The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

"Professor, I... I just took a look, and I really didn't touch your things." Sissy was nervous, and quickly explained clearly.

Snape's expression was as usual, and he said coldly: "Come down, put the chair back, and wipe it clean."

Sissy breathed a sigh of relief and climbed down, using her sleeves to wipe off her shoe prints vigorously, but now she only had one hand to use, and she moved the chair back with both hands and feet. The sound of the chair rubbing against the ground made Snape shudder. I frowned.

Snape flung his robe back, pulled out his wand, and stared into Sissy's eyes, "I thought, based on your performance in class, you wouldn't do such a stupid thing Come."

"I want to comfort Professor Quirrell..." Sissy knew she was guilty, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"Oh," Snape sneered, "I seem to be so stupid that I would believe such an excuse?"

Sissy was startled, she thought she was pretending to be pretty, at least no one around noticed her abnormality.

"If you still want to live, I advise you to stay honest and don't try to play those low-level tricks."

"I—will die?" Sissy was surprised, her voice trembling.

"Why, now I know I'm afraid? It's too late."

Sissy was stunned on the spot, Snape didn't seem like the kind who would joke and scare people, she just felt the foreground turn around, her legs softened, and she threw herself on Snape's lap, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

"Professor, help me, I don't want to die yet... It doesn't matter if I can amputate my limbs, as long as I can survive." Sissy said in a crying voice.

She would rather lose an arm than lose her life.In the future, the arm may be able to drink medicine to grow back. If you lose your life, you will lose it. You still have to be clear about the priorities.

Snape laughed dryly, and his tone was much more relaxed: "Forget it, I will save you this time, but if there is another time, find a place to bury it yourself, and don't come to trouble me."

Sissy looked up with tears in her eyes, Snape's image grew taller in her eyes, "Really?"

"Professor, you are the best professor in the world, you are my savior, reborn parents..."

It was the first time in Snape's life that he heard someone say that, and his heart was touched a little. He sighed, and tugged at his robe, but the girl clutched it tightly and was wiping away tears with the hem of his coat.

After wiping away her tears, Sissy broke into a smile, held her unconscious left arm in her right hand, brought it to Snape, and happily asked, "Professor, what do you want me to do, I promise to be obedient."

"Put your hand on the table, so you can watch it well and remember it long." Snape's expression returned to seriousness, and there was even more gloom in his eyes.

Sissy sat down and did so, looking at the professor eagerly.

Snape raised his hand, and the gaps in the surrounding stone walls lit up one after another, illuminating the stone room brightly.

The medicines on the shelves showed different colors under the light, and the whole office shone like a treasure house.Among them, there are many strange rays of light, which seem to be breathtaking.

Sissy was deeply attracted, is this what potions should look like?Flowing in the blood vessels of the human body, it can control the mind and achieve glory. Seeing is believing.

Her self-satisfied perfect work is too embarrassing to show her hands here, it is really insignificant.

Snape stepped back with a light tap of his wand, a row of shelves on the left slowly flew into the air, and a door appeared on the stone wall behind.He went in for a while, and when he came out, he had three small bottles of unknown medicine in his hand.

Sissy looked closely at these small bottles curiously.

One neck of the bottle is bent like a snake, thin as a hair, and the dark green liquid in the bottle is difficult to pour out;

The mouth of a bottle is stuck with a ball, but the neck of the bottle is made of rubber, and the silver liquid medicine can be poured out with a pinch after being turned upside down;

There is another bottle that looks ordinary, filled with a thick black syrup like a starry sky.

Snape pressed Sissy's arm with one hand, chanted a spell lightly, and first took out the dark green liquid from the first bottle. He did not let the filamentous liquid condense into drops, but directly waved his staff to let the The dark green silk thread fell into the wound.

Sissy was just scratched by Quirrell's nails, and the shallow bloodstain had already solidified, but when the potion fell, the solidified blood suddenly melted and boiled, forming small blood bubbles on her arm, and then burst quickly, Pale red blood mist burst out.

Sissy was terrified and subconsciously leaned her body back.

"Don't move!" Snape reprimanded sharply, the movement of his hand didn't mean to stop at all, the hand holding her was obviously exerting force.

Sissy stabilized her mind, sat up straight and remained motionless.From the look of the professor, she knew that there was no room for mistakes in the process, and she didn't want to die and try the consequences.

Gradually the blood mist dissipated, and the wound on the arm split open again, deeper than when it was first scratched, and a faint black smoke emerged from it.

"It's okay." Snape breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was only a trace of black smoke.

He took out some thick black paste and smeared it to cover the entire wound, and the starry sky-like light in the liquid suddenly dimmed a lot.The black air that escaped just now and the residue on Sissy's arm were all sucked into it, the more inhaled, the more dim the light of the liquid.

Seeing that there was no change in the light, Snape waved his hand to remove the slurry, forced out the trapped smoke, and put it into a seemingly empty bottle.

The faint gauze in the bottle wraps and shrinks the black smoke, turning the smoke into a small drop of black beads barely visible to the naked eye, floating in the center of the bottle.

Sissy was watching intently, Snape put the bottle away and put a spell on it for protection.

"Next, you'd better be mentally prepared." Snape didn't want to explain further, and continued with the last step.

Sissy opened her mouth and was about to ask, but the sensation in her left hand gradually recovered. At the same time, a piercing pain swept over the wound. Not deep, but not less painful.

"Hold it, it will feel better after you paint it on." Snape felt the pain himself. He used this method to prevent himself from becoming a puppet. Compared with Sissy's little injury, the pain he experienced was not Everyone can carry it alive.

He looked at Sissy's appearance, his hands trembled slightly, and the silver medicine liquid dripped on Sissy's arm, penetrated into the wound, and flowed along the broken flesh and blood around her.

The liquid medicine has a miraculous effect on this. Although it cannot be cured, it will quickly bind the flesh and blood like glue and control the injury by a lot.

Sissy tried her best not to cry out, and finally the pain gradually subsided with the effect of the liquid medicine.

"What's going on here, can you tell me, professor?" Sissy's head was covered with sweat, and she didn't understand why she was unwilling to suffer.

Snape sighed deeply, changed his usual gloomy look, and said in a low voice, "Quirrell... the farther away from him the better, I will give the things to Albus, and then he will make up his own mind .”

Sissy could understand this riddle-like answer: She was accidentally scratched by Quirrell, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and left a trace of Voldemort's something in her wound.

Moreover, Dumbledore and Snape had already speculated about this matter before, and now they have obtained the little black pearl from her, and after further research, there will be results soon.