The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"Forget it, Ron, do you think a Ravenclaw is as easy to deceive as you?"

Ron's expression was fixed on his face, and he took a small step back subconsciously and shook his head again and again, "No, I don't believe it, you guys are full of tricks. What did George just tell you about Sissy? You must believe me and don't listen to his nonsense. Maybe that thing will turn into eight spiked legs in your hands!"

No wonder Ron thought so. The teddy bear he held in his arms when he was three years old suddenly grew legs and turned into a spider. This kind of childhood shadow probably takes a lifetime to heal...

I felt sorry for Ron for three seconds.

"Thank you for thinking about me," Sissy looked at Ron with a smile, "but I'm sure that's what I need. Your brothers have helped me a few times before, so don't worry too much. And ——If their business goes well, maybe they will buy a new owl for the family in the future?"

Sissy changed her mind about getting Fred and George a new owl for April Fools' Day, their birthdays.

This method is more appropriate than sending one over directly. The amount required to buy an owl is not small, and their parents may not agree to accept it.

It's just that it will take longer to do so. This year is only counted as the initial stage, and there will be no spare money in the period when the capital is just beginning to accumulate.

"New owl!" Ron's eyes quickly flashed with hope, and then dimmed again.

His brothers should not be too happy to lend the owl they bought for their own use, yes, they must not, he is destined to only have the old and scumbag Errol.

Sissy thought about Ron's depressed expression, glanced at George and Fred, and she could roughly guess the reason. She wanted to suggest that Ron join her brothers in sales promotion and get a share of her own reward, but she was a little worried about the two Huo continued to behave like a cheater, making him work for nothing.

In the end, she just patted Ron on the weak shoulder, turned to George and said, "By the way, don't forget to continue the test tomorrow, old time, but the location has to be changed to classroom NO.11."

"You mean the empty classroom that was never used?"

"It's like an oversized empty cupboard without even half a chair. Look at how nice our Gryffindor lounge is! There's a warm fireplace and a sofa. It's much more comfortable than there."

The lounge is warm and comfortable, but she doesn't like the relaxation and burnout hidden in the room. "We're not here for afternoon tea. It's so easy to get sleepy in a leisurely environment. I have other plans for the future. And the fat lady obviously doesn't I'm very welcome to take the liberty of visiting, but I just kindly agree to it once, I can't come every day, and take the politeness as a blessing."

After finishing speaking, Sissy raised one corner of her mouth, showing a lovely dimple on her cheek, "Or do you actually prefer to go to the Potions classroom? You have all the tables and chairs you want, and it is warmer than classroom No.11 If it's there, I'd be more than happy to say yes!"

"No! Do you want all the rubies in the scoring hourglass to float to the top? When they come back from the festival and see, bang, the points are gone, and we will be put in the fireplace." Fred palmed Shrugged.

Yes, just to make the professor happy, Qianqian nodded quietly in her heart.

It's actually nothing to deduct it as a grand lot.Professor Snape wasn't the only one who was eccentric. With Harry around, Professor Dumbledore would be able to make a clever name at the end of the term and add them all back in one go.

Sissy has long since lost interest in this kind of activity where the final right of interpretation belongs to the principal's office.

Whoever you love fights for it, anyway, whether she grabs it or not, the final ownership of the Academy Cup is probably like that.

The Academy Cup, similar to the mobile red flag, is nothing more than a boring game for professors, and a means to manage students and promote competition.

So Qianqian simply chose to lie flat, so she didn't need to bother to do a meaningless thing. Since she came to school, the only way to earn real money is to get the knowledge into her mind, and everything else is false.

Today's experiment has been completed, now let's get rid of Weasley and the others, Sissy is planning to go to the kitchen to see if Dudu is there, if she is there, she can prepare the meal for the professor's birthday in advance.

The elves are good at cooking, so she has to learn from it.

"You guys like the Gryffindor lounge, and I like the Potions classroom. In my opinion, it's like this—if you disagree, let's take a step back and choose NO.11 classroom."

Sissy didn't expect the two little lions to stay by the snake's den, but from their point of view, adding this seemingly terrible comparison option, the proposal to go to NO.11 classroom seems to be Much more pleasing to the eye.

After getting an affirmative answer, she stood in front of the hidden entrance of the kitchen again after a long time.

The oil paintings are hung quite high, probably because they don't want the greedy junior students to always run into the kitchen to steal food after learning the secret of the oil paintings.

Sissy tried her best to reach on her tiptoes, she was almost in a ballet posture, but she still couldn't reach the place in the painting that needed to be scratched.

"Why haven't the past few months been so long..."

When I came back to the kitchen a few times ago, either Hagrid was there or my roommate helped to lift it up, but this time she was the only one who came here alone.

The height disadvantage is obvious.

Sissy really wants to inherit her mother's height. In my impression, she looks about 1.7 meters. She looks good in everything, and she looks like a clothes hanger for walking.

Fortunately, she did not develop early, and there is still hope for natural growth.

Although she is a wizard, spells and potions have limitations in improving the human body, just like Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall have to wear glasses, oh yes, Harry also wears them.

In short, regardless of whether it is a strong magic power or money at home, it is easier to recover from an injury or change the body in a short period of time, but if you want to change fundamentally and permanently, it is impossible to start.

Sissy looked down at herself, and pinched a bunch of white feathers from the corner of her clothes with two fingers.

It must have been left by Libo, stuck to her woolen coat when she cuddled in the morning.

As a result, the fluffy fibers of the wool entangled the soft feathers, and most of the day passed without falling down.

Sissy chanted a transformation spell, sent the feather to the pear in the painting, controlled the tip of the feather to sweep back and forth with high frequency, and added a sound to it, "creak creak creak."

Pear couldn't bear the itch and smiled, and the green doorknob that turned out was still like a crooked cucumber with no taste.

"Do you want to stump the little dwarf when you are taller? Alahoo is open!"

The oil painting block has been removed, and the door with its strange green handle can be resolved with a simple lockpicking spell.

There were only a few figures in the kitchen.

During the holiday, the number of diners dropped sharply, and Sissy thought that most of the elves would rest and chat in the kitchen.

"Hello, is Dudu here?" She randomly asked an elf.

"If you ask Dudu... she is in charge of cleaning the observatory today."