The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Sissy rubbed her little head, how brave she was then, and how annoyed she is now.

It's too underestimating. Thinking about it carefully, from the moment she put on the glasses, she didn't take them off immediately after trying them on for a minute as originally planned, and she had already fallen into the trap of the spell.

A wicked curse that takes away all the IQ, replaces the brain with that of the little troll, and replaces the guts with that of the Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon.

No wonder Fred and George speculate that it needs to be used in conjunction with intelligence enhancers. I really want to know what feats the two of them have done while wearing them.

The key is that all these embarrassments are clearly in the memory, spraying venom at the snake's mouth, and then getting more and more hairy... It's really fatal.

Although Qianqian couldn't figure out what the reason was, she had also heard that hair should not be touched casually, and that there are reverse scales on the head, touching it would cause death.

After finishing the work, not only touched it, but also added fuel to the fire and hated it for being greasy.

Oh my god, what did she do, a shiver of being late for a long time swept through her body.

It was lucky that it was not kneaded into a ball and thrown into the cauldron to be boiled.

Asking her to make a few crucible potions is just to share some errands, as it should be.

Those unlucky children who were really punished and locked up in confinement on weekdays were often tasked with disposing of a large iron bucket of slugs or toads used in class.

A whole barrel of sticky stuff does have some visual impact. If you are not used to it, you need courage to get started.

Among the lower-grade students who were punished for making a mistake for the first time, there were always a few who couldn't hold back their grievances and cried.

With snot and tears, he didn't dare to make a sound, his little face was flushed from holding back, and he whimpered and trembled from crying.

Sissy felt some sympathy at first, but then it was gone.

Because it is suspected that the slugs they have processed are likely to be mixed with some strange, translucent objects that shouldn't be there.

I'm afraid... When she realized this at the time, she couldn't help stomping her feet and yelling at the crying baby of the same age.

"Crying! Crying is useful? Listen well, stop immediately, wipe your nose, hey...I didn't ask you to wipe it with that hand! Go to the sink and wash it thoroughly, come back, hurry up, grind, after the curfew time, If you get deducted points again, you deserve it!"

This kind of thing didn't happen very often, but she couldn't be free enough to stare at it all the time, let alone Professor Snape.

When I think about the possibility of materials being contaminated, I panic.

For this reason, she specially quietly reminded Helen and those three, that when you need slugs in class, you must remember to bring them with you. If you really don't have any, just ask her to take them.

The self-prepared medicinal materials are reliable and reliable.

Sissy looked down at the bottles and cans on the table, thinking about the adaptive changes needed after learning the flame control, her mind quickly calmed down.

The broad-spectrum antidote is already within the scope of her current configuration, and there is no problem sending it to the school hospital for business trips. Others may not see any difference at all.

The powder of unicorn horn needs to be finely ground and then strictly sieved, and the bezoar contains some plant fibers, so it takes a lot of work to ensure the effect when grinding.

According to the existing quantity, the time required from the processing of raw materials to the completion of preparation is calculated. It is necessary to see the bright starry sky in the second half of the night—if there are windows in this room.

"Come on, start early and end early."

Sissy took off the hat that got in the way, and took out some heavy agate mortar and pestle from the drawer.

The brass scales, to be used later, rest on the far side of the table.

The powder in the mortar should not exceed one-third of the inner volume, she prefers to put less, a small amount and many times, the effect is better.

Slightly larger solids are crushed first to reduce damage to the mortar.

Next, keep the bowl and pestle upright. When it's time to turn into a little jade rabbit, there is no pounding action. You only need to grind in circles, otherwise the powder will splash all over your face.

After careful grinding, the much finer powder often sticks to the inner wall, like a thick mask covering the mortar.

This will scrape them off with a long-handled medicine spoon and rejoin the grinding process, so as to ensure that there is no omission.

There are no complicated skills in the whole process, just technique and patience.

In the past, the preparation of electrode slurry in the laboratory was also like this. The dosage of a single proportion was small, and it could only be done manually in a mortar without the aid of an abrasive machine.

Inject alcohol into the mixed powder, just one portion, and it will last for two or three hours at a time, until the alcohol in the mortar is almost evaporated naturally.

Overcast and rainy days evaporate slowly, making it even more painful. After a week like this, the left and right hands take turns in battle, and the pain is comparable.

Unexpectedly, after completing half of the project, the middle road collapsed—poisoned herself to death, and there, she would probably turn it into a small report in the news magazine, "Toxic Gas Leakage Accident in a High School somewhere", A female college student surnamed Lin who was experimenting unfortunately...

I hope there is only one, and no one will die because of her in this accident.

Under normal circumstances, death is to pass through that layer of veil, and then never see each other again, forgetting all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the previous life, and re-entering reincarnation without a trace of cause and effect.

And she just happened to be lucky, or there was some bond that allowed her to come here with her memories and regain her old career.

The movement of the hands did not stop, and the feel obtained through the pestle gradually became more delicate.

"Even if it's turned into powder, the unicorn horn is still so beautiful." Sissy looked at the shimmering silver powder, and her mood turned joyful.

A noble and pure magical creature that seems to be blessed with healing just by looking at it.

Keeping her breathing steady and slow, Sissy scraped off the powder adhering to the inner wall of the mortar with a medicine spoon, moved it to the placed sieve, and tilted it slightly at a certain angle.

The smaller the particle size, the easier it is to agglomerate the powder, and it is difficult to fall normally when it stays on the screen.

At this time, shaking vigorously like a sieve will allow larger particles that should not meet the passing requirements to be mixed into it.

Just flick the index finger a few times to let the powder move forward smoothly, and the silver-white powder like smoke will fall into the receiving tray below.

The particles that cannot get through are poured back into the mortar, and then the soft brush is taken out to clean the screen, and the little ones stuck in the mesh are swept out, and new materials are added and repeated.

After cleaning up the pink bubbles flying around in the office, Snape's chest can be considered to be breathing.

Losing his anger, he glanced inside the study as he passed by.

Well, sure enough, I still have to do something, and it's much more pleasing to the eye now.

When preparing potions or studying seriously, she still has a bit of her own demeanor, even out of blue, she has no desire for power and status, she is purely interested, which is fine.

It's just that after studying, they are still bears, too bears, only a little bit better than the group outside.

Even if he was affected by the spell this time, his attitude towards him was obviously more casual and presumptuous, how dare he turn his back on him...

He can manage the entire academy, which is a mess of fish and dragons, but there are times when he can't do anything.

Snape sighed quietly, a sense of powerlessness came to his mind.

Hmph, just wash it, what a big deal.