[HP] Squib Prince

Brian buried his head in the files all night, and when it was almost curfew, his neck was a little stiff.But the potions books were so much fun that Brian didn't even feel the passage of time.It was Snape who finally interrupted him.

"That's all for today. I've got to watch the night."

Brian raised his head from the file, his eyes were a little dazed for a moment, and then he realized what Snape said.He flexed his neck, then stood up, and handed Snape a stack of brown paper, which contained ingredients for potions that he thought had the potential to extract markers.

Snape took the brown paper, roughly flipped through it, and placed it on his desk.

"From now on, don't be late at eight o'clock every night."

Brian nodded, then waved his hand at Snape and said, "Then see you tomorrow, Severus!"

Snape just said "hmm" before closing the door.However, compared to his previous attitude, Brian was already very satisfied with Snape's "gentle" performance today.

Today, Brian's life is very regular.Except for the teaching tasks four times a week, and the teacher's night watch information, Brian's daily life was spent in the medical wing and Snape's office.The fly in the ointment is that two weeks have passed, and the research of the two has not made any progress.

Contrary to the progress of his research, Brian's knowledge of potions improved by leaps and bounds.Even Snape had to admit that Bryan was gifted in this area.After just two weeks, he went from being a rookie with no knowledge of potions to now even helping Snape with the potions when he was brewing them.Of course, after seeing what kind of disgusting raw materials these potions are made of, drinking potions is no longer a simple taste stimulation for Brian, but has become a kind of mental attack .Brian was adamant that he would never like this kind of stuff.

And now, Brian is suffering from what he calls a mental attack.

"I thought I wouldn't need this thing since I found out that these potions didn't work..." Brian tried to open his eyes wide, and then stared at Madam Pomfrey expectantly.

"This is not negotiable." Madam Pomfrey forced the foul-smelling potion into Brian's hands, "You injured your body when the magic power erupted, even if you can't repair the magic power storage, you still need to repair it." Replenish your body." After finishing speaking, Madam Pomfrey folded her arms, with a posture of "I will never stop until you drink".

After staged a begging show that failed every time, Brian reluctantly drank the potion.Then he drank the cold white tea that had been prepared in advance, hoping to dilute the taste of the potion in his mouth.

"So, the research of the two of you still hasn't made any progress?" Madam Pomfrey nodded in satisfaction, and then she started to care about Snape's research on Brian's physical condition.

"I just found the general direction," Brian said after finally waiting for the taste of the potion in his mouth to fade, "but it is estimated that there is still a long way to go before the exact result."

Madam Pomfrey smiled mysteriously, and then asked, "I heard that you and Severus have been studying this all day?"

"It should be that Severus locked himself in the laboratory except during class time. It would not be an exaggeration to say it's 'forgetting sleep and food'." Speaking of this, Brian complained, but more of it was guilt and worry After all, the results of the other party's research ultimately benefited him himself, "We originally checked the information together. Now he simply asked me to check the information alone, and I checked out the possible medicinal materials before going to the laboratory to test one by one. Although the efficiency is Improved, but he was really tired a lot this way."

Madam Pomfrey showed a knowing smile: "Otherwise, how could Severus be called the 'youngest Potions Master'? Natural talent is part of it, but what is more important is his hard work. According to his With the current workload, believe me, what you want will be found by him soon."

"I'm worried that this will harm his health." Brian frowned, obviously not excited by Madam Pomfrey's words, "In addition to his innate sense of responsibility, he has never let go of his teaching tasks and The duties of the head of Slytherin, if it goes on like this, his body will wear down."

Madam Pomfrey agreed with Brian's words very much.As the school doctor of Hogwarts, Madam Pomfrey is not only responsible for the health of each student, but also the health of the teachers.Madam Pomfrey had reminded Snape countless times when he was sick, but obviously had little effect.

"He needs someone who is not afraid of him at all to supervise him." Madam Pomfrey winked suggestively at Brian, and then said, "Otherwise with his personality, you know, he wants to live a healthy life It's totally impossible."

Brian fully understood Madam Pomfrey's meaning, he thought for a while, and then said goodbye to Madam Pomfrey: "Then it's lunch time, I'm going to eat in the hall."

Madam Pomfrey nodded, and then reminded with a smile: "If you have something that doesn't suit your taste, you can go to the kitchen on the basement floor and ask the house elves to order. It's the painting that hangs the silver bowl full of fruit, You scratch the pear, and the handle of the kitchen door will appear. Of course, don't tell the students, there are always some lessons for children who don't eat on time."

Brian nodded gratefully, and went down the hall.

Since it was lunch time, the lobby was very lively.Especially on the Gryffindor table, food and fights have always coexisted.Sure enough, Brian didn't see Snape at the teacher's table.After thinking about it, he decided to deliver lunch to Snape before class in the afternoon.

Following Madam Pomfrey's prompt, he managed to see the oil painting full of fruits on the basement floor not far from the Slytherin lounge.Brian looked at those lifelike fruits, hesitated for a long time, and decided to go in.He stretched out his hand and scratched the pear on the screen, wondering if it was an illusion, Brian felt the pear tremble, and then the whole picture began to change, until a big green handle appeared in front of Brian's eyes, it seemed that this was the kitchen doorknob.

Brian grabbed the handle and turned it lightly. Soon, the door of the kitchen was opened, and the scene inside made Brian stand still for a long time: a group of humanoid species half his height were busy and orderly. Come and go.These elves are all skinny, with scary big green eyes, big ears drooping, and flat and long noses, a bit like Pinocchio who told a lie.To be honest, it was far from the elf in Brian's mind.

It doesn't take long for a house-elf to spot Brian, who seems to have accidentally wandered into the kitchen.

"What can I do for you, Professor Prince?" the house-elf who looked like an administrator asked respectfully.

Although he had already learned about the species of house elves in books, Brian couldn't adapt to their appearance and respectful attitude for a while.He ruffled his hair in embarrassment, and then asked, "Has Professor Snape had lunch?"

"No, dear Professor Prince." The house-elf replied politely.

Bryan nodded, then said, "Then maybe I can order a lunch for Professor Snape."

The house-elf stood respectfully aside, waiting for Brian to start ordering.

"Then, a fried fish steak, a creamy mushroom soup, and a dessert after the meal. I don't know Severus' taste. You can make your own reference." Brian nodded, and then Added, "But it'd be better to do it lightly. Thank you."

"Oh, it is our honor to serve you, Dear Professor Prince." The voice of the very stable house elf was full of emotion, and the eyes as big as tennis balls were even filled with tears. This startled Brian, and he suspected that if he had said a few more words of thanks, the elf might even have bumped his head on the floor.

"Uh, then let's leave it at that, you can just give it to me when it's done. It's best to cast a spell that can keep warm."

"Everything is according to your order!" The little elf disappeared immediately after saying this excitedly.

Without waiting for 5 minutes, a steaming hot lunch was neatly placed in front of Brian. Even considering that Brian still needed to bring things to Snape's office, the house elf carefully arranged the dishes on the plate. A cover is added on top.

"Oh, you guys are so careful." Brian didn't hide his praise, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Rolf, Professor Prince." Saying this, the well-bred house elf bowed.

"Good name." Brian nodded, "Thank you today, Rolf."

After finishing speaking, Brian didn't care how excited the elf behind him was, and he went straight to Snape's office with his lunch.

After saying the password, the two little snakes put Brian in very easily.Yes, because of the tacit cooperation these days, Brian had already obtained the password of Snape's office.This is really a great progress to celebrate.

Just as Brian put down the lunch tray, he heard a loud bang, which made him almost throw the tray in his hand.

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