A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 26 Dumbledore (Second Update)

Professor Snape, his hand trembling, pointed at Marietta, his mouth full of blisters, mumbling incoherently.

They really look pitiful.

However, Marietta's injuries were no better than Snape's.

She was covered in scabies and started sobbing; even her nose suddenly broke out in scabies.

The young wizards were at a loss, not knowing what to do, while the only professor, Snape, was injured and unable to speak.

William took out his wand, waved it, and whispered, "Clean it up!"

The spilled medicine was wiped away instantly.

He glanced at Snape and Marietta, then at his own crucible.

He was certain that his medicine was ready.

In other words, the efficacy of the medicine is guaranteed.

Seeing the two in such agony, William made up his mind and waved his wand: "Cool down quickly!"

The medicine, which was originally bubbling, gradually cooled down.

William used only the most basic spells from first and second grade, but the effect was just right.

He picked up a test tube from the lab table, scooped up the medicine, and splashed it on Professor Snape.

The scabies on Snape's neck disappeared as if it had never been there.

It really works!

Qiu came to her senses and picked up the test tube, starting to splash it on Marietta.

All the little wizards rushed over, eager to help.

That's too slow!

William waved his wand again, attempting to use a levitation charm to make the cauldron float and fall directly over their heads.

But before he could finish his action, a strong Ravenclaw wizard strode over.

"Get out of the way, watch me!" Bell Lem shouted in a gruff voice.

The boy rolled up his sleeves, picked up the crucible, stood on the chair, and poured the blue liquid directly onto the two of them.

William didn't know if he was helping or taking the opportunity to get revenge on Snape, but his scabies were completely gone.

"Achoo!" Professor Snape sneezed.

The temperature in the underground classroom was already low, so to create a better atmosphere, he even removed some of the torches around the room.

For the first time, Snape regretted choosing this classroom for Potions class!

"Alright, everyone stop watching. I'll take them to Mrs. Pomfrey."

Professor Snape's scabies had healed, but the burns on his face hadn't healed yet.

Marietta also needs to be checked out; we can't let her suffer any lasting effects.

"Everyone, turn off the fire. No one is allowed to make potions until Professor Snape returns," William instructed.

He gave Qiu a look, signaling her to keep an eye on everyone and prevent any further teaching accidents.

Professor Snape was speechless at the moment, and William had to give orders.

Fortunately, neither the Ravenclaw nor the Hufflepuff students are too naughty, so nothing serious should happen.

As William walked out of the corridor, he saw Boba Cha squatting by the glass window, sunbathing.

Mrs. Lorris was squatting nearby!

Bobocha looked at William and Snape in confusion... It couldn't understand how things had changed so much in just half a day.

It shook its tail. Luckily, it didn't go into the classroom; that would have been too dangerous!

Throughout the journey, Professor Snape clung tightly to his soaking wet black cloak, trembling all over.

The old bat could no longer fly.

William was somewhat moved.

If Professor Snape hadn't been there to shield him, he would probably be the one injured. See what a great teacher looks like! (Leans back tactically)

Mrs. Pomfrey was a plump witch who looked rather stern.

"Oh, Merlin's beard, what happened?"

"Marieta spilled the scabies medicine, and I think she added the porcupine quills without turning off the fire," William replied.

"I've already applied the scabies medicine I made to her. Could you please check her over again?"

"Where is Professor Snape? Why isn't he taking good care of the young wizard? He's so irresponsible!" Madam Pomfrey roared.

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Snape hiding behind the door.

Snape stood there awkwardly, his face covered in burn blisters, which startled Mrs. Pomfrey.

She frowned, carefully trying to figure out who this ugly creature was. After a moment, she sighed and said, "Go to bed and lie down. You'll be fine soon."

William nodded and helped Marietta inside.

A few minutes later, Dumbledore arrived.

Madam Pomfrey left, clicking her tongue in complaint, "Potions class is too dangerous; it should be canceled."

Dumbledore glanced at Marietta, who had taken her medicine and quickly fallen asleep.

Snape had a potion on his face and was holding a dark cup in his hand. The potion inside looked like silt from the bottom of a river.

Cold medicine... This was brewed by Snape himself for the school hospital.

That's why I couldn't drink it; he had put something non-toxic in it, but hard to swallow!

"Good afternoon, William and Professor Snape," Dumbledore said cheerfully.

"Hello, Principal, this is the classroom—"

"I already know the whole story and have sent Professor McGonagall to check on things." Dumbledore blinked.

"Don't worry, it's just that our potions professor is temporarily unable to teach."

Professor Snape swallowed the potion in one gulp. The potion burned in his mouth and then burned down his throat, causing him to cough repeatedly and spit out saliva.

It tastes just like dog poop!

He suddenly looked at Dumbledore, pointed at Marietta, and sobbed, "Shit...she...I'm going to...deduct...500 points!"

Dumbledore frowned slightly, looking puzzled. He looked at William, hoping for a translation.

William quickly waved his hand and said, "Professor Snape, thank me later when you're healed."

As for adding 150 points to our college's score, don't even mention it!

Snape: "..."

He was foaming at the mouth, pointing wildly at William, looking extremely agitated.

"My dear child," Dumbledore blinked and smiled, "Although you say so, not every student can remain calm in a crisis, especially a first-year wizard."

We established Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the hope of training more wizards like this.

For this, I award Ravenclaw fifty points.

Dumbledore said, "Let's go. Our Potions Professor needs to rest too, or Madam Pomfrey will kick us out soon."

As the two walked along the road, Dumbledore kept greeting the young wizards.

William told Dumbledore about his idea of ​​designing a map of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore thought for a moment and said, "A very good idea."

In fact, when I first entered Hogwarts, I got lost several times and almost went into the girls' restroom, causing an irreparable mistake.

"But I must remind you, William," Dumbledore said, "Hogwarts has many secrets, so many that even I cannot know them all."

Many secrets need to be explored by the young wizards themselves, and should not be widely known, such as some secret passages that lead directly outside the school.

"Let the secret remain a secret. If too many people know, it will cause many irreparable consequences."

William nodded thoughtfully.

"I remember there was a diagram of Hogwarts Castle in the school library; I hope it will be helpful to you."

"Oh, right." At the crossroads, Dumbledore seemed to remember something, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

"When you send a greeting card to your friend Miss Ekmor, don't forget our Potions Professor."

He, too, needs care.

William was dumbfounded.

He always felt that Dumbledore was... kind of gay.

————I am Dumbledore's separator————

(Dumbledore: The votes are the greatest encouragement for Professor Snape. Thank you, wizards!)

(Second update, please recommend!)

(End of this chapter)