The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"Then come in and sit down, Malfoy, I suggest you choose that armchair and don't touch anything on the table."

Malfoy's face was faintly pale even under the warm light.

"I have to send Harry back to the dormitory. I can't let him go back by himself. Don't come out. It's too dangerous."

"Well, I understand Hagrid, but wait a minute, Harry, and let me see if you're hurt."

Sissy pulled out her wand, and several balls of fire rolled around him in non-overlapping trajectories, just like when preheating the glass tube.

"I'm fine, I disarmed one, and then I met Firenze - a very handsome centaur, you'll want to know him." Again Harry felt himself sweating from the roast.

After repeated confirmation, Sissy breathed a sigh of relief, and when the fireball was put away, it made a soft beeping sound, "It's lucky."

"I can handle them, even a few times more." Harry's hair was now not only wet, but his back was starting to cling to his clothes.

Sissy pursed her lips disapprovingly, "Harry, you forgot that there are other high-risk creatures in the Forbidden Forest, spiders, or werewolves—you and I don't have enough ability to defeat them, especially when they go crazy .”

"Okay, what you said makes sense. Did those fireballs have any special effect?" Harry reached out to wipe his forehead, and beads of sweat rolled down his index fingers one by one.

"There is nothing special about fire. If you are accidentally attacked by the abnormal animal you saw today, there is a high probability of photosensitivity symptoms, and obvious redness and swelling will occur when stimulated by sunlight or fire. Simple and effective verification method, if you are worried about other people You can try it if you may be tricked - well, Harry, since you are safe and sound, good night, I have something to do."

"So, wasn't Snape checking me for any injuries?" Harry asked suspiciously when Hagrid lifted him on his shoulders again.

"When? I didn't even notice, to be honest." Hagrid continued to stride up the stairs.

"When he snatched your lantern and approached me, my skin was burning hot from the fire. Hagrid, think about it. Sissy already knew the verification method before she went out. Malfoy was injured. , it must be so! So they know!"

Harry's voice rose and fell with Hagrid's steps.

"And Snape stopped me suddenly when I was about to leave. If he was just looking for trouble, it seemed unnecessary. But why, he obviously hates me very much, doesn't he? I thought he would be happy to see me in trouble."

Hagrid was so desperate to go back to the Forbidden Forest to help, he ran out of breath, "Teachers at Hogwarts don't want their students to be harmed, Harry, absolutely impossible, Professor Dumbledore manages the school very well. "

Harry wasn't alone in his doubts.

Draco sat obliquely on the chair in an extremely awkward posture, trying to avoid the painful position, with an expression of "I'm fine, huh, I don't need to care at all" on his face, looking at the dome, thinking The unknown little abacus clattered.

Until a wand suddenly hit him in front of him.

"Hey, stop pretending, I know you're not feeling well, since the professor told you to come back here instead of going to the school hospital, I'll be in full charge of you until he comes back."

Draco's face contorted briefly due to the pain in his stomach, and his eyes turned to the foot of the table, where a white head was groping out, "Your owl, no, please lend it to me, I need to write a letter Tell my dad what happened tonight."

Sissy shook her head and rejected Draco's request, "I'm afraid it won't work for the time being, just allow your father to sleep peacefully. As for the symptoms that have appeared so far - I will help you alleviate them."

Leaking information prematurely will certainly add to the chaos.

Knowing that their son had been attacked, the Malfoys would have changed out of their pajamas in about two seconds and rushed straight over to ask why there had been a major omission in school security.

Sissy half pushed and half coaxed the little messenger back on the shelf, her yellow eyes closed obediently when she lightly stroked the feathers, and as soon as she turned around, she opened them again like a small light bulb.

Those who want to sleep can't sleep, and those who can sleep don't want to sleep.

"You, go to sleep after drinking the medicine." Sissy pinched Draco's face to briefly check the skin condition, and hesitated for a while beside three or four bottles of medicine, and finally chose the black and purple one to prevent Breathing difficulties may occur.

"What kind of potion is this?" Draco asked, covering his stomach and raising his eyebrows.

He also has a lot of potions at home, either for use or simply displayed in glass cabinets, but the quantity and types here are much more than what his father collected.

Sissy wasn't going to start a conversation, there was no need to tell that it was to prevent him from suffocating, "There may be vomiting and diarrhea tonight, well, the toilet is there, there is a soundproof spell on the door, so don't be embarrassed, I don't have anything will hear."

Draco's eyebrows were completely frowned, "Since you know, can't you give me some medicine for diarrhea?"

"No, it's out of stock." Sissy lied.

In fact, there are, but mixing multiple antidotes directly will kill people. The content of the advanced potion class is too troublesome to explain, so I don't mention it at all.

She counted the drops and poured them into the cup. After the black purple was diluted, it turned into purple red, somewhat similar to potassium permanganate.

Draco felt her perfunctory words, and took the cup unhappily and muttered, "I know you don't want to pay attention to me, because you are on good terms with that Potter, but I don't deal with him."

"Harry has nothing to do with it. I think I failed to become your partner because of some differences in ideas." Sissy glanced at him lightly, "Take off your robe and tie."

Turn wizard robes into sleeping bags and ties into pillow covers.

Draco stared blankly holding the sleeping bag for a while, "You seem to dislike me for sleeping on Professor Snape's bed sheets?"

"Yes, you feel exactly right. Look at you, what are you doing with all that hairspray on your head? Watch out for the receding hairline."

"I - receding hairline? Impossible! You're talking nonsense - I don't think what you're saying may be accurate." Draco tried his best to hold back his usual nostrils and keep himself polite.

Because Professor Snape said in the Forbidden Forest that he would know how he behaved during this period of time, and there was probably a monitoring spell in the office, so he wasn't so stupid to cause trouble.

Sissy turned around and was about to close the door.

Draco hurriedly stretched out a foot to jam the crack of the door, "Wait, what are you going to do? In case my condition worsens in the middle of the night..."

"I'll make an antidote for you! What do you think I'm going to do!" Sissy almost became angry.

She was in a bad mood not because she hated Draco. The other party sometimes spoke rather harshly, but she hadn't done anything really bad for the time being.

It's just that there are so many things going on every day!

In other words, she vaguely began to worry that unexpected events suddenly appeared, and the sense of security that everything was under control in the past disappeared.

Draco didn't choose to stay in the room alone, but put himself in a soft sleeping bag, and adjusted his position to ensure that he could be completely within sight, "You have to watch me, in case... ..."

"En." Sissy added some distilled water to the sulfur powder, picked up the pestle again, and the fine grinding sound made people feel reassured.