The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

It's just a broken skin. It would be too late to touch it after 2 minutes. I'm afraid it will heal.

Eugenie looked at the panicked elf and had to take out a brand new bottle of white fresh essence.A thin wisp of green smoke floated upwards. The elves became quiet, but their chests still rose and fell nervously.

They were stunned for a few seconds, then knelt down on the books scattered on the floor. The one who caused the trouble moved his knee, tremblingly reached out for the book that caused the trouble, and prepared to smash it on his head.

Eugenie quickly snatched it away and wiped away the dark red solidified on the metal frame. Strangely, the blood stains did not seem to be left by her.

"Remember, all self-mutilation is prohibited. I don't remember asking you to do that kind of thing." She clasped the elf's wrist, and there were many new scratches on the back of his hand and fingertips, with many different shades. , she frowned and asked, "What's wrong with the injury on your hand?"

The elf spread his hands blankly, is he talking about him?Hey, it was really hurt, I just discovered it.

They shook their heads at first, and after looking at each other for a few seconds, they finally remembered the reason, "I must have been too anxious to pack it up and didn't notice - ah - we are here to give you a book, I hope you can use it."

Eugenie was a little confused, "It is indeed useful, but it would have been nice to have kept it in the alchemy room. I will pick it up myself if needed, so you don't have to rush to deliver it."

Hey, I wonder what they are anxious about?Now the books are messed up and have to be rearranged, and most importantly, their hands are hurt like this, don't they feel the pain?

It hurt to look at it, especially the cut made by the paper was so narrow and deep.It will crack neatly when squeezed by a heavy object.

"Take it and apply it until it is completely healed. Only waste is allowed and no saving is allowed. These are the things I don't lack the most." She gave them the whole bottle of freshly opened Bai Xian essence.

She thought for a while and continued to touch her package, "Scald ointment, Motla rat juice, wound cleaning agent, swelling agent, bone bone spirit, and stain remover. Let's take these first. Take them and use them. There are medicines to work with. It will be more convenient and efficient, and if you need plant rejuvenation agents or other types, they are also available.”

Commonly used healing drugs must be prepared. Their injuries are also considered work-related injuries. They no longer receive wages. Their health and safety must be basically guaranteed.

The elf's mood today was as if he had overturned five or six kinds of mushroom miso soup, "No, no, no, how can we..."

"I said yes, just do it." Eugenie didn't want to provide an explanation.

Don't ask, asking is an order.

She watched them all obediently apply the medicine and said, "Put the folded ones flat on the ground. I'll sort them myself later."

Her attention had shifted to the astonishing number of books in the library.

The tall cylindrical revolving bookshelves are arranged vertically in an orderly manner like a pipe organ. They are silent, but when you look at them, you feel like you are infected by the atmosphere, and your mind is vibrating with a solemn sound. This is something that cannot be played by any other instrument. Brilliant movement.

The elf carefully wrapped the glass bottles containing the potions and concentrated on packing the books he had brought.They never looked up and forward from the moment they entered the library, and ran straight towards their little master, because from a distance, the little master was lying on the ground as if he was about to die...

As soon as they got rid of the fear of hurting their master with their own hands, they remembered what they were here to do, "Little master, little master, don't classify them later. Take a look first. The methods to break the illusion may be in it!" "

"Huh? What did you say?" Eugenie wasn't listening. She finally pulled her suction cup eyes off the rotating bookshelves.

The elf raised his voice and repeated what he just said loudly.

Eugenie doubted her ears, "Do you think this is an illusion?"

She waved her wand and picked up a random book from the revolving bookshelf behind her. She tapped her fingertips on the hard-shell cover and said, "See, it's true, it's not an illusion."

"It's been solved?!" The elf's expression turned happy in a second.

"Obviously." She looked at them, "That is to say, you think I am still trapped in the illusion, risking my own life to bring the book in."

So I was so anxious that I scratched my hands full of scars, that’s why.

Some of the older elves are indeed a bit old-fashioned and unpleasant, but these young ones are very cute!

She opened her arms and gathered the three little ones into her arms, giving them a suffocating hug, "Thank you."

The elf couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"What's in the illusion?" they asked.

"Butterfly."

But they seemed to imagine that delicate butterfly as a mutant giant monster, "Then how did you deal with them? Did you use super cool advanced magic spells?"

"No, I just happen to know some ready-made research data and conclusions, and then use some mathematical models from Muggle science, such as the simplest inverse square law, when adjusting the magical energy density. Then this... that... will be fine. "

"Wow~~~" The elves squatted on the ground, raising their heads and holding their chins to listen to the story.

I really don't understand it at all, but it sounds reasonable.

Hey, it’s another day of learning!From now on, after finishing the work, follow the little master closely, and they will become smarter elves!

Eugenie rubbed their ears one by one, "After you finish delivering the books to Ms. Helena, help me check on Dudu. I'm afraid that she will have random thoughts when she is alone. If she is not well, you can tell me immediately. If she is really emotionally stable, , you can ask her how to use these potions according to the situation, she basically knows."

There is no need to worry about the owl for now, there is such a big forest for him to feed one bird, and he can pick and choose from the all-you-can-eat buffet.

"Okay, little master, don't worry. We can also make candies and take them to chat with Dudu in the evening, so she won't be lonely."

"Well, by the way, the bean bread for dinner will be delivered here."

She walked to the wall and started to dig out her universal bag, first a desk and chair, then paper, ink, pen, book, lamp, hourglass, then pillows, pajamas, toothbrushes, combs, and mattresses and quilts...

The elf unknowingly stretched his mouth into an O shape, and then began to speak incoherently.

“There are many places to live – you can choose one you like, or you can choose us to move here.”

"Ah?" She scratched her ears and struggled to understand what they were saying, "Don't bother me. I know my own bed and I can't sleep in another one."

The elf nodded thoughtfully. He heard from the older generation that the owners here had more or less unique hobbies, and that was indeed the case.

Acknowledging the bed - and - loving beans and toast, they silently repeated it in their minds, writing down the little master's preferences.

The owner's thinking level is different. She can find profound deliciousness in the simplest food. What she likes must not be the ordinary version of white-cut bread.

However, only white beans can be used to make baked beans with tomato sauce.

But how could the clever elf be stumped?You can’t change the beans, but you can change the tomato sauce, such as fluorescent green tomatoes, sugar cube tomatoes, and dragon egg tomatoes; the toast can also be diverse, such as bubble fruit sweet toast, seaweed sandwich toast, and rock crust toast. Toast…

Then combine two different varieties of tomatoes and toast, it’s perfect, and you’ve got a month’s menu.The little master can eat his favorite food every day, and it’s never the same!

The little master must be very happy, and then he will gently touch his ears and praise him for being so creative.