HP North Star's Radiance

Isn't this one possible solution?

Once Dumbledore kicks the bucket, Voldemort's curse will have no target left to attack.

“Sir!” Praris strongly objected to this personal attack. “This won’t kill you!”

“That’s right, I understand.” Snape nodded “understandingly.” “You want Dumbledore to understand what it means to be worse than dead.”

Prarese stormed into the storeroom, grabbed a bunch of useful herbs, and yelled at Snape, "Sir! You just wait!"

Snape stood there, frowning in thought.

Is there something wrong with his teaching methods?

After using trickery to get him to brew medicine for Dumbledore, the boy started raising his voice at him.

But upon closer reflection, it's true that he taught them.

Even if you raise your voice at him, you still remember to call him "sir".

Snape shook these random thoughts out of his head, turned around and put Prader's medicine on the shelf, intending to give it to Dumbledore when he returned.

Prarese returned to her crucible and nodded in satisfaction.

Great, no need to buy new herbs.

Expensive herbs are less appealing than begging from Professor Snape.

Treating Dumbledore's illness requires not only expertise in Potions, but also a broad and in-depth understanding of Dark Magic.

Voldemort's curse was so powerful that Dumbledore, seemingly unprepared, was directly struck by it.

This directly caused the curse to penetrate deep into his bones, causing his life force to rapidly diminish.

Therefore, there are currently two treatment options.

The first approach is Professor Snape's. He believed Dumbledore was likely beyond saving and advocated that the patient be fed and cared for as long as possible.

Therefore, his potions were primarily intended to alleviate the spread of the curse and ease Dumbledore's suffering.

The second approach is Praris's. She was fearless and believed that a powerful curse should be matched with a potent potion.

Praris advocated for drastic measures, like pouring oil into a blazing fire. Either create a drug to completely eradicate the curse, or develop another powerful curse or poison to counteract Voldemort's curse.

Currently, her attitude is mainly the former, so she can say "it won't kill anyone".

If the treatment proves ineffective, Praris's balance will tip in favor of the latter.

Once the development of the second "antidote" begins, survival is no longer guaranteed. It's either a curse to die, or a curse to die alongside Dumbledore.

Prior to this, Prarese had considered whether to involve Harry in the research on the antidote.

Harry has long been on the front lines against dark wizards, possesses a high level of dark magic, and is now demonstrating a talent for potions.

Upon learning that Harry's potions skills were not entirely due to his own efforts, Praris felt a deep sense of disappointment and regret, and abandoned the idea of ​​having Harry participate in the antidote research.

It's Saturday, and Prarese can spend the whole day here doing research. She just sits here, from morning till nightfall.

Unaware of the passage of time underground, Praris didn't realize it was lunchtime until she heard the footsteps of Slytherin students heading upstairs for dinner in the corridor.

Chapter 152 Snow in the Scottish Highlands

The snow came earlier this year than usual.

The older students had just returned from Hogsmeade, and they all had thick scarves wrapped around their necks.

Although the underground where Slytherin is located is always cold and damp, it is not so cold for the time being because it is underground and there is no wind.

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As she passed through the foyer, Praris's cloak billowed in the wind. She quickened her pace so she could get into the warm hall as soon as possible.

“It’s rare to have you come for dinner today.” Pansy was the first to notice Praris.

Praris walked up behind Pansy, put his hands in the pockets of Pansy's coat, and muttered a complaint, "It's so windy today—"

After saying that, she leaned her whole body against Pansy's back.

Seeing this, Pansy and Praris wrestled together, each warming the other's body with their hands.

They were both so cold they were hissing, yet they couldn't resist teasing each other.

"Draco's here!" Pansy suddenly exclaimed.

As Prareas turned her head, Pansy slipped her hand under Prareas's neck, sending a shiver down her spine.

Praris complained loudly, "Pansy!"

Pansy let out a wicked sneer, mocking Praris for his miscalculation: "I'm not kidding you, Draco really is here."

This wasn't the first time Draco had been baffled by girls' ideas; he was quite used to their eccentric behavior.

He strolled over slowly with his hands in his pockets and pulled Praris away from Pansy's arms.

"Why aren't you wearing a scarf?" Praris asked sharply. "Didn't you come back from Hogsmeade?"

“Well, of course not.” Draco sat down, pulled out a chair next to him, and gestured for Praris to sit down. “No one says I have to go to Hogsmeade, does anyone?”

Praris frowned: "This isn't like you..."

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Sitting opposite him, Zabini, with an air of schadenfreude, said retaliatoryly, "Draco, you're back from solitary confinement?"

"Solitary confinement?" Praris looked at Draco. "When were you put in solitary confinement?"

Draco said nonchalantly, "It's nothing today."

Praris stared intently at him.

A moment later, she turned to look at Zabini.

Then, she looked in the direction of Gryffindor.

Praris said calmly, "I told you, if you don't finish your Transfiguration homework, you should come to me."

The people around her looked at her, their expressions a mixture of surprise and agreement.

Actually, it's not difficult.

First of all, it wasn't Filch who demanded solitary confinement; Draco showed no signs of labor and didn't yell at the old Squirrel.

Secondly, Draco was not wearing a scarf and was confined to the castle, excluding Lady Sprout.

So, only the courses Draco chose and the other three deans remain.

Among these, Professor Snape can be ruled out. Professor Snape never punished Draco, and Prarese had just been to his office that afternoon.

That leaves only Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Slughorn, and the alchemy professor, greatly narrowing down the pool.

Aside from alchemy, Draco took all his other classes with Praris, and Draco had always been interested in alchemy.

Unfortunately, Praris knew that Draco hadn't finished his Transfiguration assignment once, and that Harry and the others in Gryffindor seemed to be discussing Draco, glancing over here frequently.

This process may seem difficult, but if it were explained in detail, it would lose all its appeal.

She only needs to test the waters to confirm her guess.

It seems she guessed right; Draco had once again failed to complete his Transfiguration assignment, angering Professor McGonagall.

Draco thought Prares would say something to advise him, just like he always had.

But after Praris finished speaking, she said nothing more. She just kept eating, her gaze fixed on the air, as if she were thinking about something.

This made Draco somewhat uneasy during the meal, and he kept glancing at her.

In fact, Pralis was thinking about Draco. She was considering what Voldemort wanted Draco to do.

Harry once stated that Draco must be a Death Eater, and Draco once said that he had been given a mission.

With similar course enrollment, everyone else completed the assignments, but Draco did not.

At first, Prareas thought Draco was having trouble adjusting, but he didn't seek help from Prareas to resolve the issue...

The next day, news of Katie Bell being cursed spread throughout the entire school.

Belle had been transferred from the school infirmary to St. Mungo that morning, and Barron had a very clear impression of her.

“We couldn’t help Bell at all,” Baron blinked as he recalled the incident. “Professor Snape controlled the spread of the spell.”

According to Baron, Bell seems to have obtained a box containing some kind of dark magic item.

Belle wanted to bring the box into Hogwarts, but her friend Linnie objected.

During their argument, the box was torn apart, revealing the dark magic items inside.

Fortunately, Bell was wearing gloves.

Unfortunately, Bell's glove got a hole.

This caused her to come into contact with dark magic items, but not to die immediately.

Barron's account combines the diagnoses of Mrs. Pomfrey and Professor Snape with Linney's description.

From summer vacation until now, Praris has been thinking for a long time about what mission Voldemort gave Draco.

Draco's strange behavior during the summer vacation, his hesitant boasting on the train, the deliberately reduced classes, the unfinished homework... as well as what Harry Potter once said and Katie Bell's experience.

A mysterious curse began to erode Bell's fingers through the hole in his glove, and Dumbledore's curse began in his fingers and spread throughout his body.

Prarese nodded to Baron: "Thank you, Baron."

“Just this once! Mrs. Pomfrey always keeps her patients’ secrets, otherwise everyone will panic if they find out,” Barron whispered. “She’s always worried that students will stop coming to the school clinic if they’re afraid their problems will be discovered by other students and professors.”

"Then you still dare to tell me?" Praris asked.

Baron shrugged: "Lynn has already told countless Gryffindor students about this."

Everyone knows this, it's just a matter of how many people know it.

Prareas had never realized how long the walk was from the school infirmary to the Slytherin common room.

She returned to the Slytherin common room.

Draco wasn't there; only Theodore Nott was sitting in the corner.

"Draco hasn't come back yet?" Praris asked.