[HP] Spring Mountain is Sleeping

The weather is gradually warming up, and Hogwarts seems to have a little problem in the spring—everything strange has happened in this school since its establishment.

Madam Poppy Pomfrey has been a little irritable lately, especially with the hordes of students coming to the medical wing to look for her.

Hogwarts seems to be endemic to an unprecedented disease.The symptoms can't be said to be severe, just coughing and sneezing non-stop, some people develop red rashes, and some people often cry, but the symptoms last for a long time.It was treatable, of course, but dispensing medicine and casting spells on each student nearly exhausted the patience of the lady doctor, yet they even relapsed.

There were many people who came to see her, and they came from all houses and grades. As far as Madam Pomfrey could remember, this kind of thing had never happened at Hogwarts before.

It looks like an epidemic, but the wizarding society has no experience in dealing with epidemics.

"Oh, Severus." The former Potions professor, who seemed to have a lot of time recently and was free to wander around the school, was called to the medical wing by the female doctor again, "Can you make a potion for this situation? Or do you know What's happening here?"

Severus glanced at the grumbling students lined up.The two cubs whose stomachs were cut open by Shenfeng Wuying last time bore the brunt again this time. One of them coughed and scratched his legs non-stop, and the other covered his face with his hands, but he could still see the wound on his neck. There is a large red rash.

"I think it's a Muggle disease, maybe an allergy. I had it too when I was a kid."

"Oh, I knew you knew this, the witch doctor's textbook doesn't even mention what is called allergies. Do you have any anti-allergy potions?"

"Nope. Now we need to find out the allergens, who knows where they've gone fooling around. They just won't stay in the dorms properly. If they do it again, they should go back home and enjoy spring everywhere pollen and worms."

"Based on my experience, it's not easy to have allergies at Hogwarts, Severus. I don't think you have any attacks when you were studying here." Madam Pomfrey was obviously more patient than the potion master. Be nicer, "So can you make a potion? I'm too busy with people coming here. I think the whole school seems to need it."

"Oh, well, well, these guys are always going to consume my precious materials." Severus muttered, returning to the cellar.

The potion didn't seem to be difficult for him.At night, Severus came out of the refining room, holding a box full of medicine bottles, and shook the two portraits on the table.

"If there is such a problem with the anti-allergic alleviator, I will definitely be expelled from the Potions Association."

There was no sound of being amused in the portrait, and the eyes of Albus and Quentin were almost dripping with sadness.

"Severus..." Albus hesitated, and was about to try again, "You still have a chance to stop this before you give this thing to Poppy. If you decide to stop now, then It's all just an accident and no one will know."

"Oh, good Albus," Severus put the bottles of the colorless liquid on the table, "it doesn't look like you at all to me. As long as Tom can be killed, even the Order of the Phoenix You won't frown even if you're dead."

"Sometimes I feel very doubtful whether the person standing here is you or Tom."

"Of course you can tell. Tom's habits are very different from mine. Whenever he comes here, he will first search the cash box and then go to see Paddy. He wants to use the house-elf for a little bit." Fleurs pushed back bluntly, "I'm really curious about the confidentiality agreement between the portraits."

"You just need to know that there is such a thing. I don't want you to come into the portrait. It will be 100 years later."

"The portraits will respect your opinion." Quentin, who had been silent by the side, said, but his mood did not improve at all, "Albus, let's continue to discuss the transfer spell."