The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Draco tossed and turned sleeplessly.

He has never missed the big soft bed and velvet blanket in the manor so much, as well as the snacks his mother made for him.

Very irritable, can't fall asleep and fall down, wake up high.

Anyway, I can definitely ask for sick leave now, wait for my father to come over, and then pretend to be serious, yes, I have to howl twice, maybe I can lie in the school hospital until the end of the semester.

Taking the opportunity to waive the final exam, perfect.

How could this opportunity be wasted on sleep?

It's just a good time to have a chat, pretending to win over casually, if more cooperation can be facilitated through her, Dad will definitely be happy, and it can be considered as doing his part to revive the family's glory.

He already had an idea, but helplessly, this girl's daily schedule is completely abnormal. She just stays in the house all day except for class, and rarely leaves the house. Either there is that Pote by her side, or she chats with a bunch of girls, and she doesn't want to grab a ticket. Chance.

But when he stood up and glanced at the table, his mouth habitually began to be unflattering, "Why do you add water to the powder? It's unnecessary."

Sissy held the mortar with her left hand, turned her head to look at him quietly for two seconds, interrupted her while making the potion, and questioned her approach?Well, very good, brave provocation, it seems that a cursing and irritable villain appeared in my heart, and I was eager to try to lock the tongue and seal the throat on him.

No, in case of discomfort that must be dealt with in a timely manner, the ability to call for help must be preserved, so bear with it, as long as the professor returns, he can send away this great Buddha who can chant mantras.

"What kind of weird and ugly thing is this?" Draco felt that the other party was just grinding. This kind of boring process is the most suitable for chatting to relieve boredom. He is really a little clever.

Little did he realize that his tone sounded like finding fault.

How to start a friendly topic seems to be beyond the scope of his expertise.

"Put the sedimentation column still, so curious, why don't I get you two books to entertain you?" Sissy secretly hoped that he would shut up and be quiet, and pressed down harder on the pestle in her hand as if venting.

"Oh, no need, I'll just ask." After a brief silence, Draco spoke again, "Hey, let me ask you, do you know how much pocket money my dad gives me every month?"

Sissy pursed her lips and took a long breath through her nose. The rehearsal of making the antidote was completely stopped in her mind, "I don't know, anyway, the pocket money my dad gave me is definitely not as much as yours. Why, you Are you going to split me in half?"

Does she have pocket money?Not at all, Dad didn't know where he went, left the key to Gringotts and began to disappear from the world, showed his face once a year to brush up his presence, and was absent from almost all of her growth process, and I don't know how this summer vacation can be. Can't see you again.

She had reason to suspect that the brutal method of forcibly stripping magic in response to the curse, in addition to preventing his father from becoming a real wizard, the residual damage to the body might cause him to need a permanent stay at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, or In another hospital, her parents always claimed to be on business trips because they didn't want to touch her emotions.

Draco's expression was still in place, what should he do if he suddenly encountered a topic terminator who wanted to show his family's strength?

"Er - in August, I can invite you to my manor, and I will have one, maybe more than one of the latest racing brooms - the Nimbus 2001! Faster than Pott's Nimbus 2000, isn't it?" One star and a half, it is not a grade at all, you know, you will try it and you will understand how great it is! Black perfect streamlined wooden handle, silver adjustable pedals...

The Nimbus Racing Broom Company has already sent my family a model introduction. Others will never have the chance to receive it in their lifetime. It will be released to the public in August this year. They think our family is one of the few families that can afford the expense. "

"Sounds good, but I may not be suitable for racing brooms - there is a high probability that I will experience the speedrunning life. My performance in flying is only satisfactory, and the travel comfort model should be more suitable." Sissy turned the upper layer light yellow The suspension was decanted slowly.

Add the water level in the mortar to about half again, and the powder at the bottom is already less than one tenth of the volume, "However, I noticed that you just invited me, does that mean that I Can look forward to something other than broom?"

She hadn't listened to how awesome the Nimbus 2001 was, so Harry would be interested in hearing about this kind of thing.

Draco raised his chin happily, as if he had grasped a certain entry point, "Of course, there are many things worth seeing in an ancient wizard family like ours, you must have a deep understanding, I always think that we belong to the same category people."

"The same kind of people? I'm curious what you think." Sissy was reducing the grinding range to avoid distraction. The commonalities do exist, but there are also many differences.

Draco continued, "You are the only child in the family just like me. I only gave birth to one because my father couldn't bear to let my mother suffer anymore. The same is true for you, right? We will all continue the family's glory in the future .”

"Maybe you're right," Sissy silently shifted her gaze back to the color of sulfur, the pale yellow floating around in the water beautifully, "Glory and responsibility go hand in hand, as far as I know, compared to your When my grandfather was in charge of the family, the power was so great that the first Muggle-born Minister of Magic suddenly suffered from a mysterious disease and was forced to resign—but now, your family seems to be still glorious, but you know best, the power has shrunk greatly , the current situation makes you feel uneasy, am I right?"

"My grandfather was not involved in it, and there is no evidence to prove it." Draco lowered his head slightly, his expression quickly switched several times, and he argued hastily.

Sissy raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Ah, yes, of course there is no evidence, I have no intention of delving into this matter, but the change in your expression has already betrayed you, proud, worried, unwilling, I see that you are looking forward to it." Looking forward to bringing your family back to the top, then, what do you expect me to do for you?"

Although he didn't expect him to know much, since the other party took the initiative to speak, his father must have talked to him about this matter before, and he had to find out what should be discovered.

He likes sloppy wall grass, half of the three sentences he says are true is the limit.Obtain information first, clarify the attitude and needs of the other party, and it will be easier to promote effective communication in formal dealings.

"My dad thinks your family is very Muggle-connected, with a completely different - well - how to say that word, way of dealing with capital, I remember."

Sissy hummed softly, and the upper liquid in the static sedimentation column that was filled first was clear, and it is suitable to take out the sediment and dry it. "I have thoroughly studied the confidentiality law, and I can have a certain amount of room for development without violating the law." , you also know that I am not the so-called pure blood, right?"

"I heard that your mother is a Muggle, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to be contemptuous," Draco pulled open the sleeping bag and raised one leg, "I'm not afraid to tell you, I secretly tasted the wine made by your Muller family .”