[HP] Five Poisons

Before Umbridge appeared, many students at Hogwarts thought Snape was too sullen and difficult to get along with, but now, they felt that Snape was nothing compared to that annoying pink toad. It's a little angel!

The little angel Severus Snape walked all the way, almost got goosebumps from the disgusting eyes of the students around him, wondering what these fools were trying to do again, when he saw the guy who almost ransacked his office that night Appeared.

Just as he was about to find someone, Chi Mo, who did not expect to meet the target directly, was surprised, "Professor Snape~"

Even though the owner of this lettuce compensated for all the losses and made his small coffers more full than before, this did not prevent Snape from being full of resentment when he saw the smiling lettuce himself with a disgusting face.

"Wow~Mr. Mochi." Snape gritted his teeth and read out another little bastard after Stupid Potter who made his teeth itch when he saw it, and laughed sinisterly. "What a bright smile~ It's almost blinding the eyes of your poor Potions professor who was almost bankrupted by your feat!"

Before he knew he was leaving, Chi Mo, who was sent the bill to Black Manor by the narrow-minded Potions Professor, looked innocently at Snape, who was furious, "I am honored to share your worries, Professor. "

Snape almost wanted to smash the book in his hand directly into the face of this little bastard with a skin as thick as a city wall!Sorting Hat you idiot!How did this guy get into Hufflepuff! ?

The unscrupulous Professor Snape was thinking about wearing shoes like this in his heart at the moment, when he heard the person on the other side sigh regretfully.

"I thought that dry heart would come in handy, but I didn't expect it to be so useless..."

——! ! !

Snape, who was already feeling a pain in his chest after the heart of the unicorn that he got through all kinds of hardships was taken away, was so angry that he almost couldn't hold his breath after hearing these words.

Chi Mo, who didn't understand Snape's heartache at all, asked the teacher for help. "Professor, I would like to ask you some questions about potions."

Snape, who wished to throw Chi Mo into the Black Lake to feed the octopus right now, clicked his tongue and said, "Mr. Mo Chi also has something he doesn't know, this really surprised your Potions Professor."

Chi Mo pretended to be open-minded and eager to learn, and smiled shyly, "I am so small that I am not as good as teaching you one ten-thousandth of the profound wisdom."

Snape squinted at the foreign students who had to bring a dictionary to class two years ago, but now they are full of trains, and asked gloomyly, "What did you use that heart for?" place?"

Chi Mo immediately stopped laughing, and lowered his head in a painful confession. "That great heart, with its noble existence, proved my failure."

Snape glared fiercely at the reckless guy, wishing he could poke holes all over his body with his eyes, "What do you want to refine with that?"

When it came to business, Chi Mo couldn't help but frowned, "I want to use it to refine an antidote."

Snape breathed out his nostrils, "Did you fry the pot?" If you dare to say yes, you won't even be able to pass the potions homework this semester!

Chi Mo shook his head, "The potion was successfully refined." But it was useless to Regulus, and it was still a failure.

Snape, who quickly recalled in his mind what he knew to be an antidote that uses a unicorn heart as a raw material, couldn't help but frown. The general antidote doesn't need this at all, and Chi Mo has always liked refining medicine. For a moment, he wasn't sure whether the other party was trying to help people detoxify, or if he was just out of curiosity, but he wasn't a person who was interested in other people's privacy, so he pointed to the point when he asked, "What poison is detoxified?"

"A kind of strong corrosive poison that only targets the living body." When it comes to this, Chi Mo inevitably feels frustrated. He has tried hundreds of detoxification methods, but none of them are effective.Even though Regulus kept smiling and reassuring him not to worry, how could he not be in a hurry!

Snape didn't interrupt, but continued to listen to Chi Mo's words. If it was just a highly corrosive poison, he didn't think Chi Mo would be helpless.

"I've never seen this kind of poison that is absolutely targeted." Chi Mo frowned and gave an example, "The accuracy of this poison for the target is simply unbelievable. The moment of contact with the poison will not exceed 0.1 seconds, but the body has not suffered the slightest damage." After a pause, he continued, "I once refined a kind of fake death medicine, after taking it, no matter whether it is breathing, pulse, temperature, etc. , the degree of corruption of the skin is no different from that of a real dead person, and I dare say that even the old doctor of St. Mungo's can't see any signs of life in that person."

With sharp eyes piercing the person in front of him, Snape said coldly, "Corroded?"

"Less than three seconds."

Snape's face was gloomy, his eyebrows were tightly knit together, "Why do you think it's poison?"

Chi Mo raised his head and stared at him blankly—what do you mean?

Snape didn't know what he thought of, and with an obvious disgust on his face, he sneered, "Potions are not omnipotent, no one uses them, and potions are just dead things. Only people will divide their targets."

It's not poison... what could it be?

Chi Mo looked suspiciously at Snape, who waved his hand and signaled himself to get out of the way. He was about to leave, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "...the spell can't last that long, right?"

Snape raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Mr. Murchi, use your green brain more."

From what it means, it can’t be a curse, what could it be…

Chi Mo felt that Snape already knew the answer, but he was not going to tell him.He glared at this narrow-minded man angrily. Didn't he just take some material from him? He was so stingy that it was outrageous.

Snape, who was stared at like this, acted as if he didn't feel it. He straightened his collar and smiled maliciously.

Next time he will wipe out the entire shelf and leave nothing behind!

"I thought, with Mr. Mochi's eagerness to learn, he has already read all the books in the library, even the innermost row of bookshelves."

I don't know if he sensed the malice from behind, but Snape, who had already walked a while, suddenly turned around and dropped such a sentence.

The innermost row of bookshelves...

Chi Mo stood where he was, recalling the branch layout of the library. After a while, he suddenly realized what Snape was referring to.

After telling his two good friends about his thoughts, Harry's study group ushered in the second and third members.

In just one week, the entire Hogwarts was complained by Umbridge. Now that Hermione sees Umbridge, she can't wait to go up and give her that twice.

This meeting heard Harry's proposal, and even raised their hands in favor.

"Good idea." Hermione praised her companion who suddenly became smarter, "That's how it should be, that old woman wants us to learn magic at all, and just asks us to memorize it every day, huh, I bet we will This year's written test results will definitely be among the best batch of Hogwarts students over the years."

Ron on the side coughed uncomfortably. He didn't have the nerve to say that he didn't remember much at all. He was afraid that Hermione would take the opportunity to teach him a lesson, so he hurriedly responded, "We are definitely not the only ones who are dissatisfied with her. The professor doesn't have a good impression of him, you know, she has the name of that investigator, she even dares to point fingers at the professor who is teaching us." He made an exaggerated expression of wiping his neck, "She even And interrogated Snape... To be honest, I'm sorry she wasn't poisoned."

Harry nodded sympathetically, "It's really regrettable."

"...Do you think Professor Snape is as stupid as you two?" Hermione rolled her eyes in disbelief, "Okay, let's get down to business."

The two boys immediately stood up straight, as if listening attentively, "Yes, you say."

Hermione leaned against the wall, folded her arms, "The old woman doesn't want to teach us, and we don't care."

"Well, it's not rare." ×2.

"So, who will teach this study group?"

"Forehead……"

"Well……"

Hermione looked at Harry encouragingly, "You can, Harry."

Harry, who was inexplicably entrusted with a heavy responsibility: "...me?" His original idea was that everyone should learn from each other... Well, it seems that one person needs to teach before the competition.

"I believe in you too, Harry!" Ron patted his good brother on the shoulder vigorously, admiring him very much, "You are much better than that old woman! You..."

"……What did you say?"

Ron, who was interrupted, turned his head and looked around, "I seem to hear the woman's voice."

"...I want to say that even if you want to punish students, you can only use the prescribed means."

"Huh~? I didn't understand what you meant~ But, I can think that you are questioning my authority in class? Minerva~"

"No, Dorelos. Just a suggestion for your punishment."

"Oh~!" Umbridge shook his head and sighed with a smile as if he heard some funny joke, "I'm sorry, dear.

But to question my actions is to question the Ministry of Magic, and by extension, to question the Minister for Magic himself.Although I am more tolerant, infidelity and injustice are absolutely intolerable. "

Mag looked at her incredulously, "Unfaithful?"

Umbridge snorted coldly, took a step forward, stepped on a step, and turned to look at the people in the corridor. He was obviously short and fat, but he tried his best to straighten his back, trying to make himself truly condescending." The situation at Hogwarts is much worse than I imagined, and Connelly wants me to take immediate measures, yes, I also think that I can no longer tolerate it."

She raised her chin, and her words were full of warnings and threats.

Hermione watched Umbridge leave triumphantly with cold eyes, and sneered, "I really can't wait to see the day when she and Fudge get out together."

From the conversation between Umbridge and McGonagall, Harry, who knew that he was not the only one punished by Umbridge, subconsciously touched his left hand that had recovered to its original state, and his eyes darkened. He could sense that, They will soon be joined by companions.