HP: For a better world

"Jenny!" Hermione's eyes lit up and she called out to Jenny, who was pursing her lips and handing a refreshing potion to a boy who had a cold.

She told him as clearly and explicitly as possible that this was a refreshing potion, and then watched the boy take the potion, as if he was inspired by something in an instant, and drink it up in one gulp like a cow.

Steam came out of his ears with a humming sound, and his red cheeks came out along with the steam.

It was hard to tell whether it was the effect of the potion or a problem.

And as Jenny stared intently, the boy's face tended to get even redder.

Jenny frowned, suspecting that something was wrong with the potion, and her eyes moved from the boy's red cheeks to the bottle in his hand.

“…If you don’t feel any other abnormalities, please return the bottle to me and you can leave,” Jenny said.

Her task was to give some simple potions to people with corresponding symptoms, and then watch them collect the bottles one by one.

The boy returned the empty bottle reluctantly.

Jenny simply took the bottle from him and put it back on the tray filled with empty bottles next to him.

It was at this moment that Jenny noticed Hermione's voice.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her warm brown eyes raised from the empty bottles on the tray and moved her gaze to Hermione outside the door of the medical wing. Her expression showed surprise and then formed a faint smile full of joy.

"I'm here, Hermione." She held the tray of empty bottles in one hand, raised her free hand, and turned to smile at Hermione.

She put the tray down and walked lightly past the still dizzy boy.

Hermione walked into the hospital wing and took out an S. P. E. W. badge, showed it to Jenny, then threw it into her hand and said, "Help me spread the word, and this badge will be yours."

Jenny flipped the badge over and looked at it, then raised her head: "What is this?"

Hermione said proudly, "S. P. E. W. Society for the Promotion of House-Elves' Rights! You can be my publicity director, and you just need to help me hand out flyers later. This badge is only two Sickles!"

"Two Sickles?" Jenny was surprised.

Their voices were loud enough to reach the inner room of the medical wing separated by a curtain.

Pomfrey: "Girls, the Hospital Wing is not a place for chatting!"

Madam Pomfrey poked her head out from behind the curtain. "Jenny - have you washed the bottles? Come on - I need to prepare the next pot."

"Okay, right away, ma'am!" Jenny immediately turned around and responded.

She said to Hermione, "I still have to wash the bottles, do you want to help me?"

"Okay, how can I help you?" Hermione asked curiously following behind her.

Jenny led Hermione back to get the tray, while she drew the curtains around the bed, which had a small gap in them.

It was just a week after school started and there were not many people in the medical wing, except for a few students who fell off their brooms and suddenly felt dizzy, vomited, and had nosebleeds during class and were forced by the professor to be carried all the way here.

They are completely fine now, but they still have to endure a full day here, with the curtains drawn and regular checks.

Jenny picked up the plate and Hermione followed as they passed the boy standing stupidly in the middle of the road.

Jenny was blocked by him and was a little angry. "Sir, please don't stand in the middle of the road and wait foolishly after you recover from your cold. Steam coming out of your ears doesn't mean you are a steam train that needs to wait for the green light."

She angrily drove the man out and walked back again.

There was still an expression of anger and annoyance on his face.

When she was angry and used her wand to chase people away, she looked a bit like Madam Pomfrey.

Hermione looked at her in amazement, then returned the tray to her when she came over to her and teased Jenny, "You've done quite well in the Hospital Wing! You're a bit like Madam Pomfrey's majesty."

Jenny complained with a headache: "I don't know what they are doing standing there like idiots. How can I work if they are blocking my way? No wonder Madam Pomfrey gets angry so easily... I have only been helping for a few days? Now I feel like a firecracker that will explode at any time, and Madam Pomfrey said that this is not the busiest time... Merlin"

Jenny took Hermione to the washroom behind the medicine table in the hospital wing. There was a private bathroom and a small kitchen next to it, which was a place dedicated to providing light meals for students who needed to stay overnight in the hospital wing. Some potions needed to be mixed with food, so there were no house elves here.

"Hmm... what am I supposed to do, just clean it up?" Hermione asked, watching Jenny empty the bottles into the sink.

"Yes, just clean them up. You take half and I take half." Jenny waved her wand, directing the bottles that had contained potions to produce pink, light foam from the air. "After washing, take these bottles inside and give them to Madam Pomfrey."

They each washed half of the water, with a clear division of labor and magic, and soon they finished washing all the bottles. Jenny directed the last stream of water to rinse all the bottles one by one.

“What do you need so many bottles for?”

Hermione leaned on the table next to her and watched Jenny skillfully blow the cleaned bottles dry and put them back on the tray.

"You look quite different from usual." Hermione couldn't help but say, "You look quite similar to when you were in the club. What made you want to help out in the hospital wing? You haven't put on your robes yet - you look so beautiful now that you've changed."

"You're not allowed to dress like that in the hospital wing. Nurses can't wear clothes that are too loose. My clothes will not only block my vision but also break some potions. There are many fragile items here."

"You can't undo a spilled potion," Jenny said as she counted the bottles.

"boom!"

Jenny was startled and the wand she was counting with shook in shock. She accidentally poked forward and almost hit the glass bottle, causing it to explode.

The boy who was in a daze just now suddenly rushed back like a gust of wind, broke open the door behind the medicine counter in the medical wing, and shouted excitedly to Jenny. Even Hermione was frightened by the sudden shout.

"Please date me!"

The boy shouted excitedly, staring at Jenny who was stunned for a moment, and completely ignored Hermione who was standing next to him.

"What?" Jenny asked blankly.

When the boy saw her response, his eyes lit up, and he excitedly rushed forward and grabbed Jenny's hand that was still holding the wand, and shouted again without hesitation.

"Please go out with me, beautiful lady." After Jenny shook off his hand, he patted his chest and began to talk about how rich his family was, how honorable his parents were, and how he was still young and would definitely grow up to be a handsome man. He barked like a dog afraid of having its bone taken away.

The more Jenny listened, the angrier she got. She originally thought something had happened again, but after she recovered, she listened carefully. At the end, he boasted, "…If you like handsome guys like White, I have blue eyes like him, and I'm even more handsome than him. If you like me, I can even imitate his smile. Please believe that my acting skills will be very good…"

Jenny couldn't help it any longer, she rolled up her sleeves to wipe away her scattered hair, waved her wand and set the guy's robe on fire while he screamed and barked like a dog in confusion.

Jenny threw him out of the kitchen angrily, setting fire to the clothes on his buttocks and yelling, "If you rush into the hospital wing and yell again, I will burn your pants and hang you on the top of the Gryffindor tower, and ask them to spread the news that you escaped from the hospital wing with your naked buttocks!"

The boy ran out screaming and slapping the fire off his buttocks - Hermione followed him out and secretly tripped him from behind. Jenny stood at the door of the hospital wing, her whole body in an angry and high-spirited fighting posture, and she heard the burning guy trip and fall on the stairs and tumble down the stairs.

She was still angry and laughing at the same time - laughing at the man's miserable condition.

"Wow," Hermione teased, leaning against the kitchen door. "Gene mutation? 'Shy Jenny'."

Jenny put down her sleeves again and walked back tired and amused. "What?" She probably realized what he meant. He was saying that she had changed a lot. "It's like this. Being a healer's assistant requires you to be very imposing. You have to be able to control those strange patients - Merlin. I've only been here to help for a week. It's really hard to imagine what will happen when it's the busy time that Madam Pomfrey mentioned. Now there are many problems just after the start of the school year."

Jenny picked up the glass bottles with the confirmed quantity and walked into the medical wing.

Even the loud noise just now failed to divert Madam Pomfrey's attention. She must have been brewing the potion and would soon need to use the glass bottle.

"Where were we just saying? Oh, right - why do we need so many bottles -" Jenny said as she lifted the curtain separating the inside and outside, "Because October is coming soon, when the flu is most prevalent. People will start coming to the hospital wing to get potions starting in October... plus the shelf life of stimulants and herbs..."

The curtain was drawn aside and Hermione followed Jenny in carefully, hoping not to disturb Madam Pomfrey.

Jenny called out "Madam Pomfrey" to remind her that she had brought the bottles in, and then gently placed the tray on the potion shelf aside.

Hermione looked around at the familiar beds inside, one of which she had seen last year.

Jenny took out all the potions that Madam Pomfrey had prepared before continuing, "So every one or two years, Madam Pomfrey has to brew a new batch of stimulants as a backup to use up the stored herbs. Some of the potions are the works of students who have been tested and found to be qualified in the Potions class. After all, the school's funds are limited, so materials cannot be wasted and bottles need to be reused. Professor Snape often comes to help." Jenny said.

"Some advanced and esoteric potions still require Professor Snape's help. A healer knows the effects of most potions and figures out how to use healing spells to heal a person faster, rather than learning to brew potions that even a potion master may not be able to successfully make."

Jenny looked at the labels on the potions and put them all on the medicine table, while Hermione was there to help check if they were in the wrong place.

"Only a small portion of the herbs here are provided by the greenhouse," Jenny said, "most of them are purchased from the herb garden outside."

Hermione listened with great interest, and then added thoughtfully, "This is never mentioned in "Hogwarts: A History of the School," she recalled, "It only talks about the glorious history of Hogwarts and its ability to drive away Muggles and ensure the safety of young wizards. It is the strongest fortress for wizards and preserves the fire of wizards. But it never mentions how much food a castle needs every day and where these things come from!" She became increasingly excited as she spoke, "I used to think that the food in the school was conjured out of thin air! How stupid I was at that time. I learned Gamp's basic laws of transfiguration and knew that magic cannot conjure food out of thin air, but I still thought so - until I knew that there were more than a hundred enslaved house-elves in the school! I finally figured out what our food and clean clothes were all about!"

"It should be called A Hidden History, or The Glory of Hogwarts! That's all people know about it from," Hermione fumed.

"…So these potions need to be replaced every few years. Hogwarts can block Muggles, but it cannot stop a wizard who can find Hogwarts. Although Hogwarts is unmapped, Hogsmeade is an important import and export site for Hogwarts. If someone fences off Hogwarts, then maybe Hogwarts can be self-sufficient for a year? Or two years? If it is completely closed, it won't take long before Hogwarts collapses due to lack of external supplies."

Jenny changed the subject and said, "Growing time... planting scale, seeds... are all problems, not to mention that we will need a constant supply of food... Even with the magnification spell, how long can we stay here when resources are constantly being consumed? There is no fortress in the world that cannot be conquered for a long time."

She tapped the last potion bottle that had been put in and said cheerfully, "Done!"