The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Potions classes were sometimes consecutive, and usually only during consecutive classes would Snape let the students make potions.

Sissy didn't have time to prepare for the preview, the second grade course was fairly friendly, she had the knowledge accumulated in the previous few books, and she could still keep up with the pace of learning.

When raising his hand to answer the question, Snape intentionally gave her a chance - even if sometimes other students raised it first, he would turn his head to the side as if he didn't see it.

It's okay to do this once or twice, but as the number of times increased, some students gradually became suspicious of this, and looked at Qian Qian, a school girl, with suspicion.

Sissy sensed what they meant, and what she did was obviously hindering them from grabbing points for the academy. She was just here for class, so there was really no need to cause trouble.

In view of her young age, the seniors didn't make trouble, but they must be dissatisfied, so even if she knew the answer, Sissy didn't raise her hand for a long time.

Snape's eyes fell on her, and Sissy ducked her head and pretended not to know.

Although Snape was young, he had more than ten years of teaching experience, and he could understand the reason at a glance. Sissy's thoughts could not be hidden in his eyes.

The few students didn't know it yet, and they were still venting their dissatisfaction with their eyes.

"Among you, there seem to be a few of you who have your own unique views on my choice, and I don't mind if you say it directly." Snape glanced at them coldly.

"If the answer is good, I will give you all the chances to add points in this class-of course, if you can't answer well, 10 points will be deducted for each question."

"Is there no one? I'm really disappointed." Snape snorted coldly and walked back to the podium.

Regardless of whether they expressed dissatisfaction just now, the students all lowered their heads and clenched their pens.The classroom did not dare to breathe too loudly.

"Then, let's continue with the class."

Sissy even became nervous in this oppressive atmosphere, even though she knew that Snape said this because she was biased towards her, and the quill in her hand was even more afraid to slack off, almost grinding the paper out of smoke.

After class was over, Snape walked out of the classroom with a whimper, and the students finally had a chance to rub their arms.

Qianqian also felt that her hands were sore, but her robe was full of scars, and she couldn't pinch it to relax.

"Is she the student who was scratched by Quirrell a few days ago?"

"It must be. It was rumored that she was deeply poisoned. Judging by her appearance, it should be impossible." Several people lowered their voices to communicate, but Sissy could still hear them clearly.

"That's a lie. Now it's said that she was born with a bad physique, and she would bleed profusely if she was slightly injured. If Professor Snape's potions were not powerful, she would bleed to death."

Well, well, it seems that the Weasley brothers did not disappoint me.Qianqian was very satisfied in her heart, and the more she heard, the more she felt that it was reliable to ask them to do business.

So she slowed down, wanting to hear more about what they had to say about it.

"I also heard that after Quirrell scratched her, the blood gushed out. I couldn't hold it down, like a faucet. Within a few minutes, the blood flowed into a river."

ah?I didn't bleed from the wound, did I?After listening to their vivid descriptions, Sissy began to wonder if she had made a mistake in her memory.

"She is quite pitiful. A small injury may kill her."

"It's said that even Snape couldn't stop the bleeding completely, and a liter of blood flowed from the wound every day. Look at her pale face, it's probably true."

Sissy's expression gradually became strange, what the hell is all this rumored about!

According to what they said, if she lost so much blood, she might not be able to recover if she took the blood-tonifying medicine as a meal every day, right?

Whether George and Fred are talking nonsense, or word of mouth is getting more and more outrageous, Sissy doesn't know what's going on, this is really far from the version she told Dudu.

"Forget it, exaggeration is a bit too exaggerated, and overall it's not a bad thing." Sissy had a headache and stopped thinking about it.

Her image at school seemed to be gradually molded into a porcelain doll, who would spurt blood when injured, be in a coma at the slightest, and die from excessive blood loss in severe cases.

Fortunately, in this way, the rumor that Quirrell was poisoned was finally overshadowed.

In the next few days, Snape took Sissy to almost every class, except for the class that Sissy belonged to in the first grade, she was not allowed to attend.

Sissy was looking forward to seeing her dormmates at last, but the professor seemed to think that she should not waste her time, she might as well go back to the study to preview the courses of other grades.

Sissi followed the professor's arrangement. Due to the change of dressing, her life was very regular during this period: she started at 6 o'clock, went to bed at 12 o'clock, and had toots for three meals.

Going on like this in the study and classroom at two points and one line, she couldn't walk a few steps in a week, and Cici felt that her legs could degenerate and be useless.

Now she feels like being left at the head teacher's house. She has seen her all day in class and it's not enough. When she goes back at night, the professor will be watching from the next door, and will come to spot-check her study progress from time to time.

At first, when the students heard that Eugenie was injured, they envied her for Dumbledore's special approval to temporarily not attend classes.

Unexpectedly, in the past two days, she was brought to class by Snape.

They thought that the professor just kept Eugenie by his side so that she wouldn't suddenly bleed to death in the office, but they soon realized that they were wrong.

Like other students, she listens to lectures, takes notes frantically, and even rushes to answer questions. She only leaves when she makes things.

It's just that Qianqian suddenly joined the class, and she wasn't ready for it. She only understood half of the class in the third and fourth grades and had no time to digest it. Fortunately, she had the opportunity to listen to the same class twice.

Every time after listening to it for the first time, Sissy used her spare time and evening time to sort out her notes, and then combined with the books Snape found for her to study, and when she listened again next time, she would gain a lot more.

As for the courses of the senior grades, Snape just listened to what she asked, and now concentrating on the difficult courses is tantamount to building castles in the air.

If we talk about the low-level courses, Sissy listens attentively and checks for omissions.In the advanced class, she just looked for the parts she could understand, and the rest were like bibles.

In fact, this is not surprising. The most indispensable thing for advanced potions is students with blank faces.

As a result, Snape has repeatedly asked Dumbledore to reduce the number of qualified students and allow him to adopt stricter screening criteria.

Fortunately, Dumbledore refused, otherwise, in one of his classes, I don't know how many students could stay.

On Friday morning, Snape gave Sissy a small package before class.

"Get ready, you will demonstrate in class." Snape looked at Sissy gently, with expectation in his eyes.

demo?Sissy froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that Friday morning was the joint class of Harry's class.

She opened the package, and the medicinal materials inside were all needed for the potion for treating boils and the potion for forgetting.

"I look forward to your performance."

Sissy was a little puzzled, the professor didn't let her do it in her class, and specially arranged to demonstrate in Harry's class, I don't know what kind of consideration it was.

All in all, just do a good job.