The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

The warm light of the candle shone on Eugenie's cheek, "They have successfully graduated from your hands again!"

Oh, it’s not easy!

It’s quite hard for both parties.

When this year's graduates finish their exams, the new recruits can be led by this batch for induction training, without taking up the professor's time.

She took out a piece of parchment dyed light blue from the wooden box stored in the drawer on the right. The smooth and flawless paper smelled of lavender essence, and there were seemingly low-key hand-embossed patterns near the upper edge of the parchment.

This kind of paper is specially used for letters written to the Malfoys and their sons, and the envelopes are also stamped with delicate silver patterns. This is a necessary respect for the recipients who value their identity.

Snape saw that she signed her signature in a flashy way. A capital r had to be drawn with many cumbersome decorative circles, and the seemingly smooth lines were actually divided into several paragraphs.

After writing the address on the envelope and putting down the quill, Snape just moved the completely melted dark blue wax in front of her.

Eugenie took the handle, and then stamped the family crest neatly on the seal - the background of the twelve-pointed star set off the eagle spreading its wings on the front, and the starburst was the same as the pattern on the colorful windows in the library at home.

Libo puffed out his chest and moved his wings as he walked over, with an expression on his face as if he had received a major mission.

"I'm going to trouble you again." She bent down and touched the owl's head, then put the letter to his mouth.

After the owl walked out of the bright circle of light cast by the candlelight on the ground, it seemed as if it had entered the dark night. A few silver starlight fell on its neck, but the light spots disappeared without a trace after being taken out of the door.

Seeing this, Snape added a lot more. The light spots fluttered from the tip of the staff to the roof, and the stars above his head were so crowded that they could no longer fit together.

After completing the supplement, he then asked, "This time there is no need to recite the incantation to burn after reading?"

Occasionally I saw a few small notes she wrote to Draco, all of which were added with spells that triggered the paper to spontaneously combust.

"It's not necessary this time. The ones sent to Draco are nominally to ensure that business secrets are not seen by others."

Snape raised his eyebrows, "In name."

"Well -" Eugenie touched her nose and confessed the truth, "In fact, the evidence was destroyed. I cursed him through one of the letters."

Snape's fingers slowly slid across his lips, and then he gave a faint oh to express his understanding.

"Eh?" Eugenie blinked, "I cursed him."

"Oh, I see."

"Professor, don't you want to ask?"

At least ask her which spell she used?

"No need," Snape said casually.

It was definitely Draco's fault if there was a conflict.

Don't ask anymore, I know she has a sense of propriety.

Snape took out his wand from his robes and pointed at the bookshelf. The books on one floor had already been withdrawn into the cabinet, and the documents that replaced them were like a layer cake.

He moved them to the table, looked through them one by one, picked out some and piled them on the corner of the table.

Eugenie looked at these documents much more happily than he did, "With your changes, our textbooks may need to be revised and reprinted next school year. The new knowledge points will make the whole process more complete."

Snape was indifferent, his face seemed to read "So what", "You forget to consider the actual situation. Expecting them to learn won't add much."

"It's still a very valuable update," Eugenie put her chin on one hand, leaning her elbow on the table and asked sideways, "Since you have chosen to make your past research results public, do you want to consider making this Are the first breakthroughs in traditional production methods compiled and published?"

Snape said no word slowly, with a long drawl followed by a pause as if he had forgotten the words.

Eugenie felt as uncomfortable as facing a tube of toothpaste that obviously still had some left in it but couldn't squeeze out.

"professor!"

Snape leaned back in his chair, "Huh?"

"You could well win the Golden Crucible in the Society of Extraordinary Apothecaries for this achievement. And possibly an Order of Merlin."

Snape still said meekly, "Maybe."

Eugenie asked, "Are you worried that someone will follow suit?"

"Not really," Snape replied.

Alchemy's customary obscurity makes success nearly impossible to replicate.

Eugenie tried to find the answer in those dark eyes, but in the end she only saw her own figure in them.

"Okay." She lowered her head and said.

"Don't be so disappointed, I'm not happy with the timing."

Eugenie always believed that opportunities could be created, "Then - is there anything I can do?"

"Do as I ask," Snape began to check his homework. "Have you finished reading "The Theory of Metamorphism"?"

"After reading it, more practical exercises are needed."

Then his eyes fell on the open book, ""Magic Symbol Collection" - obviously not yet."

"In progress."

Snape hummed, "Also, I told you to read "Defense and Deterrence Charms" again, paying special attention to the explanation of the principles of the Patronus Charm. Are you done?"

"finished."

"Okay." Snape continued to ask, "How to get a unicorn to voluntarily give blood to the paper?"

"Here." Eugenie held her wand, and five pieces of parchment floated out from "Unicorn Psychology".

Eugenie quickly handed in another paper without waiting for the professor to speak - on the identification and selection of purple moonstone.

Snape stood up after grading two papers.

A few hours later, when he pushed the door open the next time and came in, he had a small cloth bag in his hand.

"This is—" Eugenie had a bad feeling when she saw the professor's expression.

"Your favorite gift package."

Eugenie untied the laces and put her hand into the pocket to fumble.

Touch it,

Oh, it’s a small gift package for summer homework from other subjects. The only thing missing is Professor Lupine. Due to personal grievances and different concepts on the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, this course will obviously not be taught by anyone else.

Touch it again,

Oh, it was an assignment assigned by Professor Babuling, who teaches ancient runes. I haven’t started class yet, but the assignments from September to Christmas vacation were sent in advance.

Professor Kettleburn, who is about to retire, has much less homework. The main reason is that the Care of Magical Creatures class is more practical, and Professor Kettleburn's great enthusiasm for dangerous magical animals has indirectly caused him to have only one and a half limbs. , and cannot use potions to regenerate them.

Not finished yet.

"Discourse on Alchemy", "Jade Slate Guide", "Historical and Philosophical Analysis of Famous Alchemical Schools"...

After being stacked according to categories, the desk is covered with homework and reference books.

Eugenie looked at them in a long silence.

She rubbed her face with her hands, took a deep breath, and accepted the reality.