Chapter 212 Good Medicine

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The effect of the compound decoction was about to arrive. Pomona found that the effect of the recent batch of potions had become much shorter than usual. She was just about to take a sip when a hand stretched out from the darkness grabbed her Then she was dragged into the broom closet.

To refresh the castle, Mrs. Skoll's All-Purpose Miracle Cleaner was piled all over the broomroom, which made armor stop rattling when it moved and portraits stop dulling. When the dark wizard who pulled her into the darkness locked the door and listened with an earbud, she was no longer the fat and short Professor Sprout covered in mud.

She is Knox, goddess of the night, with gray hair that seems to glow in the dark.

"It takes time to get dressed." He pointed to his densely packed buttons and said, "Take off your clothes."

She hadn't said no, she had agreed, she had told the Hufflepuff girls not to be alone with boys where Filch wouldn't be, and she had committed a foul herself.

Filch worked at Hogwarts in 1973. In his opinion, the education method of that era was the most perfect. Now this kind of education has no benefit except to make students get into more trouble, so Filch will never Is angry.

He likes to physically punish students, and likes to monitor students. His favorite thing is to catch disobedient students, but they are teachers, and he would cringe just by scolding him, not to mention that he is the one who is alone with her now. An object of allegiance, she can do whatever she wants, even if it's wrong.

What comes through the crack of the door is warm sunlight, not silvery moonlight. Here is Hogwarts, the safest place in the world, but in fact it is far less safe than it looks, and this year because of the Triwizard Hegemony Sai came in a lot of people of unknown origin, her heart was beating with danger, and her mind was in a trance because of the smell of sage on his body.

"Why are you crying?" he whispered, "Because I hurt you?"

She couldn't describe her current mood in words.

"I feel empty." She pressed his hand to her chest "like a hole in my heart."

"Do you want me to make it up for you?" He leaned forward, sucking the skin on her body, making a loud voice on purpose, "You smell like chestnuts today, senpai."

"Do you want to eat it?" She hugged her head in her arms, feeling as if she was floating, and her whole body was light.

"Why didn't you answer my question?" he asked a little annoyed.

"Please hold me." She begged, she was lonely, even if she knew that he had another person in his heart, one day he would get tired and leave, just like Salazar Slytherin.

He froze for a moment, and then he attacked her like a dragon, recklessly burning himself to heat her heart.

She kept falling, but the feeling of doing whatever she wanted was better than she imagined, if it wasn't because he was a master of potions, she would even want to add a love potion to his pumpkin juice.

At this moment, in this dark and deserted broom room, it seems that there are only the two of them in the world, and all the troubles have nothing to do with them. The screams of children come in through the window, but this scream The cry was a scream of joy, not because of fear, she felt a kind of joy, the suffering of their generation was worth it.

She never thought that one day she would become like this with Snotluck. In her memory, he was still the Slytherin who was always bullied by James Potter and needed Lily's protection. He has worked hard to learn how to fight, but he is a person after all, and James always bullies the few by relying on the number of people, Pringle is worse than Filch, he punishes the students just to enjoy the feeling of power . Filch probably heard about the scene of Severus being bullied in public in the fifth grade, even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, but he chose to keep it a secret to protect Severus' dignity.

It's not honorable to take off a man's trousers in public, especially in front of a girl who knows him well, and the person who humiliates or is humiliated is discredited, James Potter, you're kidding It went too far.

"You're a man now, Severus." She leaned against the wall, panting heavily, the rough stone rubbing against her back, but she felt that the person holding her needed more comfort "You are very strong and smart, Not everyone can do the job of a double agent."

He was trembling all over, as if he realized that he was in the same state as when he was surrounded by people back then, except that he was upside down.

Embarrassment, shame, pasts that we don't want to talk about, especially when it comes to sex, Tom Riddle is ashamed of having a mother who sent him to his door, and when she stopped using drugs, his Muggle father didn't miss it Had to get rid of her, hence the weird name Voldemort.

"Can I see your body?" She looked down, at least his legs were not as thin as before.

He unbuttoned the buttons one by one by himself.

His skin is still pale, but the lines of his muscles are beautiful, majestic and powerful, reminding her of ancient Greek and Roman marble sculptures, but they are all exhibited in museums and can only be viewed from a distance, but now he stands alive In front of her, the chest would rise and fall with the breath.

He also had scars, but they were not as conspicuous as Moody's. These scars were not a sign of honor, and most of them were left when he was a Death Eater.

Then she took off her coat and the shirt inside, and saw his arm. There was a hideous mark on the left arm, which was left by the snowman. She lowered her head and kissed the scar, which was left when he protected her. down.

The snowman is not like a giant monster, it has wisdom, when they were about to escape from the sky, it was so angry that it threw a boulder at random, which happened to be where she was, and he threw her to the ground at the critical moment, who told her His footsteps were not light at all, just like a rooted plant.

It was a little cold in the snow, they didn't care so much, they just got up and fled in embarrassment. At that time, the blizzard had stopped and the sight became clear again. Severus took her directly to the other side of the valley and waited until In a safe place she found him bleeding.

Her healing spell was lame, but fortunately he brought white moss, and his wound healed quickly after the green smoke passed.

The joy of the survivors after the catastrophe was indescribable. They gasped heavily and laughed endlessly. She took a sip of the wine he brought, and the scalding heat from the tip of her tongue reminded her of Polyjuice Potion. He probably hasn't recognized her yet, in his eyes she is still a pudgy Pomona Sprout.

"Did you know, Pomona, that Horklap sap is now used in healing potions as well, and the book Newt Scamander wrote about it wasn't accurate, maybe because he didn't know magic. Medicine." Severus stood leaning against the stone, and said a little slipperily, "I know you need a lot of herbicides, I can help you, as long as you provide enough materials."

"We will have a pleasant cooperation in the future." She smiled and held out her hand to him, "Professor Snape."

He also extended his hand and shook it back, looking polite.

Hufflepuff's boys lounge is a snow mountain, where Pomona grows hoglap, which is actually an animal that looks like a mushroom, and it needs to be squeezed to extract its juice. That process is not at all for girls Nice, so she left it to the Hufflepuff boys.

She worked with Slughorn and learned his manipulative skills. It turns out that boys like to please people because they are eager to get approval from others. This is due to their self-esteem, especially lonely boys. Compliment them for extra vigor.

Pomona would not be like Hermione, teaching Ron what to do was the right thing to do, and few men could stand her domineering attitude.

Looking at Astonia and Draco who were playing goblin removal in the garden, she let out a long sigh. She had forgotten that the pharmacy in Diagon Alley now had Hoglap juice for sale, which was imported from Northern Europe. The warm climate in the south is not suitable for it to survive. While the two of them are having fun, Pomona plans to send a house elf to buy it back, and buy some flower seeds by the way. The greenhouse lacks color, but she hopes that Christmas The shops in Diagon Alley were still open after the riots, otherwise she would have to find another way.