The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"I hope you like it." Cici raised her finger and pointed at the few moonstones she had just taken out of the dust bag, "Choose one yourself, the clarity is not bad."

The gemstones lie quietly on the reflective wax paper, with blue halos in each of them, like the floating light just lifted from the shallow pool water.

Draco habitually glanced briefly, just like when he was picking wizard robes in Diagon Alley, but he rarely felt the difficulty of choosing.

If he followed his usual style of doing things, he would have to have everything he thought was good, and making choices would be a waste of time.

After a few quiet breaths, he turned his crossed legs in the other direction, shaking his toes nonchalantly.

"Well, anyway, help me choose the best one. Write to my dad directly to tell my father the cost, and he will bear it all. There is no need to go through the process and wait for other people's approval. I will write you the address right now."

Sissy smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Oh, it's a pleasure dealing with a straightforward person like you. It's just a little gem, so what's the point of giving it to you. I'm self-willed, so let me meet a generous person. I like to take the initiative to suffer losses, but if I meet a cheapskate, even if it is half a Knut, I will take it out of the opponent's pocket."

"I can't belong to the latter. With my status, it's too cheap to do those things!" Draco wrinkled his nose and said.

"No, no, no," Sissy shook her index finger, "Sincereness and generosity are not determined solely by family background. In this world, there are many beasts in clothes who don't recognize their relatives for profit!"

She suddenly got up and went around the back of the chair, leaned over and whispered in a slightly bewitching persuasive tone, "Have you ever thought that having certain beautiful qualities is not due to good material conditions, but because of your nature, Showing a good side will make you feel at ease. I am very picky about my future partners, and people with pure nature are worthy of trust, and I can see that you must be a good candidate for the requirements, right?"

Everyone has two sides. If you keep labeling him good and boasting a few words, it may really have some effect. When you are young, your personality is very malleable.

Draco never thought that one day he would receive this kind of evaluation, and after a daze, he covered up his indiscernible emotions and said, "Of course, you can trust me."

Sissy pursed her lips, "I will convey your kindness to the right place, and we can save them a lot of embarrassment and suspicion by acting as a bridge of communication."

Draco nodded and hummed, "Also, you shouldn't know, my friends - Goyle and Crabbe, don't look at them all day after me, they just call me by last name, uh - If you want to call me by my first name in the future, I don't mind."

"Okay, would you like to shake my hand?" Sissy tilted her head slightly and extended her right hand to him, and he quickly extended his own in response, "It's a pleasure to meet you again, Draco."

"I'm honored too." Draco recalled his father's appearance when he received guests, counting the best contact time for a courtesy handshake, and then let go.

Sissy, who wanted to make eye contact, waited for his wandering eyes to return to her body, "I want to say, no matter how the discussions between the parents progress, I will regard you as the future head of the Malfoy family, a new generation of decision-makers, not Malfoy. Mr. Fu's son."

Draco was surprised, "You think so?"

"That's right, this is also the position I set for myself." Sissy glanced at the door, moved the drying powder aside, and set up a golden cauldron on the center left.

Draco's thoughtful gaze followed the cauldron.

Sissy looked at him, then at the crucible, "You seem to want to buy one too? The actual test is very useful, after all, it is expensive for a reason."

"No, Nimbus 2001 is much more interesting than this. Your family made a lot of money by patenting alchemy in the early 20th century, right?" Draco asked.

"Well, that is indeed a remarkable past. It no longer belongs to the glory of the present, and there is nothing to remember. The feeling of recalling the past is less proud, more of a gap, and my hope for the future is even greater. interested."

"Would you? I've heard a little bit about you from my grandfather, and I regret that there have been some sad twists and turns." Draco continued, "What I'm curious about is that now you Is the family still continuing to develop alchemy?"

Sissy shook her head, "I really want to answer you, but sorry, I really don't know."

"Okay, I'm just asking, do you plan to take this course when you are in the sixth grade? It is said that it is difficult, I probably—"

"Have a good chat?" The door opened almost silently, and the voice came from the shadow of the corridor, and then the bright candlelight was able to illuminate the figure drowning in the darkness, "Draco, why didn't you speak quietly?" How about sitting on the side?"

Draco seemed to have a voice-activated switch installed on his body, and quickly stood up like a spring, his eyes wandered aimlessly between the rows of glass bottles and on the table, and his fingers flicked back and forth on a piece of short flannel at the corner of the table. Touching strokes are indigo, reverse strokes are bright yellow, mechanical and boring movements can divert attention well.

Snape withdrew his scrutiny, and the expression on his face showed that he was weighing the ratio of the four antidotes in his mind, "How is it?"

"Occasionally, I cover my stomach, but so far I haven't run to the toilet, and it doesn't look like I'm holding back." Sissy concluded.

"Well," Snape turned to the desk, swipe over the additional materials placed in wax paper and glass containers with his fingertips, compared to the deformation process, the types of ingredients can be regarded as streamlined, "Prepare two more sulfur, remember to set aside more some margin."

"Okay, professor, is there anything else I can do?" Sissy rubbed her knuckles against her eye sockets and scraped back and forth a few times.

"Before Ms. Pomfrey completes the layout of the new ward, continue to pay attention to his abnormal condition. If it is a problem that you can handle, don't let him interrupt me. After finishing these two things, fully adjust and rest, because the next It's not going to be a while, and I want you to be prepared."

Sissy put her hands behind her back, like a little quail nodding constantly.

"I won't leave any aftereffects, Professor Snape?" Draco looked more and more anxious, "For example, afraid of light, easily fainted, or..."

"No." Snape cut him off firmly.

"Then I'm not going to be—becoming a vampire or something, am I?" he pressed on.

"What? What nonsense are you talking about? First Embrace—is the necessary ritual to transform into a vampire, with extremely strict requirements. Do you think that being afraid of light is because you are about to start transforming? I know that Defense Against the Dark Arts is taught all the year round. In a state of confusion, but the basic definition of a dark creature is easy to learn, I am very surprised and disappointed that you can make up such absurd conclusions by yourself, Draco."

"No, Professor, this is not my wild guess, yew - all yew, I will never admit it, my hedge is yew, you have seen, in the Forbidden Forest - those The things are used during the ceremony."