Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 106 Cause and effect cycle, retribution is unhappy

"It's really my brother, I don't know how to feel sorry for my brother at all, I hope Snape will use Veritaserum on you two."

Ron stared at the backs of the two huskies running away and muttered silently.

"Is it really possible?" Harry said with some uncertainty, "I mean Veritaserum."

"That's seriously illegal, Harry!" Hermione folded her arms and said seriously, "I don't think Professor Snape will."

"That's right, unless Snape voluntarily threw himself into the arms of Azkaban in order to get the two of them expelled, then the two of them will be fine, besides, Snape probably suspects me the most, not Fred and George."

Ron was not at all panicked about whether he would be discovered. Snape would not compete with Malfoy for the toilet for no reason, and the two of them would not accidentally drop a super big dung egg into the toilet.

Just like when the uncle kicked Dumbledore's ass in front of Ron back then, the uncle can always arrange things properly, and Snape, who turned into Superman, can swallow it silently this time if he has any losses. Anyone who is not good has to provoke the uncle.

My uncle will always be a god!

Ron, who laughed inwardly, still had a serious expression on the outside.

"Okay, okay, don't worry about this matter, wait for the time to pass, it's nothing, tomorrow is the exam, Snape doesn't have time to investigate, especially from the high-speed jet spiral ascending from the PY, I feel That part will be a bit worn, maybe I will have a 'patient' soon, you two hurry up, if you bump into it, it won't be suitable, save him some face."

The two of them thought about it seriously, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. Hermione was fine, and Snape absolutely didn't want Harry to see him in such an embarrassing way.

Less than 5 minutes after the two hurriedly left, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside the school infirmary. Professor Sprout, who had no dislike for fertilizers, and Mrs. Pomfrey, who had seen many big scenes, were escorting a stretcher. After entering the school infirmary, the hospital bed next to Ron was activated at this moment.

Snape didn't seem to have any serious problems other than his pale face, and he didn't even have any special smell on his body. The only thing that looked a little strange was that there was a cylindrical cushion on his waist to let his buttocks fly , so as not to touch things.

"Professor Snape, what's wrong?"

A look of well-placed surprise appeared on Ron's face.

"Someone attacked the professor?"

"No, it's just the toilet that blew up. Professor Snape had the misfortune of having a broken toilet."

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"Oh my God! Merlin! This is really unfortunate."

Ron spoke in a serious aria, and the exaggerated voice slightly changed Snape's originally numb expression.

"Madame Pomfrey! Quick!"

"what?"

"Didn't Professor Snape specially brew a pot of super potion for me before? It has a very good performance in detoxification and healing. I can be so alive and kicking now, it is all thanks to Professor Snape! "

"Don't give him a bucket? I think the professor was seriously injured and the toilet exploded. How dirty it must be. If Hogwarts is infected, we can't lose such a good teacher."

"It makes sense, child. I also feel that ordinary healing potions are indeed not enough. This accident is indeed quite rare."

Madam Pomfrey frowned. Last semester, she met Cormac McLaggen who fell from the sky and swam in the septic tank and ate his stomach. That unlucky child had been lying in the school hospital for half a month and was in bed all day long. Vomiting and diarrhea, Snape's injury was worse than his this time.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, Madam Pomfrey left the bed, and after turning back from the side compartment, she was holding an extra-large glass in her hand, which was exactly what Ron drank before. It's just that the weight is almost doubled.

This indescribable smell even made Professor Sprout, who was used to the smell of manure, move back.

"Bobby, I'll go now." Professor Sprout wrinkled her nose and retreated to the door. She likes to use dragon dung as fertilizer, and she's used to the smell of dung, but this is the first time she's seen cooking dung. When someone does it, it is really unacceptable.

"wait wait wait"

When this familiar smell came, Snape's originally pale and numb face finally showed a movement visible to the naked eye. His eyes were fixed on Madam Pomfrey's direction, and he saw the extremely familiar potion.

It was made by himself!
Although the effect is definitely not discounted at all, but how much is added in it does not affect the efficacy of the medicine, but it is a small thing full of wonderful magic power. The amount is not even counted by himself.

"No no. No!"

"I'm fine!"

"Aw~~" Snape, who was trying to retreat, accidentally touched the wound on his rear hip, shivering in pain.

"Professor Snape!"

Madam Pomfrey said sternly: "Why are you not as good as a child? Ron drank it up as soon as he raised his head, without even frowning. You are an adult!"

"I think you need this."

"Drink."

Madam Pomfrey put the potion on Snape's lips. She has always treated everyone equally. As an excellent therapist, she has no biased attitude towards patients. The banner of justice is flying in her heart. The light of righteousness.

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Snape's already pale face lost some of its color even more, and there was a deep sense of despair and regret on his gray cheeks.

He wanted to turn his head to look at Ron, after all, the muffled smile that appeared beside him like a tractor was a bit hard to ignore
but.
"Googling~~~"

Madam Pomfrey pinched his nose and poured all the potion into it.
"Remember when we met at Hogwarts, Professor Snape."

"'Cause and effect cycle, retribution is not good, Professor Snape, you are so knowledgeable, I think you should be very clear, the person who caused the trouble will eventually stumble in the trouble he caused himself, and fall to the ground' I That's what I should have told you in the first place, right?"

"I sincerely hope that you won't cook shit in the future. You are a potion master." Ron pinched his nose and moved closer: "It's not the legendary shit cooker. The potion you brewed yourself should taste good, right?"

Snape, whose mouth was numb from the extremely disgusting smell, couldn't even speak. This was some kind of herb he added to prevent Ron from vomiting, but the strong Ron could still vomit. For once, he himself was completely helpless.

"By the way ma'am." Ron said to Madam Pomfrey who was picking out other potions, "Can I go back tonight?"

"Of course dear, there shouldn't be any major problems with your body. It's a good habit to like to exercise. The Cruciatus Curse didn't cause too much damage to your body. You can go back after drinking another potion in the afternoon. Tomorrow It's exam time, so have a good night's rest."

"Okay, I'm going to treat Professor Snape's wound now. The sewers in Hogwarts should be repaired and repaired. Fortunately, it's a professor this time. If it's a student, it will be even worse."

The isolation curtain completely covered Snape's hospital bed, and the unacceptable and wonderful smell seemed to be blocked as a result.

"It's another sunny day, and the weather is really nice today."

With his back against the sunlight pouring in from the window, Ron lazily flipped through the pages of the book, stuffed a cookie into his mouth, and waited leisurely for the time to pass.

(End of this chapter)