The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"Ah, my dear Junior Snape, how long will it take for you to finish your potion"?

Hekmedia reluctantly poured the fried food in the pot onto the plate, and then brought the food to the small table where Snape usually used to eat and read.

"If you, senior sister, could put down the spatula in your hand and come over to help me boil the potion instead of having to cook me dinner, I think our progress will be very fast."

Snape helplessly stirred the contents of the cauldron with a spoon, and the liquid inside began to change from a disgusting gray to a bright purple.

"Ah, this is just a reward for your trouble in brewing the potion for me. After all, apart from you, I really can't find anyone who can brew such a powerful potion for me."

Hekmadia said with great satisfaction.

"I have nutritional potions."

Snape said calmly, and then threw the herbs prepared in advance into the pot.

"It's not a good thing to skip meals all the time. I remember you were very handsome when you were young, but you can't tell it at all now."

Hekmedia took the honey from Snape's raw material cabinet, then found a small bowl and added honey and porcupine quill powder into it.

"Well, with these porcupine quills, the medicinal effect should be enough."

Snape took a look at the amount of Hekmelia's powder, then poured all the mixture in the bowl into the crucible, then turned up the heat and started boiling.

"Can I ask?"

Snape, who was stirring the potion in the pot with a spoon, said suddenly.

"what"?

Hekmadia said pretending to be stupid.

"Of course I'm asking Senior, why do you need such a powerful sleeping potion! Are you planning to bring down a giant monster? This potion that I improved can stun a fire dragon with just one drop! If Senior, you are If you want to use this potion to do some private things that are not convenient to talk about, please don't tell me."

Snape said with an expressionless expression on his face.

"Ah, I know this is a strictly controlled illegal potion outside, and there should only be a few potion masters in the world who can brew it, even though the ingredients used in this thing are not too rare."

Hekmadia continued very leisurely:

"I plan to do something with these potions tonight. I remember that the potions are completely colorless and odorless, right?"

"Yes, I usually sell these potions to the Department for the Control of Magical Creatures of the Ministry of Magic. They will distribute the potions very strictly to various dragon farms to calm the irritable fire dragons."

Snape finally added beetle eyes to the pot. The potion immediately faded from bright purple to a transparent color like water, and its physical properties were basically the same as water.

"Severus, let me ask you, how many drops of potion do you think it will take to make my son fall asleep completely and not wake up until the next morning"?

Hekmadia suddenly asked Snape.

"If it's a normal person, one drop of the potion is enough to make him comatose for a day and a half, but considering Mr. Hilbert's special physique, I suggest you put two drops, because his blood is even purer than the fire dragon!"

Snape thought for a moment and then gave the above answer.

"What about Astoria?"

Hekmadia continued to ask.

"The dosage is basically the same, but now I have to ask you what you want to do"?

Snape frowned when he heard Hekmadia mentioning Astoria, and finally asked suspiciously.

"Ah, my dear Junior Snape, you have never been a father, so you may not quite understand the strong desire to create a better life for your children."

Looking at Snape who was stunned but with a thoughtful expression on his face, Hekmadia nodded with great satisfaction, and then continued in that tone:

"I feel that the necessary goodwill has been built up between the two of them, but I always need to do something to continue to close the distance between them, so I had no choice but to take this step."

"You couldn't have planned it"...

Snape seemed to understand the unreliable thoughts of this unreliable senior sister, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Ah, since both people have slept to death, some established facts will not happen, but even if the established fact does not happen, the matter itself is still an established fact."

"Although there is no distance between them in the first place, I still want to shorten the distance between them. Although I don't really want the distance to become particularly close, the distance will indeed become smaller in the end anyway. So close."

Hekmedia drank the juice she brought very leisurely, moistened her throat and then continued:

"How is it? My dear fellow Snape, don't you feel like listening to your words is like listening to your words?"

"To a certain extent, I don't quite understand what you said, but I seem to understand a little bit."

Snape roughly understood what his senior meant, and then shook his head as if giving up treatment.

"Since the two of them are engaged, as the godfather of Miss Greengrass, I have no objection to this, but I still hope that you, senior sister, will pay attention to it"...

"Ha! Don't worry, junior, my son has long been used to my pranks."

Hekmadia patted Snape's shoulder very excitedly.

"Ah, by the way, this is something a friend of mine brought you. It's a potion material."

Hekmedia carefully took out a glass bottle from her suitcase, which contained a very beautiful but very strange flower that had just been picked.

This flower is a split-petal curled flower with moderate wrinkles and curls. The red slender curled petals make it look very weird, but it also reveals an indescribable beauty.

"this is"?

Snape looked at the flower with a solemn expression. He always felt that the red color of the flower was too bright, as if someone had been watering it with blood.

"The bloody Lycoris in Changbai Mountain in the northern border of China is an extremely precious medicinal material. It has a mysterious effect on the soul and can directly break any magic locked on the soul."

Hekmadia cleared her throat, and then tapped the glass bottle with her hand.

"This thing grows next to a completely dilapidated magic ruins. The environment there is very dangerous, and there are a lot of undead creatures wandering around that you have never seen before. Even the top Aurors in China do not dare to go there to collect medicine at will." .

"This kind of flower also has another name called Blood Manzhu Shahua, which is also the flower of the other side. It is said to be a flower that can connect the two worlds of yin and yang."

"If you really plan to break away from the control of that idiot who calls himself the Dark Lord, then maybe one day in the future, you can use the juice of this thing to wash away the marks on your arms and completely cut off the connection between you and the Dark Lord."

Under the very dim light of Snape's residence, this rosette shimmered with an intoxicating light.