[HP] Astringent

Dumbledore was out of school recently, and he needed to meet with someone who had been in contact with You-Know-Who to get more information.Vanessa knew that he was suspecting that the mysterious man had not only made a Horcrux, but he didn't know more information.Because Dumbledore had consciously told her some of the information and Snape the other.At best, they were just completing the tasks Dumbledore ordered.

After all, their job is still teachers, and Vanessa doesn't have to focus on this matter.In the afternoon, the first Muggleology research class of the new semester was due to take place. Vanessa specially prepared the teaching materials early and went to the lobby on the first floor to have lunch.

Snape seemed to be in a good mood, and he even patiently ate a large portion of fried cod.Vanessa greeted anxiously: "Long time no see, Severus. Is the laboratory better?"

Snape said coldly: "Thanks to you, it has been redecorated."

He hasn't cast a dozen poisonous curses on himself yet, so it seems that he has calmed down.Vanessa pretended not to understand his sarcasm: "That's good, I won't visit." She knocked on the side of the plate, and a delicious fish and chips appeared on the plate.

The ring finger of her left hand can hardly be used. After a long time of adaptation, she is still very clumsy when holding a fork.Moreover, the unsightly black scar was dangling in front of her eyes. After a few mouthfuls, she didn't want to eat any more, and drank the lemon juice slowly.

"The quill works very well," said Snape.

Vanessa reacted for a while, then remembered that it was a Christmas gift from herself, and said with a smile, "As long as you like it."

Snape caught a glimpse of her dinner plate, finished his last cup of coffee, and said to Vanessa, "The cutting spell is easy."

"Ah? What did you say?"

With a wave of Snape's wand, he uttered a spell clearly, and the cod and chips immediately turned into neat, bite-sized pieces.The corners of Vanessa's mouth couldn't help but twitched.

The plate of food was way beyond Vanessa's appetite, but she ate it all up.

During class, Vanessa was so uncomfortable that she kept changing positions to make herself more comfortable.This class is mainly about the energy needed by Muggles, from Tesla to Edison, from the steam engine to the first light bulb.Hermione hadn't even learned a lot of the content, and she was eagerly copying the notes.Vanessa kindly told her that the handouts would be distributed to everyone later, and she held back a little.

Neville came in with a sad face, and he sat down on the seat and didn't move, remembering that he would suddenly be dazed and sigh while taking notes, which made Hermione turn his head frequently.

His sigh interrupted Vanessa's train of thought again. Vanessa put down the chalk, and the voice was a bit loud, which made Neville tremble and looked at her in panic.

"Mr. Longbottom, do I give my lectures so badly?"

Neville's face turned red instantly, and he stammered, "No, no, Professor Weasley."

"Then can you tell me what's wrong with you?"

"I...I..." He lowered his head timidly.

Hermione raised her hand anxiously: "I know, Professor Weasley. It's because of Potions, Professor Snape deducted thirty points from us."

It seemed that there was a reason why Snape was able to calm down so quickly.Vanessa knew that part of the responsibility for the deduction was on her, so she smiled awkwardly: "So many? Don't be too sad, Mr. Longbottom."

"Not only the deduction of points, but also my potion thesis..." He tremblingly took out a piece of crumpled parchment.

Vanessa picked it up, and wrote a comment at the end of the paper: Mr. Longbottom, if you were willing to fill your little head with more knowledge instead of filling it with water, maybe you would not have written such a paper. An overly delirious essay.Of course, given your usual performance in class, I think the brain may not exist in your body.

Vanessa couldn't help laughing, Neville's small round face was wrinkled, and tears filled his big eyes immediately, and Hermione looked at her disapprovingly.She explained: "I'm not laughing at you, I just thought being critical was... very fitting for Professor Snape. Did you all get a comment?"

Hermione nodded emphatically, and except for the three Slytherins, the rest of the students raised their hands.

Vanessa touched her nose and blocked the upturned corner of her mouth: "Well, it may be my fault, because I gave him a quill for pranks. Believe me, I will solve this problem. Mr. Longbottom, Don't cry. Five points from Gryffindor to thank Miss Granger for her enthusiastic answer. Shall we continue with the class?" She handed Neville a handkerchief, and Neville took it with sobs, and thanked him in a low voice.

Vanessa spent the night recreating a compliment quote, and ran to the Potions Office the next morning while Snape was off to teach Potions to the sixth graders.She was prepared to try many passwords before she could get in, but she did not expect to succeed just once.

The password was pansy, which Vanessa changed for Snape during the holidays so that he could occupy Snape's office every day.Now is a special period, passwords in all places have to be changed every month, Snape doesn't have the heart to deal with these trivial matters, so Vanessa changed it for him on her own initiative.

He was already used to using potion ingredients as passwords. Pansy happened to be a necessary material for making various potions to treat skin diseases. He naturally had no objection, but he didn't know that the flower language of pansy in the Muggle world is missing .

Vanessa slipped into the office easily and saw the quill in the inkwell on the desk.She wiped the nib clean and changed the spell on it.After handling it, she carefully put the quill back to its original position, even the angle of inclination was almost the same.

She found that the small dark red blanket she used to cover her legs was folded flat on the corner of the sofa. The color was supposed to be incompatible with the dark green furnishings in the room, but in fact it was unexpectedly harmonious, and instead became a warm embellishment.

Then she was attracted by the stacks of books on the coffee table.The books are divided into categories, one stack is for Occlumency, the other is for offensive spells, and there are also black magic spells. There are countless sheets of paper in each book, and there are densely written notes on them. ——Snape prepared the magic books for her to learn like a lesson.

Vanessa complained in her heart, reading all kinds of books every day like being watched by a professor.But looking at Snape's workload, she felt a little distressed.Not only did Snape have to attend classes, but he also had to brew potions for her and Lupine, and study the anti-curse of the black magic on Horcruxes.It was like this when I was in school. The teacher asked him to read ten books for one book. I really don't know when he will be able to live a more relaxed life.

For some reason, she began to help Snape tidy up the room. She washed several empty glass bottles that had been filled with refreshing potions and put them back on the shelf. returned to its original position.

After tidying up, Vanessa got tired and sat on the sofa. She even forgot to check the time.By the time she realized it was too late, familiar footsteps sounded outside the door.She looked around in a panic, trying to hide this place, when the door was opened.

Snape stopped directly at the door, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he walked in naturally and closed the door.

"You're back, Severus," she said with mock calm.

Snape nodded briefly, and put a stack of papers on the desk, Vanessa's heart rose following his movement.He didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and sat back on the single sofa, a cup of black tea appeared out of nowhere beside him.

Vanessa asked, "Aren't you wondering why I came here?"

Snape said nonchalantly, "Why?"

"Actually, after thinking about it, I decided to visit your new laboratory." Snape raised an eyebrow, looked at Vanessa sharply, and she immediately laughed, "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously. Are these the books I'm going to read next?"

Snape picked up a few books from the coffee table and handed them to her: "With your IQ, these are the only books that are suitable for you." His voice was softer than usual, and he put his other hand on his temple.

"What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?" Vanessa asked with concern.

He shook his head, and casually called for a bottle of potion on the shelf. Vanessa recognized it as a refreshing potion at a glance.She pressed Snape's arm and said, "Severus, stop drinking the Pepper Potion, you should know it's dependent."

Snape pursed his lips: "I know more about potions than you do."

"Then you still drink so many bottles?" The corners of Vanessa's eyes drooped, guilt was written between her brows, "Did I cause you trouble?" Her fingers stroked Snape's sleeve uneasily .

Snape was silent for two seconds, and said flatly, "No, Albus is very satisfied that he has now found a Horcrux."

"Then you... sorry."

"I don't remember a time when you were so fond of apologizing. If your ears are fine, I just said no." Snape swung his wand again, and the potion flew back to its place intact.

Vanessa smiled reluctantly, and shook her head self-consciously: "Severus, why don't I help you substitute for Lupin, so that you don't have to be so tired."