost count of the number of times she followed him from the Great Hall to Gryffindor Tower.

The castle lights had gone out, and the Fat Lady was snoring loudly.Vanessa used her wand to illuminate the floor tile facing the portrait in front of her. She stepped onto the floor tile and almost crashed into Snape's arms. With her head held high, she smiled slightly: "Severus , do you know how many floor tiles will be walked from the hall to here?"

Snape avoided answering and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

Vanessa knocked her head dizzily, and said with a silly smile: "Yes, wine is really a good thing."

Looking closer, Snape's black eyes were even brighter in the darkness. Vanessa didn't smell the familiar scent of potions, and her nostrils were filled with the smell of alcohol.

"A total of forty-one thousand yuan."

Vanessa shook her head in distress, not knowing what she wanted to say, she passed Snape and disappeared into the dark corridor.

For the next two days, Vanessa hid in the office and concentrated on reading while she was out of class.She was still looking up information about the ring she saw that night, but found nothing.There was also no way to bring anyone back from the dead.She wondered if she should tell Dumbledore what she had found.

An owl flew in through the open window, dropped a note and flew away—it was a letter from Hagrid, asking Vanessa to help him make a potion for his good friend the eight-eyed spider, and a gift prescription and required materials.

Vanessa has two heads, she is really not good at potions, but she is too embarrassed to refuse and can only try it.Knowingly, she cleared the table and covered everything with a cloth before carefully lighting the cauldron.

What she wanted to prepare was just a simple antidiarrheal potion, but it was a little different from the ones used by people.Although the process was very smooth, the potion did not turn blue as described in the book.She looked at the smelly liquid in the cauldron, not sure if she would drink the dead spider.

Vanessa didn't hesitate long before she decided to ask Snape for help.

Snape was not in the office, but a Slytherin student told her that Slytherin and Gryffindor had Potions class together this morning.

Knock, knock - Vanessa knocked on the door of the Potions classroom, and the door was pulled open vigorously from the inside, and Snape appeared at the door: "What's the matter, Professor Weasley?"

"Severus, can you help me, I'm brewing a potion..." Vanessa sped up her speech, as if Snape wouldn't pick on her, "Anyway, It's supposed to be blue, but what I boiled out was orange!"

Snape stepped back a little, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and said critically: "Looks like another idiot who boiled the potion orange, I don't understand how you have the courage to graduate after many years with your IQ." Will you challenge such a difficult thing as brewing potions again?"

Snape was always so relentless when it came to potions, especially when he was so depressed, and she wisely chose to go along with him and say, "I wouldn't want to touch this again if I could." , if Hagrid hadn't asked me for help..."

Vanessa saw Hermione adding something to Neville's cauldron behind Snape's back.Snape also sensed the movement behind him, and gave the two of them a reproachful look.

"Sir," said Hermione, "sir, with your permission, may I fix it for him?"

"I didn't ask you to show off, Miss Granger." Snape said coldly, and Hermione's face was as red as Neville's.

Vanessa looked at him sincerely: "Severus, I'll be fine in 10 minutes, please help me."

Snape was stern, but his eyes were a little loose. He looked around the class and said, "I'll be right back. You have to finish your own potions. Mr. Longbottom, before class ends today, we need to feed your toad a few drops of this potion." Plant the potion and see what happens. Maybe that will encourage you to make the potion well."

Snape walked out the door, leaving Neville distraught.With her back turned to Snape, Vanessa quietly made a cheering gesture to Neville and Hermione.

"Meddling again, huh?" said Snape, "and desperately trying to blow up the cauldron?"

"No, I read the recipe, and I thought it was only a third-grade difficulty at most." Vanessa retorted, "And there is nothing wrong with it except for the wrong color."

When Snape saw the pot of liquid, his face became even darker: "How many drops of Viper's venom did you add?"

"Five drops? Or six drops?" She recalled distressedly, her mind went blank.

"Are your eyes just a display, didn't you see that the formula says a little bit of venom?"

"Hmm... five or six drops is a lot?"

Snape cast a hopeless glance at her, poured in three drops of rat bile, and stirred the potion as he went.Once he started making potions, he regained his composure.Vanessa stood silently watching the potion turn blue.He turned off the fire and poured the potion into a glass bottle.

"Can it be changed so easily?" Vanessa said convincingly, "Severus, you are really good at potions."

Snape didn't even bother to hum, and looked at her haughtily, lifting his chin slightly.Vanessa also laughed when she saw him. She held the potion in her hand and looked at it again, feeling a little complacent.

"It's just an antidiarrheal potion."

"That's also the most successful potion I've ever brewed. It just ignited my interest in potions."

The rest of Snape's relentless criticism didn't affect Vanessa's mood, and she went downstairs with him, carrying the potion.

"Everyone come here." Snape pushed open the door of the Potions classroom, and Neville trembled. "Let's see what happens to Mr. Longbottom's toad."

Vanessa quietly walked to the corner behind the classroom, and Ron and Harry who rushed back to look at her greeted her.Snape gave her a cold look.She was honest for only two seconds, then craned her neck to look at the potion in front of Neville - it was already a perfect bright green.

Snape poured two drops of the potion on the toad, and it successfully transformed into a tadpole in the palm of his hand.To the applause of the Gryffindor students, he regretfully gave a few drops of potion to the tadpole, and the tadpole turned back into a toad again.

"I told you not to help him, Miss Granger." His words wiped the smiles from everyone's faces, "Gryffin..."

Vanessa knew that Snape hated someone taking advantage of potions, but how many children could learn potions under his intimidation, she smiled and said, "It's time to end get out of class, Severus."

Snape raised her eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and she continued, "Mr. Longbottom, how much mouse bile is needed in the shrink potion?"

Neville stammered, "Yes... a drop."

"How much leech juice do you need?"

"a little."

"When will it be added?"

"At..." He looked at Hermione beggingly.

"Look at me, Mr. Longbottom, I don't think I'll eat you."

The whole class burst out laughing, and he was about to cry: "Before turning off the fire... um... 10 minutes."

Vanessa looked at Snape: "Look, he has memorized it, kid, you have to work harder after class is over. Let's go, get out of class is over, let's go to dinner." She rushed to Snape Kicked the kids out before deducting points from Gryffindor.

The classroom was in a mess, and Snape needed to sort and put away the potion ingredients before eating.In order to thank him for his help, Vanessa rolled up her sleeves and started working with him.

Snape was still stern, and Vanessa explained, "Okay, didn't you just want him to learn at least a little about potions, and it turned out to be pretty good?" Put it neatly into the bellows, "You are prejudiced against Gryffindor, I think Miss Granger is pretty good."

Snape remarked succinctly: "Showing off knowledge."

Vanessa couldn't reach the glass jars with porcupine quills on top of the cabinet, and Snape took them, put them in and put the lid on.

"Mr. Malfoy is still grandstanding."

What else did Snape have to say, distracted by the glaring scar on Vanessa's arm.Vanessa smirked and pulled her sleeves down.

"If Professor Weasley doesn't need it, you can give me back the white meat. Who knows if Mr. Longbottom will need some after he blows up the cauldron next time."

"I just forgot these two days. I will use it when I go back, every day. I have to go back what you gave me, stingy."

They put the last basket of wormwood in the cupboard, and they also went to the hall.