[HP] Mrs. Snape

Two days later, Arya held the newly dressed Andrew in her arms, and met Mr. Snape who was already waiting there at the door of the teahouse.

Seeing Snape raising his eyebrows and looking at Andrew's clothes, Arya smiled and said, "I see you are all wearing robes, I thought maybe this is your, um, wizard's habit."

Andrew was wearing a small black cloak trimmed with rabbit fur, and Arya was wearing the same robe, but the curves were more obvious. Fortunately, it was winter, so it was not strange to wear this.

"Smart choice." Snape's face softened a little, he shook his head, stretched his long legs, and said concisely, "Follow up!"

What a quiet person, Arya thought to herself, holding Andrew's hand and trotting to keep up with him.

"Is it far? I drove here, we can drive there." The child couldn't keep up, Arya picked her up, and trotted behind Snape and panted.

"Good idea. We're going straight to St. Mungo's, which is full of wizards, in a Muggle car. I can't think of such a brilliant idea!" Snape stopped and said with a sneer on his face.

Well, Arya realized that she might have come up with a stupid idea, and once again felt that this Snape must not be popular!Look at the tone of his speech, huh!

Arya, who kept complaining in her heart, quickened her pace and followed Snape closely, and slowly realized that this person seems to have slowed down a bit?Well, it's not useless, Arya decided to take back the complaints just now.

Squeezing through a shop that was overcrowded because of Christmas, the three of them came to an empty department store that looked bankrupt, and then Snape took out the stick, shook his head at a glass window, and said, "Here we are, go in."

"What? What?" Arya stared dumbfounded at the window, the glass was covered with dust, and there was a dummy in a cheap nylon dress inside, "Go in? Here? There's no door!"

Snape rolled his eyes impatiently, and said to the dummy in the glass, "Little wizard's physical examination."

Then, Arya seemed to see the dummy move!It seems to be beckoning.

She clasped Andrew tightly in her arms, and couldn't help but take two steps back, really, really moved!God!

"Come in!" Snape growled.

"But, but..."

Before Arya could speak, she felt her arm was being grabbed tightly, and she was about to hit the glass with drag and drop!

"No, what are you doing, stop! Wait, ah, hit...uh" Arya's horrified cry stopped, they didn't hit the glass, it seemed to go through?

But, but, Arya looked behind her, a wall? !No, it is obviously a piece of glass, but why is it a wall!

"Mom, mom!" Andrew yelled in Arya's arms, his voice full of excitement.

"Hey, Mom's here. Uh..." Arya lost her voice again.

People come and go, people are everywhere, crowded together, coming and going in a hurry, some people are sitting on long rows of chairs, groaning in pain, like a waiting room in a hospital, yes, it feels like this Hospitals, except here almost everyone wears gowns.

"Ah, woo," Arya wanted to scream, but quickly covered her mouth. She was alone with half of her head in the shape of a sheep, and that half of her head even had hair growing on it.

"Mom," Andrew whispered as he lay on his mother's shoulder, as if he was also frightened.

"Don't look, baby." A person who came over, well, if he can be called a human, he actually has six hands!Arya held back the nausea and panic in her heart, and quickly covered Andrew's eyes.

"This way!" Snape seemed to be very disapproving of Arya's fuss, and walked forward with wind on his feet.

Arya hurriedly followed with the child in her arms.

Snape motioned for Arya to be at the back of a line, and walked away quickly.

"Huh?" Arya looked at the direction where Snape disappeared, a little at a loss, and left them here like this?But, what is this for?

I quickly stretched out my head to look at the front of the line, and a woman impatiently called "Next!" and then quickly said something to the people in line. Is this a registration?

After listening to two or three, it seems that it is a registration, but no money is charged. Some people ask themselves which ward they want to visit the patient, and some people want to know which department they are going to go to. The person standing in front of them He kept shaking his head, as if he was very uncomfortable. When he turned around, Andrew gave a "wow" in fright, and hid in his mother's arms. Alia was also frightened, and the man's face was covered with There were pustules, big and small, even on the lips and eyelids, and the pustules were crowded together like the back of a toad.

Seeing that Andrew was frightened, the man turned around and said "hehe" to Andrew and Alia with a smile: "I just wanted to get rid of that mole, you know it's always unlucky to grow on the tip of the nose, it seems like Babo There are too many tubers, hehe."

Arya forced a smile, unable to bear to look at what looked like, well, a face.

Andrew was quite courageous, he had already got up from his mother's arms, staring at the man's face intently, he even made faces at Andrew!

"Oh my God, there's another one! Third floor!" the woman said to the person in front of Arya.

It was Arya's turn, "You, hello, check the child." Arya was a little nervous.

"Huh? Ordinary physical examination still has magic damage." Maybe seeing the child, the woman's tone improved a lot.

Arya thought about what Snape and those two had said, "Magic Riot, it's too early for the child's magic riot."

"Oh," the woman sitting in front of the counter sighed, and the pitiful expression on her face made Arya's heart tighten, "Let me see, on the fifth floor, Dr. Derwent is here today, he is in this area expert."

"Okay, okay, thank you." Arya hurriedly hugged the child and followed behind the pus-faced man, and climbed up the rickety stairs that seemed to be a dangerous building, the fifth floor, here we are, Dr. Derwent , Doctor Derwent, oh, the office at the corner of the corridor.

"Hello, is this Dr. Derwent?" Arya asked after knocking on the door twice.

"Yes, please come in." It was a middle-aged man with a round face, with a kind smile on his face, and the name tag on his chest read "Dewente". "Is it you? Or this child?"

Arya hurriedly sat down in front of the doctor with the child in her arms, and said, "Oh, it's my child, he's had a magic riot."

"Huh?" The doctor frowned, "So early?" It was the same words again.

Dr. Derwent motioned for Arya to put the child on the small bed next to him, then held up the wooden stick and waved it on Andrew's body. After a while, he stopped and asked, "What symptoms did the child have before? It's magic power. Did you take medicine before and after the riot?"

"Oh, yes, I ate it. Three days ago, Andrew, oh, my son, had a fever. A few months before the riot, he had some low-grade fever on and off. It lasted for a week or so, and then he recovered, and then after he got angry that day There was an explosion, a fever at night, it was like, like blood boiled in the body, the child was unconscious..."

Arya tried to tell the doctor all she could know.

"Well, fortunately, fortunately, an accident almost happened." Dr. Vincent said happily.

"What, what?" Alicia exclaimed.

"Well, you fed the magic power stabilizer to the child in a timely manner, and the effect of the medicine is also very good, and the magic power in the child's body was also evacuated in time. Otherwise, his magic power disorder is likely to occur in this situation, and the squibs are all mild, serious Dot, the child will even explode by itself!"

Arya hugged Andrew tightly, feeling lingering fear in her heart. If, if she hadn't gone to find Snape that day, if Snape hadn't helped her, what would have happened to Andrew?Arya couldn't even think about it.

"The magic power stabilizer is once a week, and then periodically guide the magic power in the child's body. I will see the doctor in San Mungo every Friday. Of course, you can also do it yourself at home, but it is best for a wizard with stable magic power to do it. , you must not make a mistake, or you will ruin the child..."

With a big basket full of instructions in his ears, he held Dr. Vincent's medicine list and staggered down the crooked stairs with the child in his arms. On the last step, Arya was caught by a The person who kept jumping bumped into her, couldn't hold the baby steady, and almost fell down, if it wasn't for a hand reaching out to support her in time.

"Thank you, thank you, oh, Mr. Snape." Arya looked at him embarrassingly, and smiled.

Snape didn't speak, but looked at the parchment in Andrew's hand.Andrew is very interested in this kind of paper and keeps holding it in his hand.

"Oh, it's the medicine list," Aliya quickly explained, "it's the medicine list prescribed by Dr. Vincent."

"Well," he seemed satisfied with the name Vincent, "magic stabilizer?" Snape said, looking at the writing on the paper.

"Yes, the doctor said once a week, once a week to do magic power dredging. Me, I'm going to get the medicine." Alia was about to ask where to get the medicine, when a young voice shouted: "Let me, let me Let! Let go! Ah," and then there was a cry of exclamation, and Alia quickly turned to look, only to see that two steps behind her, a dozen thin-necked crystal bottles with long thumbs were floating in the air. A freckled young boy in a hospital uniform stares behind him dumbfounded.

Arya turned her head to see that Snape was putting away his stick, with an unbearable impatience on his face, and said, "Hmph, Hufflepuff!"

Arya swore she saw the boy shaking when Snape spoke!

"S-S-Professor Snape," said the terrified boy tremblingly.

"Professor Snape! It's not Professor Snape, Professor Snape! Mr. Barber!" Snape showed a smile on his face. Arya might as well not smile. Sure enough, the young Barber Mr Beau trembled even more.

"Seeing Mr. Gbagbo, I can't help but wonder what St. Mungo's employment criteria are. Is it the number of times the cauldron has been blown?" Snape still maintained that smile that made Arya look a little embarrassed, and said slowly Said.

The poor boy, who can't even stand on his legs now, murmured, "I, I, Professor Sprout pushed, pushed, recommended, Professor, I don't boil potions, I just classify and classify medicinal materials. "

"Oh?" Snape said calmly with his hands behind his back: "Then Mr. Gbagbo, who must have successfully graduated from Hogwarts, still remembers such difficult and difficult spells as the Levitating Curse!" crystal bottle.

"Oh oh oh, remember, remember Professor. Wingardio Leviosa, goodbye Professor Snape!" Mr. Barber ran away like a hare being chased by hounds, and the crystal bottle floating in the air jingled behind him.

He turned out to be a professor? !Arya was a little surprised. That Mr. Gbagbo might be his student. It seems that he just graduated, and he must have been taught a lot by Professor Snape in school. Seeing him is like a mouse meeting a cat. .

"Pfft," looking at Snape who had returned to his indifferent face, and thinking about the situation just now, Arya couldn't help laughing, and also laughed out loud.Suppressing a laugh, he said as if gasping, "I, I'm going to get the medicine, um."

Snape looked inexplicably at the woman whose shoulders were shaking with laughter.And the little boy named Andrew lay on his mother's back and waved at him. Involuntarily, he also raised his hand and waved.

After learning that Snape was a professor, Arya felt a lot more relaxed, because of Lin's relationship, she always had full respect for the profession of professor.Respect the teacher, this is what Lin often talked about when she was a child. At that time, she was naughty and often secretly played some small pranks on the teachers she didn't like. At this time, Lin would talk to herself over and over again. Nah, it's been a long time, it's hard for Arya not to remember.

Therefore, after leaving the hospital, Arya further asked Snape to help her buy some books about the wizarding world. Since Andrew's physical condition needs to be in constant contact with the wizarding world, she must learn about this strange world as quickly as possible. Everything in the world!

And Snape, after hearing Arya's request, although his face was still dark and he looked very reluctant, he did not refuse after all. When he finally left, he glanced at Andrew—he was already sleeping on his mother's shoulder. When he was finished, he nodded friendly to Arya, at least Arya thought so.

A few days later, Snape delivered the books Arya needed, delivered in a, um, special post.