The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"Two or three, maybe four or five, maybe?" Draco touched the tip of his nose uncertainly, "I rushed to report the news as soon as possible."

In other words, I ran so fast that I didn't have time to count.

Sissy nodded thoughtfully, and there was no need to ask how Harry and the others were doing now, he didn't see it.

The Malfoy family's unique secret book, the kind that sneaks away immediately when there is something wrong, without the consent of the brain, the kind that the legs have already taken a step first.

Even if Hagrid carried Harry on his shoulders, he probably wouldn't be able to slip as quickly with his big feet. After all, the few of them might still want to fight hard, and their first reaction was definitely not to run away.

The swamp digger on the buttocks was hung by bad luck when he ran away in a panic.

Otherwise, his young master Malfoy would take the initiative to approach that dirty and rancid place?

He ran there because he was frightened by the sparse red eyes.

In other words, it is very likely that there are other creatures other than the swamp digger that have undergone the same mutation.

Some things can't be asked in detail, the other party didn't see clearly at all, and couldn't ask why.

But the brain is a good thing, and reasonable speculation can bring cognition closer to the truth.

Draco half leaned against the edge of the table, his hands unconsciously grasping the edge of the table.

He could choose to ignore Eugenie's gaze, but Professor Snape was also looking him up and down, no, it was more like studying him seriously.

His expression was heavy, as if he wanted to see through him thoroughly.

He subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but there was no way to retreat, so he could only hold his hands back and approached the bright cluster of candles on the table.

"Hiss." He gasped, then quickly withdrew his hand and scratched his skin, which was painful and itchy.

Looking up, she saw the two people in front of her frowning, and Eugenie even tilted her neck, just like her owl tilted its head slightly in doubt.

"What, what's wrong?" Draco groaned inwardly.

The end sound did not fall.

His wrist was firmly grasped, and his sleeves were lifted up.

He watched helplessly as the candlestick was grabbed and approached him.

"Sir, Professor!" Draco couldn't move his hand.

The relief that had just been gained from the healing of the wound, fell to pieces again with a snap.

"Does it itch?" Sissy asked, holding the candlestick in her hand and looking straight at him.

"Uh, uh, it hurts too. Hurry up, no, can you please take it farther away? Just farther away." Draco didn't understand why he was hurt suddenly, and the back of his hand was itchy little by little under the candlelight Unbearable pink.

This distance should not feel the heat of the candle, but...

Professor Snape was obviously not on his side at the moment, he had some insight, and his tone suddenly softened.

Snape let go of his hand suddenly.

"Go and get it." He turned to Sissy and said.

He didn't specifically say what to take, and the pitch-black eyes made people panic.

Sissy nodded, she was staring at Draco just now, just to find some clues from him.

For poisons that cannot be identified for the time being, fecal stones can be used as an emergency response, but they cannot be detoxified from the source.

The type that makes the skin extremely sensitive to light after poisoning is rare, and it is almost impossible to meet, but the pile of small mushrooms dripping with ink in the No. [-] greenhouse happens to meet the conditions.

Drilled into the storage room and took out a relatively slender glass vessel like a test tube.

There are golden-red clouds hanging in the transparent liquid, which are more red under the candlelight, like a piece of red clouds before sunset.

Put the thumb against the bottle stopper, bend the four fingers and hold it tightly, and shake the cloud away. It seems to melt, but in fact it is scattered with fine powder like butterfly scale powder. The shaken potion shows a gradual aurora color under the light .

"Hey, let's drink."

"All?" Draco shot Snape a begging look.

"Yes, it may not be enough. It depends on the situation. You will have to order another one later."

"Okay." Draco twisted his nose, ready to gulp himself down.

After the entrance, unexpected, a little delicious?

He let go of his nose.

Huh?It smelled a salty aroma of cheese, and it tasted a bit umami, not like a potion, but like a soup that can be served on the table.

Is this thing really a drug?

He kept his mouth shut and didn't ask. It was obviously not beneficial to question her, and it would also arouse Professor Snape's disgust.

Snape had unwound the swamp digger's spell, cleaned off the surface sludge and slime, and stabbed the sharp knife along the midline of the head and stirred it twice.

Open the skull, the dark red that does not belong to the body does not only exist in the eyeballs, but spreads out like a spider web with countless thin branches.

All over the brain, extending to the teeth, species without venom glands also have tube teeth like snakes.

The red marks on Draco's hands faded, but that was only the first symptom, there were other active ingredients in the venom.

When it is necessary to prepare antidotes for mixed poisons, it is not a simple superposition, let alone let him drink antidotes for different types of poisons bottle by bottle.

Let them mix wantonly in the stomach?It would be better to use a bottle of poison to completely end the pain.

So the single antidote that he was given just now was in a small dose, and it only had the effect of temporarily suppressing it.

Snape carried Draco to the door, turned back to the table, pulled a piece of paper and quickly wrote down the names of five medicines, folded it inward and handed it to Sissy, "Get these ready before I come back, don't go out .”

Sissy took the paper with both hands and nodded, and didn't open it in a hurry. The content on the paper is not suitable for Draco to see or hear. It will only increase panic if he sees it.

"Now that you are healed, Draco, take me to the place where you were bitten." Snape put away the corpse of the monster he had dissected, shrunk it up and sealed it in a bottle, and carried it with him.

It was impossible to leave Sissy alone with something so clearly dangerous.

Even if this thing is completely dead and sealed, I can't rest assured.

Draco looked at the thing that just bit his ass viciously with lingering fear, "No, I don't want to go there again, Professor, if you want to go and see, I can describe the location."

"With me here, nothing will happen to you, Draco, as far as I know, your night parade behavior has won a lot of points for my college, right?" Snape said angrily. He narrowed his eyes and looked down at him.

"You were deducted points for not being smart enough, and you even got into trouble that needs to be dealt with by me. You should reflect on yourself and be responsible for your actions. If you lead the way now, I can consider letting the past go."

Draco shrank his neck, appalled.

Teach him, how did he know? !

Yes, Professor McGonagall must have come to complain!