Professor Snape shivered and pointed at Marietta. His mouth was filled with soaking, and he was so whimpering that he didn't know what he was talking about.

It looks really pitiful.

However, Marietta's injury was no better than Snape.

She was covered in scabies and started crying, and even a lot of scabies suddenly appeared on her nose.

The little wizards had no masters and didn't know what to do, but the only professor Snape was injured and could not speak.

William took out his wand, waved it, and whispered: "Clean it up!"

The potion poured on the ground was instantly swept away.

He looked at Snape and Marietta, and glanced at his cauldron.

He was sure his potion had been completed.

In other words, the efficacy is guaranteed.

Looking at the two men in such pain, William made up his mind and waved his wand: "Cold quickly!"

The potion that was originally bubbled gradually cooled down.

William used the most basic spells in grades one and two, but the effect was just right.

He picked up a test tube from the test bench, scooped up the potion, and splashed it on Professor Snape.

The scabies on Snape's neck subsided as if they had never appeared.

It works indeed!

Qiu came to his senses, picked up the test tube and started to splash it on Marietta.

All the little wizards rushed over and came to help.

This is too slow!

William waved his wand again, trying to use the floating spell to make the cauldron float and fall directly from the top of the two of them.

But before he finished his movements, a strong little wizard of Ravenclaw rushed over.

"Get out of the way, look at me!" Bell Lyme shouted in a thick voice.

The boy rolled up his sleeves, picked up the cauldron, stood on the chair, and poured the blue liquid directly on the two of them.

William didn't know if he was helping or taking the opportunity to retaliate against Snape, but the scabies were completely gone.

"Ah sneezing!" Professor Snape sneezes.

The temperature in the underground classroom was already low, so in order to set off the atmosphere, he deliberately removed some of the torches around him.

Snape regrets choosing Potion Class in this classroom for the first time!

"Okay, don't watch it anymore. I'll send them to Mrs. Pomfrey."

Although Professor Snape's scabies have healed, the scalps on his face have not healed yet.

Marietta also has to be sent for examination, so there will be no sequelae.

"Everyone turned off the fire, and no one was allowed to continue making potions until Professor Snape came back." William instructed.

He gave Qiu another look, asking her to keep an eye on everyone and not to continue causing teaching accidents.

Professor Snape couldn't speak now, so he could only give orders.

Fortunately, the students of Lavenclaw and Hufflepuff are not too naughty and there should be no big deal.

After walking out of the corridor, William saw Bobocha squatting by the glass window basking in the sun.

Mrs. Loris was squatting beside her!

Bobocha looked at William and Snape in confusion... It couldn't figure out why it became like this after only half a day in?

It shook its tail, but fortunately it didn't enter the classroom, which was too dangerous!

Along the way, Professor Snape was wrapped tightly in his wet black cloak, trembling all over.

The old bat can no longer fly.

William was somewhat emotional.

If Professor Snape hadn't blocked that position, he would probably be the one who was injured. Let's see what the people's teacher is! (Tactical backward)

Mrs. Pomfrey is a fat witch, and she looks a little stern.

"Oh, Merlin's beard, what happened?"

"Marietta knocked over the scabies potion, and I think she added the porcupine thorn without turning off the heat." William replied.

"I have applied her the scabies potion I made, and you can check it out for her."

"Why is Professor Snape? Why don't he take good care of the little wizard? He is not responsible at all!" Mrs. Pomfrey roared.

Before she could finish her words, she saw Snape hiding behind the door.

Snape stood in place awkwardly, with a large number of burned bubbles on his face scaring Mrs. Pomfrey.

She frowned and carefully identified who the ugly monster in front of her. After a while, she sighed and said, "Everyone will lie on the bed and will get better soon."

William nodded and helped Marietta walk in.

A few minutes later, Dumbledore arrived.

Mrs. Pomfrey stepped out and couldn't help but smack her lips and complained: "The potion class is too dangerous, and this class should be cancelled."

Dumbledore took a look at Marietta first, and she took the medicine and fell asleep quickly.

Snape was applying potions on his face and holding a black cup in his hand. The potions inside looked like mud at the bottom of the river.

Cold potion... This was what Snape had done for the school hospital himself.

But it was because of this that he couldn't drink it. He put something non-toxic but hard to swallow inside!

"Good afternoon, William and Professor Snape." Dumbledore said happily.

"Hello, Principal, classroom"

"I already know the whole thing, and I've sent Professor McGonagall to check the situation." Dumbledore blinked.

"Don't worry, it's just that our Potion Professor can't teach for the time being."

Professor Snape simmered the potion in one mouthful, and the potion burned in his mouth and then along his throat, causing him to cough and spit.

The taste is really like shit!

He suddenly looked at Dumbledore, pointed at Marietta and said whimperingly, "Shit...she...I want...deduct...five hundred points!"

Dumbledore frowned slightly, showing a confused look. He looked at William, hoping to give the translation.

William waved his hand quickly and said, "Professor Snape, thank me for my words, and I will talk about it when the injury is healed.

As for the matter of adding 150 to our college, don’t mention it even if you want to mention it!”

Snape: "…"

He foamed at William and pointed at him with his teeth and claws, looking very excited.

"My dear child." Dumbledore blinked and smiled, "Although you say that, not every student can do it, especially the first-grade wizard.

We run the Hogwarts Magic School in order to train more wizards.

For this, I will reward Ravenclaw College with fifty points.”

Dumbledore said: "Let's go, our Potion Professor needs rest, or Mrs. Pomfrey will drive us out in a while."

The two were walking on the road, and Dumbledore kept greeting the little wizards.

William told Dumbledore about his idea of ​​designing a Hogwarts map.

Dumbledore thought for a while and said, "Good idea.

In fact, when I first entered Hogwarts, I got lost several times and almost entered the girls' toilet, causing an irreparable mistake."

"But I must remind you, William," Dumbledore said: "Hogwarts has so many secrets that I can't fully know.

Many secrets need to be explored by the little wizards themselves, and they cannot be widely known, such as some secret passages that lead directly to outside the school.

Let the secret become a secret. Too many people know it will cause many irreparable consequences.”

William nodded thoughtfully.

"I remember there is also a Hogwarts Castle structure map in the school library. I hope it will be helpful to you."

"Oh, by the way." At the intersection, Dumbledore seemed to remember something, and he showed a sly smile.

"Don't forget our Potion Professor when sending condolence cards to your friend Miss Akemo.

He also needs care."

William was stunned.

He always felt that Dumbledore was so angry that he was... gay.

I'm Dumbledore's separator

(Dumbledore: The recommendation vote is the greatest encouragement to Professor Snape. Thank you all the wizards!

Please recommend the second update.)
Chapter completed!