Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

The headmaster's office was still the same, and Dumbledore carefully placed the crown he was holding all the way on a special stone that insulated from magic on the table.He conjured up a circle of sofa chairs, greeted the professor beside him to sit down, and thoughtfully offered hot black tea.

"I think we need to find out about Mr. McLean's condition first?" Dumbledore walked to Snape's side and Madam Pomfrey observed the little fox in Snape's hand.

"It doesn't seem to be injured, it just became like this for some inexplicable reason, and... fell asleep?" Madam Pomfrey gently pinched the little fox's paw, and the little fox was sleeping soundly in Snape's arms, completely no response.

"It seems that the Transfiguration Charm is useless, and you can't wake up?" Dumbledore repeated while pinching his beard.

"That's right." Madam Pomfrey nodded.

"Then we still need to contact his family." Dumbledore strode back to the desk, took out a beautiful quill, wrote a letter and handed it to Fox.

"Old man, please. The sooner the better." Dumbledore patted Phoenix's head, and the Phoenix responded with a soft chirp, and then disappeared in an instant.

The old wizard took out a piece of paper from the drawer and filled out another form.Throwing it into the fireplace, sprinkled a handful of Floo powder, and said, "International Hearth Division, Ministry of Magic."

A green light flashed, and the form was engulfed in flames.

"Before the McLean family arrives, I think we need to sort out what happened."

The old wizard took a sip from his teacup, crossed his hands and spoke calmly.

"Severus, if your body can hold on... Please tell me what you found first, after all, you are No.1 who entered the scene." Dumbledore looked to the side of the wizard with his head bowed.

Snape has been silent since he entered the principal's office, holding the sleeping little fox tightly in his arms, even when Madam Pomfrey was examining him.

The wizard raised his head, cleared his throat, and replied hoarsely: "At that time, the magic wave was very strong...Only I could pass through, as if passing through my body instead of knocking me away. The room was a mess, and almost everything Smashed... looked like a potion explosion... made of Bahrain's Reagent... I found him by a faint wave of magic. He was still awake... then fell asleep in my hand. "

Snape answered very slowly this time, even interrupted many times in the middle, and his voice was a little unsteady.

"So, it looks like the incident was caused by a potion accident." Dumbledore listened patiently to Snape, and nodded slightly.

"But as a professor of potions, I can say responsibly... Even if it is a simple operation error... it is impossible to cause such a large-scale explosion. I found a step-by-step paper, and I I started throwing it away, but picked it up again..." Snape stood up, holding the little fox firmly with one hand, and with the other hand, he took out a piece of tattered paper from his pocket and put it on the desk superior.

"Oh! Looks helpful. Quickly restore!" Dumbledore restored the parchment to its original appearance.

"Look, there are no problems with the previous steps...Here, Cyril drew a red circle, and I boldly guess that this little monster forgot to stir the direction...But! Even if he got the wrong direction in the end, it is impossible explosion occurs."

Snape looked at the old man in front of him with a determined face.

"I think... the existence of this one in my hand can just explain why it exploded."

Dumbledore gently put down the parchment in his hand, tapped the smooth solid wood tabletop with his fingertips, and finally set his sights on the isolated crown.

"Dumbledore, why does this kid make potions in the Room of Requirement? It's unreasonable..." Professor McGonagall interrupted Dumbledore's contemplation, and spoke a little excitedly.

"I just picked him up this morning, and there's absolutely no reason for him to go that far to get a potion I've barely heard of."

"I think I know something..." Ms. Pomfrey changed her previous silent look and said sadly.

The moment Madam Pomfrey spoke, Snape's arm holding little fox Cyril trembled slightly, and then he sat back on the sofa slowly.

"When I came back, I found a help letter on the door of the medical wing. The letter said that his dean was ill, had rainforest fever, and was in a coma with a high fever...and the Bahrain medicine happened to be a good medicine for rainforest fever. He may He wants to help his dean..."

Snape lowered his eyes, concealing the surging emotions and infinite regret in his eyes, and continued the second half of the sentence softly: "He will prepare the first dose of the Bahrain potion and I will get better after taking the first dose, and then... experience We broke up because of some unhappiness... He probably wanted to prepare the remaining potions for me in the Response Room."

The room was silent.

Professor Sprout, who had been standing by, snored.

"I'm sorry... Severus." Professor McGonagall patted the shoulder of the wizard next to him with drooping eyes.

"I'm gratified that you can produce such a student, Severus... although I totally disapprove of minors completing potions without supervision. Well, I assume that if little Mr. McLean does exactly as he Made by the method recorded before, the problem lies in the stirring step..."

Dumbledore wiped his glasses, and continued to analyze softly: "If it is not simply stirring in the wrong direction, what other operation would cause such a situation? I think we must figure out the truth and the ratio of the potion in order to better help Little Mr Mclean recovered."

"I'm guessing... maybe something was added...a kind of catalyst or catalytic medicinal material. For an explosion of this scale, the catalytic medicinal material must have an extreme effect, so the scope is very narrow..." Snape tried hard Pull up your spirits, stare at a corner of the room, and slowly organize your thoughts.

Just then, a man-high green flame burst from the fireplace—Cyril's family arrived.

The first one to come out was Benny. His shirt and trousers were still wrapped in a dressing gown, and his face was very bad. After all, it was midnight in China.

Then Lin Jiu, Lin Qi and Bai Zhi came out one after another.

In fact, they could have appeared earlier, but there is still a little Yiwen at home. Although he is sleeping soundly, he is worried and inconvenient to take with him. He temporarily asked Yiwen's blessing man Wu Sa to help take care of him.

Benny hurriedly nodded to Dumbledore and the professors and physicians, strode up to Snape, and picked up his precious fox son.

"What's the matter? Mr. Dumbledore's letter was too short, I didn't understand what happened at all?" Benny looked anxiously at his son who seemed to have fallen asleep in his arms.

"Is this struck by lightning?" Grandpa Lin Qi immediately snatched his grandson from his son-in-law, tapped the little fox's furry forehead with his finger for a long time, and asked with some doubts.

Benny was doing his job as an interpreter, instead of asking his friend who looked extremely embarrassed, he looked directly at the principal sitting at the table.

"He's not yet old, how could there be thunder? This is to stimulate the awareness of self-protection and force him to transform into dormancy!"

Bai Zhi and Lin Jiu leaned closer and looked at the sleeping little white fox distressedly, their eyes turned red instantly.

"When will he wake up like this?" Snape asked softly with difficulty.

"It's hard to say. In fact, waking up is not a big problem. The point is when it will change back. What he is doing now is forcibly opening the inheritance sealed in his body... Our fox clan usually does this when we are seriously injured. It is self A kind of protection, once the inheritance starts, it cannot be stopped, and the length of time is different for everyone... His mother is half a year."

After listening to Benny's translation, Lin Qi replied patiently.

He just heard his son-in-law say that this young man took his precious grandson out at the risk of carrying him out, so it's rare that he didn't make a bad face.

After everyone heard that Cyril could be cured, it was only a matter of time, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.Dumbledore arranged for Cyril's family to sit down and briefly described the whole incident and the results of their discussion just now.

"So, what you mean is that there is no big problem with Cyril making the potion itself, but in the penultimate step, for some unknown reason, he added unknown medicinal materials without authorization to cause the big explosion?"

Benny hugged his furry son, trembling with fear after hearing it.

If it weren't for the fact that his son is just a fox now, and he doesn't seem to be sober, he would definitely lift him upside down and spank his ass!

Play for a month!

Benny stared fiercely at his son's hairy face, thinking viciously in his heart.

"At present, it looks like this. Oh, by the way, I also found this in that room..."

Dumbledore added with his wand, pointing lightly at the diadem emitting the dim light.

"Linghui! Why do you have such evil things here!" Grandpa Lin Qi roared after taking a close look.