[HP] Shh, it's a secret

Snape withdrew his hand and put it behind his back.In his eyes, Draco was slowly showing his figure, and the spell seemed to be about to wear off. "Keep your spell well and come with me," he ordered curtly.

Snape led Draco back to his old office in the Hogwarts dungeon.He didn't say a word all the way, and even when the office door was closed he just stared coldly into Draco's face.The latter stood next to a large glass bottle filled with frogfish eggs, fisting his hands.Silence is suffocating.There must be some medicine being boiled in the configuration room inside, and every sound of bubbling and boiling is amplified ten times at this moment.

After two brief knocks, the office door was pushed open from the outside.

"I was told I could find you here, Principal." It was Minerva, the Vice-Principal, who entered.McGonagall, when she saw Draco standing there, her expression changed immediately, her lips were pale, "On behalf of the Vice-Headmaster of the school and the head of Gryffindor, I strongly recommend that you expel Draco immediately, Mr. Malfoy. ' she said grimly, looking at Draco.

Snape glanced at Draco, then turned his gaze to Professor McGonagall, who seemed quite pissed off.

"Reason." He said softly.

Professor McGonagall stood up straight, her chin raised high.

"Attacking the professor, using black magic, trying to break into the restricted area of ​​the library without permission."

"Your accusations are a bit serious, Vice-Principal McGonagall." Snape said in a toneless tone, "Attacking the professor, the dark arts... I don't think students in Mr. Malfoy's age group have that ability at all. , book area, he has been with me after the curfew."

"You—are you trying to cover him?"

"No," said Snape, "I mean since he's a Slytherin student it's best for the Head of Slytherin, which is me, to deal with him."

"Severus, I think you'd better know that letting a student like him stay in Hogwarts will only harm other students, you should..." Professor McGonagall's voice was a little urgent.

"I know, of course, the harshest punishment." Snape interrupted her aloud, and he turned to Draco, "Confinement, every day."

Professor McGonagall was obviously dissatisfied with the result but she had no choice but to leave Draco indignantly after a disgusted glance.Draco and Snape were the only ones left in the office again.Snape's dark eyes fixed on Draco like an angry hawk.

"Attacking the Professor, Dark Arts... I thought you just went to the Restricted Books section," said Snape. "It looks like you're even dumber than I thought! You're so desperate to get kicked out of Hogwarts." ?”

"I have my reasons." Draco said coldly.

"Your reason?" Snape's face turned blue, "I don't care how much reason you have, this is the school and I'm the headmaster, you better obey the rules."

"Yes confinement, I understand, and I will be there on time principal." Draco's voice was surprisingly calm, as if they were discussing someone else's confinement, if he insisted on saying that he had something special, then his gaze would always be Following Snape's hidden hand behind his back.

"What did you take from the library?" Snape asked suddenly, his lips turning blue.

"Taken nothing, just copied a spell."

"Copy?" Snape took a step back and leaned against a cabinet, "Every forbidden book has a special magical protection, you can't copy anything. In fact, you can ask me, and I will help you. "

Draco glanced at Snape in surprise, and said, "I have something to do..." He suddenly closed his mouth, this was the first time he saw Snape's face tonight, it was so horribly blue, like It is poisoning.Draco quickly took two steps forward, "Are you injured? Poisoned? Where is the wound?" His eyes naturally found Snape's hidden right hand.

Snape stared at him for a moment, then took his hand out.His hands were shaking so badly, in fact he looked a little exhausted.The original red blood stain on the back of the hand was stained with the color of ink. Following the trace upwards, the wound should be on the arm.Draco pulled out his wand with a tap, and a chair appeared out of nowhere.He helped Snape to a chair, and ripped his sleeves.

There was a long and deep cut, and black and red blood seeped out from the wound without any signs of scabbing.

Draco's eyes darkened. He thought it might be a bite or something else. If the opponent was a wizard, he would hardly see such a slender cut, especially if it was poisonous.

A poisoned knife?Draco glanced at Snape, resisted the uneasiness in his heart and said, "If you don't clear the poison first, the blood will not be stopped. Will ordinary antidotes work?"

"I'm afraid not." Snape frowned painfully, and it seemed that even speaking had become a burden, "But you can try, bring--take all the things used for detoxification, you-- You know where."

Draco stood up and quickly walked into the configuration room inside. There were two huge cabinets on the right side of the processing table, one for finished potions and the other for various rare potion ingredients.With a wave of his wand, Draco opened the two cabinets at the same time, and then skillfully picked out what he needed. In the blink of an eye, he rushed back to in front of Snape.

Draco handed Snape two of the red ones, but things seemed to get worse and Snape didn't respond at all.For a second, almost a heartbeat, Draco was terrified.

Snape didn't respond, his eyes were half-open to see and hear, but there was no response.Draco uncapped the potion bottle and carefully dragged Snape's head trying to feed him into his mouth, which was tightly shut.Immediately something even more ominous happened, the toxins accumulated in Snape's body seemed to have suddenly lost their restraint and exploded collectively, Snape's breathing became rapid, not only his face, but every inch of his body They are all turning blue.

"Swallow it sir," Draco forced Snape's mouth open, "swallow it if you don't want to die of blood loss before detoxification, please." Maybe Draco's words worked, Only some of the potion spilled from Snape's mouth, most of it was swallowed.

Then there are more medicines, detoxification and hemostasis, but they are completely useless, not at all useful.The venom was in Snape's blood, and with the flow of his blood, it spread to the whole body little by little, once it entered the heart, it was all over.

"Sir! Professor! Godfather!" Draco shook Snape's shoulders vigorously, trying to wake him up so he could give some advice, but...

Will die, will die.

He hasn't had time to—

Draco's mind went blank.

Suddenly, he came back to his senses and rummaged through a pile of bottles and jars at his feet.Bezoar, finally found.He crushed it into fine powder, fed most of it into Snape's mouth along with the blood tonic, and sprinkled the rest on the bleeding wound.

Draco still remembered how the potions professor Slughorn, who looked like a lantern in the sixth grade, commented on it—it was effective for all poisons. Myth - the stones in the stomach of goats can resist many poisons.

"Did you say it, you said it can be resisted, so it will be fine, it will be fine—" Draco knelt on the edge of the chair, rationally telling him that he should go to someone, the school doctor Madam Pomfrey... ...even the two professors surnamed Carlo, but he didn't go anywhere, just cautiously sniffed Snape again and again.

Each time Draco felt the warm snort under the skin of his fingers he felt slightly better, and waited for the next time in unease and fear.Time became extremely long, but luckily the bleeding gradually stopped.

Meanwhile, in the camp of Dean Forest Harry and his friends—

"Who, who's there? Harry, is that you Harry?" Hermione stood by their tent, looking anxiously into the depths of the forest.

"It's me, I'm here." Harry stepped out of the shadows, dragging an ornate sword in his hand, looking tired and frustrated.

"Oh my God, you've been missing for half the night." Hermione rushed towards him, then turned her head and shouted, "Ron! Harry's back!"

"What? Harry!" Ron rushed out in a whirlwind. "I told you not to disappear, we were all crazy you bastard. Wait, what's the matter with this sword? And your face ,You are hurt?"

Harry raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face.

"Others," he said, "as for Gryffindor's sword, I saw a doe that was a Patronus and it led me to it. But I lost Dumbledore's wand, a thief, damn it .”