The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

In addition, there is a clip from the last school year. She wrote a message on a special piece of paper made of grass and trees, turned it into a leaf, and controlled it from a distance in the corner to fly into the crack of the door of Quirrell's office. .

Eugenie broke away from her memory, grabbed her chin and poked the temple covered by the messy hair with her wand, pulled out a few pieces of silver memory and put them into a small glass bottle brought by the professor.

Margulies finally untied the rope around her mouth, and one of them ran into her mouth. She wanted to sneer, it sounded weird, and she seemed to be holding something in her mouth when she spoke, "What did you get?" ? Isn’t it just me who wants to kill you? Mud born from lowly people——"

Eugenie was thinking about the information she had just obtained when she heard her start to force Lai Lai, so she quickly raised her wand and cast a stun spell.

Snape raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have all memories been searched?"

Eugenie wrote four labels with a pen and stuck them on the bottle, "The search is over. This worthless guy is completely kept in the dark. The information he can provide is limited. Take a look at these memories. All the garbage in her mind." You don’t have to look through it again.”

They were all colored things. Looking through her memory was like being forced to be a gold connoisseur. She seriously violated the wishes of her eyes, but she had to check them carefully bit by bit.

Snape held the bottle and turned back to the room. The pensieve at home was temporarily moved here. The pensieve should be about the same age as the one in the principal's office. Maybe it looks older because of the higher frequency of use at home.

Eugenie waited next to the pensieve, and the professor emerged from it after a while.

"What do you think?" Snape asked.

"She's still useful."

"Yes, being used as a spy in Hogwarts is just one of its functions."

"Her proud bloodline is the reason why she was chosen to be an adopted daughter - otherwise anyone who is similar to me or a few years older can be adopted. But what specifically does Ms. Margulis want to use her for? What, she doesn’t know, maybe a sample of a successful combination of magical creatures and wizards? Professor Flitwick said that based on the description of the nuns at the orphanage, her mother’s Veela physical signs were not as obvious as hers.”

"Maybe, but it has no research significance for us." Snape waved his hand indifferently, then reached into his pocket on the table and took out a chocolate frog picture - Dumbledore was napping on the picture, and on the back of the picture The introductory text disappears with just a pinch.

"You used it to contact Professor Dumbledore?" It was the first time Eugenie saw the professor pick up this kind of gift in the chocolate box. It was obviously not the professor's voluntary choice to bring this kind of thing with him.

Snape said, "Well, the Patronus is safer, but it's not needed for daily use. Choose one for yourself too."

"Pictures - I have them - please wait." Eugenie scratched her hair and thought about the number of bags she had put the pictures into. This thing is not commonly used, but how is it possible for a collector who has enough storage space? Will it be thrown away?

She fumbled around her waist for a long time, then opened the drawer and searched around. , and finally randomly pulled out a picture of Cornelius Agrippa from a dusty bag, "That's it!"

"Okay, get one for Professor Flitwick too."

"Oh, okay." Eugenie took out Felix Summerby's picture again.

Three cards were placed on the table, thin silk threads entwined them together, and a few strands of silk threads floated into the air, and the far end gradually became invisible - that thread was the magical connection corresponding to the picture in Dumbledore's hand.

"Use a writing spell to write a message on the back."

Eugenie did as she was told, writing a polite greeting to Dumbledore.

Snape looked down and saw that there was no movement in the picture. "If there is no reply, rub the picture hard. If there is no response, you can try to inject magic into it. The spell has been set, just use it."

Eugenie obediently continued to do as she was told. The other two pictures on the table were held in the professor's hand when they first started to vibrate, and they soon became quiet.

The picture on Dumbledore's end was left unattended. It gradually became hot and jumped wildly in the drawer like crazy. The delicate silver ink bottle on the table was shaken by it and fell to the floor. The carpet was dyed with a random aesthetic. Ink painting style.

Dumbledore was reading a book leisurely on the recliner in the room, with a glass of Lemon Olaf with double sugar floating beside him, and a long colorful straw leading directly to his mouth.

There was so much noise outside the door that it would be unreasonable if you couldn't hear it. The desk almost ran out, and the silverware that was puffing out smoke was knocked over by the corner of the table. Fox stood on it and flapped his wings, trying to push the table down. live.

Dumbledore rushed over, waved his wand, and opened the drawer from a distance, and the pictures rushed into his hand like darts.

"Hey? What's wrong with Severus?" He pushed up his glasses to read the words on the back clearly. He also guessed that it was an emergency, but when he saw that message, it was not the tone that Snape was likely to use in his life. , "Oh, it seems okay. His students used the pictures as toys."

On the other end, Eugenie heard three pictures making sounds at the same time. The people in the pictures were all awake, rubbing their eyes and looking at each other, as if they all thought the other party was too noisy.

"Miss Eugenie, what a great idea to use pictures? Severus actually said he didn't like using them." Dumbledore's triple voice came from inside.

"Hey, Professor, can this still be used for direct communication?" Eugenie turned over the picture and opened her eyes wide to look for traces of spells other than the text synchronization spell.

Snape was about to tell her, but Dumbledore interrupted him. He activated the sound absorbing spell on all the cards at once, and had already heard the voice on this side, "You can use the spell, or more simply say haha ​​to the picture. Hello, remember to say it twice. Huh? Two new pictures have been added, one is of Eugenie, and whose is the other one?"

"I am planning to give another one to Professor Flitwick. In the past few days, I would like to ask you to carry the picture with you. If something happens, I may need your help."

"Has Miss Margulies' suspicion been confirmed?"

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore, don't worry, I definitely didn't use any dark magic on her. Next we want to see if her adopter will show up."

Eugenie no longer wanted to call the woman Margulis's mother. The word mother did not suit her.

"Oh, sure, let me know on the drawing if there is any progress. I think she can explain to me what happened to the biting creatures that were running around last year."

"Hmm, I'm also looking forward to good news, Professor Dumbledore." Eugenie looked at the professor pleadingly, not knowing how to hang up on such a call.

Snape ended the call without waiting for her to say goodbye.