"You brought so many fresh herbs, Professor William, what kind of potion are you going to brew?"
"A little healing potion and a potion for burns."
William brought a lot of herbs and replied with a forced smile.
All the professors of herbal medicine are so irritating!
How could he have relied on magic potions to make ends meet before, so why did he become a person whose level needed to be improved in the eyes of the herbology professors?
He understands the truth - whether it is Adams or Professor Sprout, the pharmacist he comes into contact with is either a potion master like Snape on campus, or a master outside the school. Generally, pharmacists want to fool around. Gwartz's herbs can't be mixed in, so his horizons are naturally high.
But it's just so irritating…
"Cook the potion well and practice magic well..."
He returned to his office angrily, set up the crucible, and then began to take a deep breath to adjust his mentality.
"No matter what, you must be calm and extremely careful when brewing the potion."
"Let's cut the herbs first."
When the silver knife was held in his hand, William naturally settled down and no longer thought about what was available and what was not. In the process of processing herbs, a silver knife was a necessary prop, and many magic potions could be cut or squeezed with the silver knife. It produces very magical changes.
"First slice, then squeeze. If necessary, you can bake it with a normal flame for a period of time to increase the medicinal properties..."
The fresh herbs are very easy to handle under the sharp silver knife, and it doesn't take long for the fragrance of fresh herbs to fill the entire office.
"Goooooo!"
"The roots are sweet. Do you want to taste a little?"
William said to his owl without raising his head. When he heard the sound of flapping wings, he casually tapped the cut root and let it fly out.
"Okay, these herbs have to be processed while they are fresh. These do not need to be dried in the sun or in the shade. I have to be busy for a while -"
The herbs in the greenhouse are of the lowest quality, and since Hogwarts can provide such high-quality herbs so freely, it would be a pity if the quality of the herbs is not properly handled.
"First boil a pot of acne medicine to see the effect."
When he was getting the herbal medicine, he heard from Professor Sprout that a rather funny incident occurred in the school today - an unlucky child believed too much in his spell skills and was preparing to use magic to deal with his acne.
The result was bleak. If it weren't for the school doctor's magic, the poor child's nose might have been greatly changed.
'Herbalists have always felt that their own high-quality herbal extracts can play a good and excellent role, but how can the extracts compare to carefully proportioned magic potions? '
With a little bit of pique, William replaced the experimental potion with an acne treatment potion, and the results were quite gratifying.
"Probably enough for a month."
He tapped the cauldron and let it pour the potion into the bottle.
"After processing this wave of herbs, go -"
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a quick knock on the door of his office, and Harry's nervous shout came from outside the door, "Professor, Professor!"
William quickly put up a defense for himself, opened the door with a wave of his wand, and then pointed firmly at the door.
After finding that it was only Harry himself, William's wand did not loosen, "Harry, what happened in such a hurry?"
"It's a fight, Professor."
Harry said hastily, and then after realizing that this did not provide any effective information, he quickly added, "The Slytherins started fighting, and they were fighting fiercely in the corridors of the castle!"
When Slytherin students started fighting, Gryffindor came to complain instead of applauding?
This is very puzzling - and don't Slytherins generally fight among themselves? The college that is most capable of internal bullying actually has someone else...
After a little hesitation, William agreed.
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
After briefly casting a spell on the herbs, William made sure that the crucible and other things were taken care of and there were no hidden dangers, and then immediately followed Harry to the scene.
"Are there no senior Slytherins around? Although it's not appropriate to say this, when there is a situation in the house, seniors are more suitable to intervene than professors. Especially Professor Snape doesn't like professors from other houses to interfere. In the case of Letling's internal affairs."
I don't know what Harry is thinking, but this kind of thing is a situation that he can understand now, and William intends to make the matter clearer.
"Unless there are special circumstances, non-graduates of this house, including professors, are strictly prohibited from entering the rest rooms of other houses. Neither Professor Dumbledore nor Professor McGonagall has ever entered the rest rooms other than Gryffindor House. Room - Ravenclaw's was an accident, of course."
Although there are many things that are not accessible at the professor level, William has already come into contact with enough students in Azkaban.
"If there is a conflict between different colleges, if I deal with it in the past, the students will be convinced. Anyone who is dissatisfied can be detained. But conflicts within the college can be counterproductive unless managed by professors or deans from outside the college. Usually colleges We will call the professor who graduated from the college to handle internal conflicts."
Students are not robots. They will carry out an order properly. It is normal for them to agree on the surface but to unite with others in private to go even harder.
If he helps again, the person being helped will be ostracized by the whole house. Even Dean Snape will suppress the matter - why, a professor from an outer house is planning to get involved in Slytherin's daily life? middle?
Not to mention him, a professor who is not from this college, even the dean of this college has areas that he cannot intervene in.
Harry's friend Hermione is considered a top student who brings honor to the college. When she is excluded by girls, Professor McGonagall should pay more attention to her so that other students dare not go further.
The student has not been hit by the Imperius Curse. If you just listen to whatever you say, isn't that a dream?
Azkaban has known so many Hogwarts students, and William knows the unflattering rules within the academy better than many professors—even if the sorting ceremony is cancelled, this clique-like phenomenon cannot be changed.
"I will find a few senior students later to come over and help the kid who was beaten. It will be fine if I don't get involved. If I don't get involved directly, Professor Snape can only complain about it." The students will also restrain themselves, and the matter is basically over - by the way, who was bullied?"
Although Harry was talking about a fight, it was definitely not just a fight. Someone was probably being bullied.
'To establish prestige for the new first graders? '
'The quality of Slytherins these past few years is too poor. Didn't they all do it within the academy before...'
Slytherin is the favorite place to establish prestige for new students - they even classify wizards into purebloods, half-bloods and mudbloods, let alone classifying themselves.
The Twenty-Eight Holy Bloods cannot be the same as other families, right?
There must be a difference between rich and poor people, right?
There must be a difference between those who are talented and those who are not talented, right?
There must be a difference between those who are related to the family and those who are not related, right?
It's not William's nonsense. There may be some bragging factor in Azkaban, but Slughorn, the former dean of Slytherin, has this little hobby - it's just that the former dean is not very good at collecting bloodlines. , but in other aspects, the dean did not fall behind.
Just when William was slandering some Azkaban slang, Harry answered hesitantly, "It's Malfoy, he's - he's being forced to eat squid, a creature newly cultivated by Hagrid. "
"Malfoy?"
Why, betrayed too many Death Eaters and was chased to school?
It shouldn't be - after a moment of confusion, William realized it was little Malfoy, who could barely be counted as Harry's classmate.
You told me earlier... That child will definitely be ostracized. I just need to inform Dumbledore directly. It is not convenient for Dumbledore to interfere with other students beyond Snape. This child must be able to do so. People sell out so much information just to protect their families. , isn't this a ready-made excuse?
"Then hurry up and go over. I'll grab a senior student on the way to come forward. Slytherins in sixth and seventh grade can still talk in the courtyard."
Talk to Dumbledore afterwards and ask him to say hello to Snape. Such discrimination will definitely be inevitable, but being forced to eat snails will definitely not happen - there is no doubt that it will be Eating it raw is still the kind that a group of people surround.
'No wonder they coquettishly said they were fighting - they were co-authors because they were trying to save Malfoy and it would be shameful. Also, given their relationship, it would be nice not to add insult to injury. To save people... this kid would probably even have a bone thrown at Azkaban. None of them are left...but he is indeed a good boy. '
With this thought, William quickened his pace, preparing to go over and save people.
'The kid named Ron was allowed to eat slugs the year before last, and now he is eating snails...'
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He carefully searched for a suitable sixth or seventh grade tool man.
"El, come here."
A lucky man was happily passing by the stairs and was spotted by William at a glance.
"Ah, Professor William!"
The kid suddenly became nervous - he had just entered sixth grade and had not yet completely overcome his phobia of professors.
"You did well on the OWLs exam. You are an extraordinary performer. I remember you were E."
"Yes, Professor! I just read some of the questions that I got wrong before the exam!"
The child was extremely excited, and the report card that was higher than he expected made him very happy in the second half of the summer vacation.
"It's a good habit to review wrong questions," William nodded, "Come here and help me. Someone just came to my office and said that someone was fighting. They are juniors in your college. You go over and separate the two sides and protect the one who has never beaten the other party. child."
"Is there such a thing?"
There was an angry look on El's face - the lounge was not big enough for a fight, so he had to come out and be seen by the professor?
Many seventh-grade children are already doing internships, and their sixth-grade ones naturally become the dominant ones in the lounge. As a result, their buttocks are so hot that the lower-grade ones come over to cause trouble?
"I'll take care of it, Professor."
He just patted his chest and made a promise to William, then strode towards the crime scene.
"Let's just go over slowly now and give him some time to deal with it. If I intervene in the past, it will be even worse for Malfoy. Then it depends on how Professor Snape can protect him."
William simply explained to Harry, "When it comes to dealing with seniors, it's sometimes easier than prefects. There are always messy and unclear relationships between students - when we get over, they will basically fall over accidentally. This excuse covers things up."
"Compared to the school rules, this is not a correct approach, but the situation in Slytherin House is only better with this approach."
"Isn't there a permanent solution?"
"How can there be such an easy-to-use method? Humans are not machines. Even machines will make mistakes."
William spread his hands, "If I have to change, I will probably go back a thousand years ago and grab Slytherin himself by the neck - what is the sound?"
There were faint roars and panicked shouts from the students ahead. William raised his hand and added the Iron Armor Curse and kicked Harry away. He kicked him to the wall and cast the Disillusionment Curse on him.
But after a minute of alert with his wand raised, the shouts and roars grew neither closer nor farther away.
"what happened?"
He pulled Harry up, who was looking confused and covering his legs in pain, and then walked quickly to the nearest oil painting.
"Professor Moody is punishing students."
The oil painting smiled very happily, and even suppressed a smile when answering William.
…
'Punish the students? '
William was stunned for a moment, then realized something was wrong, "Harry, can you run?"
…
As soon as these words came out, William realized something was wrong.
"Well, we have to get there quickly. Professor Moody may use corporal punishment on students - Aurors will basically try to make them lose the ability to resist after catching prisoners."
"Yes, Professor."
Harry just responded subconsciously, and then he was lifted off on a stretcher.
William quickly transformed into a stretcher to hold him up, and then tied him tightly with a bandage to secure it.
"about there."
William nodded, ignoring Harry's protesting eyes, controlling the stretcher with his left hand and the wand with his right hand, and quickly rushed towards the place where the roar came from.
However, by the time he ran over, it was already too late.
Malfoy lay on the ground in horror, hanging from his mouth was the leg of a Blast-Ended Skrewt that William had only seen during the day...
Opposite him was an angry Moody.
"I - never - allow -"
The wand in Moody's hand controlled a group of stoats. They painfully hit the ground and rose into the air as Moody's wand fluctuated.
The scene in front of him was weird, but William quickly made a terrifying inference.
Those ferrets—students?
"Professor Moody?"
"Ah, Professor William."
Moody responded, but didn't stop working. "As you can see, I'm teaching you a lesson."
"Ruined…"
William thought - he would not dare to hate Moody, but he would hate Malfoy...
"Ruined…"
Malfoy, who was interrupted from the pleasure of revenge, suddenly thought of the terrible things that would happen next.
ps: I didn't finish writing it at noon, and then I felt like I couldn't break it off in the afternoon, so I just posted it together now.