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The atmosphere in the school hospital instantly dropped to freezing point.
But Mikkel didn't notice anything wrong and continued to chatter about his experiences over the past two days. Until he felt thirsty and turned to get some water, he saw Madam Pomfrey with a smile on her face.
“Ahhh~~”
Mikel let out a strange cry, immediately covered his head with the quilt and began to pretend to be dead.
"Ahem... What terrible weather! How can it be so cold in September?" Dumbledore rubbed his arms and took the lead in breaking the weird atmosphere around him.
He looked at Kyle and said, "As you can see, Mr. Drake has already drunk the magic suppressant potion and will be discharged from the hospital soon. After that, I will also let Professor Sprott help him learn to control his own magic power.
But Kyle, the professor doesn't have much time. To Mr. Drake, the help of his friends is more important."
"I understand, Professor Dumbledore." Kyle said seriously, "I promise that what happened in the Charms class will not happen again."
In fact, even if Dumbledore didn't say anything, Kyle would not sit idly by.
No matter what, Mikel is still his roommate, he is a brother, how could he watch him become a dud due to frequent magic overdraft.
Hogwarts doesn't need a second caretaker.
"Don't be so serious, Kyle." Dumbledore blinked and said, "Our Potions professor is still very trustworthy. As long as Mr. Drake takes the magic suppressant potion on time, he will not overdraw his magic power again.
You may want to prepare some more candy for him. I recommend a pile of cockroaches."
Kyle said nothing because he noticed that Snape's face had become even worse.
"Okay, take Mr. Drake back." Dumbledore said, "You should also go to class, don't be late."
"Wait a moment, Headmaster."
At this time, Madam Pomfrey suddenly said: "The treatment of this little wizard is not over yet. We have to wait a little longer."
Dumbledore hesitated and said, "But..."
"I said, it's not over yet!" Madam Pomfrey said with a smile, "Don't worry, it will be quick. It's just a small inspection. It won't delay their classes."
"Then I'll leave it to you, Bobby."
Dumbledore nodded quickly and strode out of the hospital wing.
Snape at the door snorted coldly and left.
Kyle actually wanted to leave, but he had to pick up Mikel, so he could only retreat to the corridor and wait temporarily.
After a while, a desperate wail suddenly came from the school hospital.
"I don't want to drink this... Ugh... It's worse than that blue potion... Ugh... Help... Ugh..."
In the corridor, Kyle felt extremely sad listening to Mikkel's desperate cries for help.
He wanted to help, but he couldn't. Even Dumbledore had run away, so what could a weak first-year wizard like him do?
So Kyle silently closed the door of the school hospital.
As soon as the door closed, the corridor became quiet in an instant.
Good, now it’s not uncomfortable anymore.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 41 Potions Class (Please collect and recommend)
When the door of the school hospital was opened again, it meant that Mikel had finally fulfilled his previous wish and was officially discharged from the hospital.
It’s just that his current condition looks a little bad, his steps are unsteady, and he keeps retching.
Besides, before today, Kyle had never thought that a person's face could be blue.
Even the most avant-garde and fashionable portraits in the castle did not dare to paint their faces in such bold colors.
But Mikel did it.
His entire head, including his forehead, nose, lips, was blue, even his hair and teeth were no exception.
From a distance it looks like a large blue dandelion.
"Kyle..."
Mikkel stretched out his hand, his voice very dry: "What are you laughing at? Help me up."
"Nothing, I just thought of something happy." Kyle stepped forward to support Mikel, and at the same time turned his head away, trying not to look at his face:
"I gave Hufflepuff twenty extra points yesterday."
"That's indeed worth being happy about." Mikel nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
He really didn't want to talk now. He didn't know what the nurse in the school hospital had just poured into his mouth. Not only did it taste terrible, but his throat was also burning and painful. He felt very uncomfortable when he opened his mouth.
The two of them walked slowly towards the basement classroom.
It is worth mentioning that when they just walked into the pendulum clock courtyard, Mikel's blue head gradually returned to normal.
Although it didn't return to its previous appearance, it was at least not as eye-catching. Moreover, the light in the castle was generally dim, so you wouldn't be able to see anything if you didn't look carefully.
Apparently, Madam Pomfrey had no intention of embarrassing him in public.
The two walked all the way through the castle, but because Mikel walked too slowly, when they arrived at the classroom downstairs, they were late as expected.
Snape had just finished counting the roster when he looked up and saw two people standing at the door.
"They're late for the first class. Are all the freshmen this year so bad?" Snape said in a long tone, "Ten points will be deducted from Hufflepuff."
Mikkel looked at Snape, his eyes suddenly widened, and he blurted out: "Huh? You are the one...hiss~~"
Fortunately, Kyle reacted quickly and stepped on him decisively, which prevented Mikel from finishing his words.
Otherwise... they might not be able to get out of this Potions classroom.
Taking this opportunity, Kyle quickly said, "Sorry, Professor Snape, we won't do that next time."
"Humph, if it happens a second time, it won't be as simple as deducting ten points." Snape glanced at them coldly: "Why are you still standing there like an idiot? Go back to your seats quickly. Hufflepuff will be deducted another five points!"
Afraid that Mikel would say something reckless again, Kyle quickly pulled him to sit at an empty table at the back of the classroom.
Snape retracted his gaze and said in a sinister voice: "Potions are a profound and important subject. I don't expect you to truly appreciate the beauty of the simmering cauldron with white smoke and bursts of fragrance.
I don't expect you to understand the magical transformation of ordinary ingredients into something sublime when cooked over a high heat.
Every parasite berry and every bezoar in your hand will be condensed into various forms and compositions in the crucible, and they are the most wonderful secrets of the magic world. "
Snape's voice gradually became calm: "I can teach you how to improve your reputation, brew honor, and even prevent death - but there must be one thing, that is, you are not the kind of fools I often encounter."
Snape's words immediately silenced the whole class. The little Slytherin snakes raised their heads proudly and sat upright, as if this could prove that they were not fools.
In comparison, the little badgers of Hufflepuff felt much more guilty. They looked at each other, and no one dared to look Snape in the eye.
Especially Mikel, after he came to his senses, he almost buried his head under the table.
However, even so, it is useless, what is coming will come.
"Drake!" Snape suddenly said, "When making boil potion, should I put in slugs or porcupine quills first?"
What potion?
Mikel looked up blankly and said carefully, "Porcupine quills first, Professor."
"Tsk, put the porcupine quills first..." Snape said sarcastically, "If you flipped through the book before school started, even if you only glanced at it, you would know that you need to put snake tooth powder first to make boil potion!
You are so poor in basic skills and you dare to be late? Deduct one point from Hufflepuff."
“Why don’t you write this down!”
There was a sudden rustling sound of quills and parchment being fumbled with in the classroom.
"Open the book to the first page!" Snape returned to the podium and said in a deep voice: "Today we will learn how to make a simple potion to treat boils.
Although this potion is so simple that you can make it as long as your IQ is higher than that of the troll, I still want to remind you to be careful when operating it... if you don't want to get boils all over your body. "
"The ingredients for brewing the potion are in the cupboard. Now, put them in groups of two... Oh, right!"
At this moment, Snape seemed to suddenly think of something and came to Mikel again.
He glanced down at the table and scoffed, "Although there is no need to wave your wand foolishly here, given your current poor condition and for the safety of other young wizards, I think it is unnecessary."
Snape took the cauldron from the table, inspected it, and said to Kyle, "Go and be in a group with Connor. Don't disturb Drake from reading here."
In the crowd, Kanna looked up in confusion and looked at Kyle in disbelief as he was getting closer and closer to her.
It’s so annoying. She was already on time and the last one to enter the classroom, but she couldn’t escape?
Moreover, at this time, the other little wizards had also completed their team formation, so there was no vacant space for her even if she wanted to hide.
How about switching with someone else?
Connor found her roommate sitting behind her and was about to ask to exchange seats with her when Snape's voice came from the podium again.
"What are you still standing there for? Are you waiting for me to make some potion for you?!"
Amid Snape's roar, the classroom suddenly became busy.
Watching her roommate set up the crucible and then run towards the storage cabinet, Kanna could only sigh quietly and turned around to grind the snake fangs on the table.
For some reason, when Snape walked nearby, he casually placed a bag on her desk.
What was inside was exactly the materials needed to make boil potion, and there were three full portions of each, so Kanna didn't need to go to the storage cabinet like everyone else.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 42: Magic Potion Fountain
Kyle didn't expect that Kanna's potion skills were surprisingly good.
Whether it was boiling nettle solution or grinding snake fangs, every process was in an orderly manner. He couldn't even help at the side, and could only sit there and stare at the crucible in boredom.
Compared to the busy little wizards around him, Kyle looked like he was on vacation.
The main reason was that there was really nothing they could do to help. Potions was no different from other courses, and there wasn't much practical work involved. Most of the time, they were waiting for the potion to be brewed.
It’s just like making soup, it takes ten minutes to prepare the ingredients and two hours to stew them.
Of course, all this is based on the premise that the operation is fine. Otherwise, just making a standard nettle extract can keep some people busy for half a class.