The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

The next moment, the two figures teleported into the hidden passage near the library.

"Well, there are too many people in front, so I can only send it here." Dudu took a step back into the shadows, grabbed his big ears with his small hands, and pulled them down like pressing the brim of a hat, shyly blocking himself half of his face.

The elves have always been unknown in their work. If too many people see their existence, their work will be unqualified. All the companions who have cared for her since she can remember have told her so seriously.

Probably true, since all elves do it, and there's always a sense of doing the right thing just by following the pack.

Or maybe it's wrong, because no one can say the specific reason, it seems to be just word of mouth, and Headmaster Dumbledore - their current master has never given such instructions.

However, this is about the same for an elf who is born with social fear.

As long as she hides quietly, her face won't turn red.

Just as Dudu was about to raise his hand to perform Apparation again, his cheeks were rubbed against him.

"You're really great, Dudu, you can use it so smoothly without the guidance of a magic wand, and I really want to learn this trick as soon as possible." Sissy picked up the elf like a doll, turned her face to the side, and the small face on her face The fluff rubbed faintly itchy.

"Ah, um, I...it's time to go back and cook."

Dudu's cheeks were boiling hot, and there was a bit of heat coming out, and the spiral circle of apparition that had just been praised for being very stable began to wobble and crumble.

For some reason, the first time I saw Dudu, I always felt very close. She is different from other elves.

Push away the picture frame used to hide the passage, the bustling outside is like Diagon Alley, and the entrance of the library can only have such a flow of people during the exam season.

Hermione will definitely appear here. As for Harry and Ron, there is a high probability that they will be forced to study.

There were many people, but it was not difficult to find the three of them. Among the short people, the one who looked like he had just climbed up from the bottom of the black lake from a distance, and the one with the head full of sea urchins was basically Harry.

The prickly black-haired thief was conspicuous, and Ron's red hair was not as prominent as him among the bustling little heads.

Especially when they just finished playing Quidditch, when they were sweaty and smelly, they would stick together and stand up in clusters, like a stupid porcupine standing on their heads.

It was a bad haircut, but there was nothing to be done, neither spells nor the Potters' own shampoo could save the messy thatch.

And the hands under the black hair are now flipping through the book irritably.

Sissy glanced at Hermione, who was almost insane, who was buried in the pile of books, and Ron, who was holding a pen by his hair but hadn't written a few words for a long time, frowning and peeking at Hermione from time to time.

After all, he chose to pat Harry on the shoulder, "Hey Harry, what are you looking for?"

"Ah, you're here too, Sissy, I'm looking for Bai Xian," Harry's fingers hurriedly slid across the pages of the book, his eyes were full of energy, as if he was looking for a missing golden snitch.

"Why are you looking for Bai Xian? Are you injured?"

"No, it's not. Hermione said that we should prepare in advance for possible dangers, although I don't think we can survive on a few grasses when the real danger comes..."

Snapped! !

A book full of colorful sticky notes was knocked down by wiping the round-rimmed glasses.

Harry jerked his hand back, he was remarkably quick in this regard.

The book was slapped in front of Harry, but Ron was more frightened.

Hermione's temper has become more and more irritable recently, and if the two of them are not paying attention, they will be hit by a book.

Tsk tsk tsk, so fierce, be careful not to get married in the future.

That's right, who would dare to ask for it? It would be pitiful to watch her face every day, and she might be beaten three times a day.

Something, Ron just thought about it and didn't dare to say it.

He gloated for a second of silence for Hermione's future husband.

Then the remaining 59 seconds are spent giggling.

He didn't even laugh completely, but Hermione stared blankly at him.

"My parents know to bring a basic medical kit when they go out for a long trip. What about us? Are we traveling this time? If we are injured there, we will definitely not be rescued in time. We may lose too much blood and faint, or even It's more serious! It leaves a few centipede-like scars on the face!"

This is the library, Hermione tried to keep her voice down, but her momentum remained undiminished.

"What's more important! It is very likely that we will get Bai Xian in the final exam. Why don't you look for it and remember it? Don't you want to hand in a blank paper and let Professor Snape see what a guy with strong limbs and a simple mind is? Haven't you been scolded enough!"

"Hermione, don't you understand? It doesn't matter what I do, he won't let go of any chance to make fun of me." Harry's face was numb.

The numbness that shouldn't belong to his age.

Because Hermione told him, just read more books, as long as you memorize the whole book like her, you can at least answer half of the questions correctly, if there is any difficulty, just look at it.

Ron told him that patience is over, that he was bullied by his two elder brothers like this, the more he resisted, the easier it was to get beaten up more, so as long as Harry looked angry and prepared to refute, he would be stepped on by Ron kick.

Well, there is also Sissy, let him not move his eyes, the key is not to stare angrily, just being stared at so hard, it makes his heart shudder, and when he closes his eyes at night, the sky is full of bats whirring and flying.

It's too difficult, it's too difficult to learn magic.

Still as good as riding a broomstick.

The last time the Quidditch match was over, Harry happened to see Snape when he was holding the Snitch to meet the cheers that belonged to him. About to fall off that.

It's refreshing, I didn't have any nightmares that night, I just dreamed that I was flying on a broom.

"Harry! Are you listening to me carefully! That's the test center! The test center! You know that you can only advance to the next grade if you pass the test! Especially you, Harry, you know that you are being targeted, so you have to do it You have to be impeccable, don't you want to be our apprentice next year?" Hermione had already pressed down on the table.

No matter how much you lower your voice, it's useless, there are already several more eyes looking around.

Sissy glanced at the few eyes who wanted to watch the fun, but she couldn't do it. She wanted to talk to them about the Philosopher's Stone, and Hermione had attracted too much attention.

"Calm down, Hermione, judging from my understanding, no matter how much Professor Snape hates him, he definitely doesn't bother to tamper with the Potions grade. I think Harry will get a grade for the truthful evaluation. You just review normally." gone."

There are too many ways to disgust him, not bad for this one.

The professor has always strictly followed his own set of guidelines, and he can't do things that are good and bad.