The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"The danger is still underestimated. You just said that you are missing—" Eugenie searched for a possibility, "Is it possible that my great-grandfather survived for a while? He used to hide somewhere to avoid the enemy, and then left clues there."

Helena moved slightly, and sighed softly, "No, I knew his bad news when I looked at this tree that day."

Life suddenly disappears, and authority is gathered on the family tree again.

She is helpless, she is only a portrait.

She was silent for a long time again, she looked into her eyes, as if hoping to see the soul and the future through the pupils, "Before he left, he told the elf that he was going to attend a meeting in London, but did not elaborate."

Eugenie then asked, "Did he report the specific situation to you about the meeting in London?"

The lack of information will prevent her from getting out of the dilemma of facing the enemy. She is in the open and they are in the dark, so it is difficult to predict and prevent.

"No, it happened suddenly and he didn't need to report to me." Helena took a step back and pulled out her wand. The tip of the wand sank into the cloudy treetops. The spar at the end of the wand was extremely shining in her hand, as if it had absorbed the noon. sunshine.

The ribbon wrapped around the branch moved immediately, it loosened the branch and entangled the flowers, and the other end of the ribbon drew a silvery flowing substance from the interlayer of the wall.

Helena said, "If you want to find out, go to our own library. I believe he moved most of the Gringotts books there, as well as important items that he thought must not be revealed."

The light of the spar changes color, and the silver paste flows along the ribbon through all the misty blue fruits that belong to the past, and finally waters on the tightly wrapped flowers.

The branches drooped slightly under the pressure of concentrated force.

The ribbons were loosened under their respective gazes, and the newly hung misty blue fruit released a cool fruity fragrance into the light-faded air, and a pearl-like white drop of water lay beside the fruit handle.

"After he leaves, no one can get in there, including elves. You should have seen the consequences of breaking in without permission when you came—the skeleton at the entrance," Helena gritted her teeth and squeezed out a comment between her teeth. , "Vicious scum, he deserves what he deserves."

Her expression looked like she was about to cast a curse, and finally her eyes fell on Eugenie, and she suddenly softened, "Stretch out your hand, the hand that wears the ring."

Although the ring and the miniature Philosopher's Stone are under the cover of the Invisibility Gauntlet, Lady Helena and the eagle guarding the gate can feel it.

Helena squeezed her hand, and rubbed her thumb on the white petals of the ring, "Gardenia? A flower native to the Eastern Kingdom, it's rare for a character to match gardenia."

"Yes, I like its unique fragrance. The flower language is joy and strength, which has a good meaning." Eugenie replied.

It’s just that when she first got the ring, the flower shape was still a camellia representing innocence. After learning Occlumency and sorting out the messy memories, the shape of the ring followed her change into a gardenia flower. Zihua.

"Since I have decided to transfer the authority to you, you have to understand that you are no longer just yourself." Helena pulled the branch lower, and dripped the pearl-shaped water drop on the newly formed fruit into the tree. Gardenia flower heart.

The flowers became more and more transparent, and the blue eagle that once appeared briefly when the magic power was injected became more and more solid.

It spread its wings and hovered low over the back of her hand, and after a howl of an eagle, it swooped down like a falling stone, its sharp claws clasped the ring tightly and folded its wings to stand.

"I will live up to your trust, ma'am." Eugenie vowed.

Helena nodded, "Many magic contracts are connected to rings when they are signed. The specific spells used and the answers you want to find should be in the library. Go, but remember to come to me on time from 8:11 am to [-]:[-] am every day , you can’t be ignorant of the development history of your own family.”

"I will, ma'am, but in terms of time..."

Helena raised her head and put her hands behind her back. "The school's idle schedule is formulated to take into account the situation of most students. Our family has its own standards. Do you think it's too early? Then you have to force yourself to adapt."

"No, it's not." Sissy fumbled for the small packages hidden under her skirt, "My homework schedule is relatively tight, can you move the time forward? For example, 6 o'clock...or 5:30 .”

"Huh?" Helena looked at her, surprised and puzzled.

What's going on, as far as the poor amount of homework at Hogwarts is concerned, her children have always looked down on her.

"Why haven't you finished your homework yet?" Helena was waiting for her explanation.

Eugenie took out the homework book and handed it with both hands, "A little bit more, Professor Dumbledore may have mentioned to you that I received a lot of special care at school."

"He said it briefly," Helena took it casually with disapproval, and casually opened it for a glance. The densely packed small black characters unceremoniously filled the field of vision, as if expressing disdain for her contempt.

Eugenie blinked her eyes and raised her head to ask, "Do you think it's okay?"

"This seems to be okay..." Helena closed the booklet and handed it back to her. "If I remember correctly, your mentor is Head Slytherin. Dumbledore said that he can be absolutely trusted, but I want When he gave a reason that reassured me, he stopped talking. Do you know the reason?"

"Sorry, ma'am, I don't know," Eugenie denied, "but as you can see, the content of my homework can reflect the teaching workload behind it."

Helena turned around and walked back to the low table to sit down, her robes trailing by her side, "Yes, now I wonder where he should find time to manage the hundreds of people in an academy."

Maybe young people in this era are more energetic, one can be broken into two pieces.

"The library probably has other defensive spells set by your great-grandfather, so be sure to check carefully before entering." After she finished speaking, she picked up the hand bell and called the elves again, informing them that they should change their titles.

Eugenie waited for her to finish speaking, and then applied to leave, "If you have no other orders for the time being, I would like to take my leave, ma'am."

I don't know if Dudu has recovered a little bit. She is very worried. If Dudu can't get out of the sad state of sensory closure, she has to start thinking about how to match the medicine according to the different body structures of the elves.

Helena glanced sideways at the stack of books, "You go, I can finally read something else when the spell around the library is undone."

She and the other portraits are disconnected, and the pages of these books have been turned and dropped over decades of boredom.