The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

The light in the room has become even and bright, the corners of the fireplace that have not been used for many years have been cleaned up, and the long-lost fire is crackling warmly.

Lockhart, who was in a deep coma, had his hat tilted, and the wide brim covered his nose.

The white peacock feather on the hat shone under the light. It must have been sprayed with skin care agent and then carefully combed with a fine-tooth comb. The inside of the hat was sewn with a smooth, fine silk lining using meticulous stitching techniques. The material looks expensive.

Eugenie grabbed the hat and threw it under the desk. The perfect shape she had carefully adjusted was roughly crushed by her.

Then she pulled the cloak away from under the dead body, crumpled it into a rag and threw it on the ground. Then she picked up the scissors and looked at Lockhart's remaining clothes, and came up with an idea.

Just start clicking from the shoulders.

The three sleeves inside and outside were removed one after another.

Snape set up the cauldron on another table. The charcoal-black liquid became thicker at this time. It went through the steps of adding liquid weed, leech powder, and unicorn horn powder 12 times.

Slowly pour the salamander blood into the cauldron. Its addition gives the potion some elasticity. The jet black color fades away from matte amidst the gurgling bubbles and gradually becomes smooth and shiny.

Thick smoke billowed up, and the entire room was filled with choking brown smoke.

At this time, a slender wind whirlpool formed at the tip of the wand, and the smoke was quickly sucked away by the whirlpool. Gradually, the brown color produced in the crucible became thinner and thinner.

Until the reaction is complete, something like lightning flashes in the dark potion.

The flame was temporarily extinguished, and the liquid stopped boiling and lay quietly in the crucible for later use.

Snape saw Eugenie holding a cotton ball and pouring disinfectant, and repeatedly wiping Lockhart's entire arm - including the shoulders and small adjacent areas. The amount of disinfectant was like bathwater, dripping down the table and onto the floor. , the pungent smell filled the whole room.

"You already know the process," Snape came over, rolled up Lockhart's right trouser leg to above his knee, scraped the surface clean with a sharp razor, pulled out another bottle of disinfectant and poured it on it, "Black The Demon King's curse is flowing in his body. It is very concealed and its hiding methods are clever and cunning. This is the main reason why we need to practice with Lockhart."

"Professor, I just tried to find traces of dark magic, but he-"

"It's everywhere, right?"

Eugenie put down the potion bottle and frowned, "Yes, it's all over the body."

If this power is allowed to stay in the body for a full school year, spending the rest of his life in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries is a relatively good ending.

"It's normal. This is a curse for the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching staff. It does not belong to the type of curse with a clear purpose of harm, but it causes continuous damage to the fortune of the staff over a period of time. This damage is irreversible. It just keeps piling up.”

After the person in charge changes, the curse will leave the body and be transferred to the next unlucky person to continue to do mischief.

Eugenie looked down at the traces with ominous meanings. The curse was like a swarm of burrowing bugs, digging intricate passages in this body. "How should I look for it? It has been developing for nearly four months." Looking for a new addition to a complex trail is like looking for a needle in a haystack.”

"Stimulate it properly."

"Ah?" Eugenie raised her head in surprise, "Professor, you said you cannot contradict it."

"There is no other choice - I said it would be easier if the cursed person himself had very keen senses, but -" Snape glanced helplessly at Lockhart's face, which remained even when he was unconscious. Smiling silly face, "We can't count on him. We must carefully control the intensity of temptation and reduce the number of attempts as much as possible."

Eugenie picked up a slender knife and soaked the sharp blade to disinfect it.

"Start?" She took a deep breath while holding the knife.

"Well, don't be nervous. The incision needs to be deeper. He won't feel pain yet."

It doesn't hurt, but blood pours from each incision.

In order to make the limbs more realistic, the living human body samples contain skin, fat, some muscles and nerves.

Snape took the toothless tweezers, gently put the piece of meat that looked like pork belly into the crucible, and lit a pale flame.

Eugenie was busy using three or four potions to solve the square bloody hole she had just created.

After the piece of flesh and blood had grown back, she relieved herself of her nervousness and moved closer to the crucible.

The liquid has changed color, from shiny black to bright blood red. The color is lighter, but the smell it emits is exactly the same as fresh blood.

The blood red continued to become thicker, and blood-colored bubbles burst on the surface of the liquid.

Snape stared intently into the cauldron. Suddenly he removed the flames and spread his hands towards her, "Hagfish slime."

The jar with the lid opened was immediately handed to him, containing pre-measured mucus.

The slime is integrated into the potion without stirring. It turns a crucible of liquid into a glue that can't be pulled off in two seconds.

This blood-red colloid squirmed in the crucible, twisting itself into a dough shape, and then it protruded upward into a rounded cone shape. The cone shape continued to elongate, and it bent in the middle. The color of the colloid surface began to change to flesh color. It began to become stable and shapely, with five protrusions emerging from the end, and these protrusions continued to elongate. ..

Snape held a piece of enchanted tinfoil in his hand, grasping the bend and transferring it to Lockhart's bare leg.

Eugenie bent over and used a spatula to smooth out the junction area, so that the gel that had not yet been completely set could fit tightly with the calf.

A simulated arm weirdly grows on the calf.

For the simulation part, the arm was chosen because its shape was the most suitable—the long strip was suitable as a curse trap, and the small cross-sectional area was suitable for quickly cutting off the escape route of the curse.

The reason why it was placed on the leg contrary to common sense is because the shoulder is too close to the heart, and there was concern that it would cause serious damage if the curse was stimulated.

Snape examined the prosthetic arm carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he took out a delicate narrow-mouth bottle from his pocket.

"Fox's tears?" Eugenie saw that the liquid in the bottle shone as beautifully as pearls.

"Well, just in case." Snape grabbed Lockhart behind his cheeks and forced him to open his mouth.

Two drops of phoenix tears dripped from the slender mouth of the bottle and flowed down the throat into the esophagus. The inconspicuous scars left by the previous cutting completely disappeared, and even the skin at the joint of the prosthetic limb became tight and perfect, as if the arm was originally It should be on the legs.