HP North Star's Radiance

"Heh heh, if it's ruined, we can make it again!" Amicus revealed a Death Eater-like cruelty, showing no regard for Praris's physical condition. "If you're injured, heal yourself; if the potion is ruined, make it again! Do you... not intend to continue your master's mission just because of a minor injury or pain?"

In Amicus's eyes, Praris's personal situation and opinions were completely unimportant; what mattered was how the brother and sister could lessen or even escape punishment from their master. As long as Praris could resume her work, there was still a chance to weather this punishment smoothly!

For a moment, the atmosphere around Praris's bedside became somewhat tense.

Amicus is right. There are burn ointments for burns and bone fracture remedies for fractures. No matter how severe Praris's injuries are, as long as they can be healed, he won't escape this fate.

Draco's face turned grim, his fingers gripping the white sheets of the hospital bed tightly, his eyes glancing furtively at Praris's face.

If this accident changes nothing, what is the point of Praris's injury, and what is the point of her being forced to endure pain?

"I did it! I've already done it!" Praris's eyes were red, and he roared hoarsely at Amicus, "Cough cough! Professor Carlo, do you think I don't want to take credit for my results? Do you think I'm happy to watch all my efforts go to waste! It wasn't you who spent months in the lab, it was me—it was me, Praris!"

How dare a mere student who hasn't even graduated yet yell at him like that? Amicus was losing face; his expression darkened, and he glared at Praris: "Prince, so what you mean is—"

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough!"

Praris coughed violently, as if she were coughing up her lungs. After a long while, she finally recovered and said weakly, "I'm not sure what they did...maybe it was the explosion, I can't say for sure..."

"As far as I remember, the people pretending to be you two said they had something important to say, but they didn't really say what it was. I actually let them in anyway. I'm not usually that careless!"

"I clearly made the Enhancement Elixir, but when they came in, I was still brewing potions. If I made it, why was I still brewing potions? If I didn't make it, why do I remember making it?"

"The explosion happened right in front of me, but it was definitely not magic! I clearly remember using magic to block it. Logically speaking, Longbottom's magic is far inferior to mine, so it's strange that I couldn't block it."

"I remember seeing Leah, but I should have fainted, how could I have seen Leah..."

These flaws are real, because the incident was staged and couldn't be perfect. Rather than waiting for the Carol siblings to discover the problems and question her, it's better to use these issues as points of contradiction in her memory distortion, thus helping her escape Voldemort's mission.

Geniuses like Prarese typically either disregard logic entirely, relying purely on inspiration, or place great emphasis on logic, relying on talent and intelligence. Clearly, Prarese belongs to the latter.

Praris lay on the bed, her face filled with panic, seemingly caught in an incomprehensible contradiction. Her chaotic thoughts gave her a splitting headache, and she instinctively reached out to clutch her head, forgetting that she was "broken," and cried out in pain as she raised her hands.

"Praris!" Draco instinctively stood up, pressing her hand down near his elbow to stop her from moving. "Stop thinking about it. If you can't figure it out, then stop thinking about it!"

“Prince!” Amicus ignored Praris’s apparent pain and asked urgently, “Did you manage to do it or not?”

Whether it's made or not makes a huge difference!

The reason the Dark Lord didn't punish the previous incident was because of the good news about the first improved version of the euphoric drug.

This time, if Amicus wants to remain unscathed, he has to come up with some good news, otherwise neither he nor his sister will have an easy time!

“Shut up!” Snape roared. “Shut your mouth unless you want to drive her crazy!”

After saying that, Snape flicked his cloak and strode to Prarese's bedside.

He stood behind Draco, one hand on Draco's shoulder, looking at Praris with a meaningful gaze: "Miss, look at me. I hope you're not lying."

Prareas looked up at her mentor, her eyes red-rimmed, and nodded slightly. The next second, Snape pulled out a truth serum from under his cloak, a serum he had prepared at some point.

“What Longbottom left over,” Snape said coldly. “Your turn. Open your mouth.”

Didn't we agree to fill one bottle? There's still some left!

When Snape produced the Truth Potion, Prader's surprise was utterly genuine. Surprised as she was, she obediently opened her mouth and drank the potion.

Not to mention Prarese, the Carol siblings were also very surprised. They never expected that Snape would feed his own student the Truth Potion, which is used to combat DA.

"Did you just lie to us about yesterday's accident?"

"No."

"You've created a pleasure enhancer?"

"should be."

"But you were still brewing potions back then?"

"Yes."

"Did you manage to withstand Longbottom's attack?"

"Yes, I used the Ironclad Charm."

"You couldn't withstand the explosion created by Longbottom?"

"Yes."

"You suspect there's something wrong with yourself?"

"This is just a guess; I think, perhaps it is."

Snape looked at Amicus Caro and said sarcastically, "Satisfied now?"

Since Snape had already turned his back on his own family, Amycus had nothing to say, forcing out an unpleasant laugh: "Headmaster Snape, I'm doing this for our common cause..."

Snape scoffed, "Enough with the empty talk! Let Mrs. Pomfrey give Miss Praris a thorough examination."

Mrs. Pomfrey was summoned, and she asked Prarese some questions and examined her wounds.

First, regarding the original condition, Mrs. Pomfrey continued the small adjustments Barron had made before: "The child's burns are healing very well, but the fractures will take some time. As I said before, delicate procedures cannot be performed in the short term."

Alecto quickly asked, "She says she can't remember, what happened!"

“The child’s classmates said she experienced the explosion,” Mrs. Pomfrey said carefully. “Explosions and major accidents can usually cause varying degrees of amnesia.”

After saying that, Mrs. Pomfrey started nagging again: "Headmaster Snape, I think you should know your place. Prairie has just woken up and needs to rest! If you want her to get better soon, you should give her time to rest, instead of bothering her here!"

At this point, the Carlo siblings were completely devastated. Praris's so-called "success" was nothing but a false dawn; the Dark Lord would certainly not let them off the hook!

Now, Praris's new potion is destroyed. Her hand is also broken, preventing her from performing precise operations for a while. This means it's uncertain when she'll be able to replicate the experiment! Furthermore, her brain has been damaged in the explosion; it's questionable whether she can even replicate the experiment at all!

Amycus had been emphasizing secrecy, but now that Draco had been listening for so long, no one present seemed inclined to kick him out, tacitly allowing him to remain.

Mrs. Pomfrey said they were allowed to stay a little longer, but they were not allowed to make any more noise, or she would definitely come and kick them out.

As the saying goes, "When you're under someone's roof," and although Madam Pomfrey was a very tough person, that was based on the fact that the headmaster at the time, Dumbledore, respected her enough.

With Death Eaters rampant, Mrs. Pomfrey must carefully manage her strength, cooperating to a limited extent without endangering the patients in exchange for the safety of the school infirmary.

After Mrs. Pomfrey left, Praris looked drowsy, his eyelids constantly drooping.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes slightly and said hesitantly, "Sir, I'm not sure... but I've always had the habit of taking notes while doing experiments. Perhaps there's a lab notebook in the classroom?"

Is the notebook still there? Yes.

But Praris knew that it would be good if half of that thing survived the explosion.

Besides, she memorizes things by memory, not by a notebook. The contents of the notebook are so abstract that even Professor Snape would have a hard time understanding them.

"Leave a way out for yourself"—Praris said this not because she was kind, but to prevent the Carlo siblings from giving up and torturing Neville to death.

Upon hearing this, the Carlo siblings breathed a sigh of relief and immediately made an excuse to leave the school clinic to find their notebooks.

Praris asked softly, "Sir, will you be punished?"

She had done everything she could to shift the blame, and even tried to minimize the damage by mentioning the existence of the experimental records at the last minute. But even so, Prareas still worried about Professor Snape.

Upon hearing this, Snape stopped in his tracks and calmly said, "Go to sleep, miss! This is not something you should be thinking about."

As always, Snape would try to keep Prareas out of his business unless she offered to help.

Even today, he still believes that Praris is a child, and children should not be involved in the cruel struggles of adults.

After saying that, Snape left.

"You're really courting death!" Draco said fiercely. "I think you have no idea what you're doing! Do you know who you're deceiving and who you care about?"

Praris blinked, ignoring the latter part, and said calmly, "Draco, it's just Veritaserum! Trust me, you can do it too, as long as you master Occlumency a little better—I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep!"

Occlumency can affect the effects of Veritaserum, unless the wizard was unsuspecting. Professor Snape's preamble before administering the Veritaserum was a way of reminding Prareas that he was about to make his move.

Praliss is still quite weak. She didn't have the chance to drink the antidote in advance, nor did she have time to consider whether Professor Snape would use Legilimency or something else. In any case, Occlumency could handle it.

As it turned out, her approach was effective.

Draco Napralis was helpless; she looked so miserable, even though it was all her own doing.

Neville was eventually captured by Alecto Caro.

He ran while turning back to attack, cutting off any chance his men could catch Ginny. Only when he was certain Ginny had completely disappeared from sight did he speed up his escape, but it was too late.

Alecto slammed the bound Neville to the ground and picked up the truth serum, about to pour it into Neville's mouth.

Snape frowned and said, "One drop is enough."

Alecto was furious and wouldn't listen. He downed almost half the bottle before tossing the rest to Snape.

“I hate Prince, that wicked woman!” Neville screamed madly. “She used the Cruciatus Curse on me! She deserves to be thrown in Azkaban and imprisoned!”

Alecto was so angry that her face contorted, and when it did, she actually laughed.

Alright, alright! Since Longbottom hates the Crucifixion so much, she's going to make him experience its power!

She cast the Crucifixion Charm on Neville for nearly ten seconds until Snape couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted her.

“Alecto!” Snape said coldly, “Tormenting him is the least important thing!”

"Oh?" Alecto stared at Snape, his eyes bulging like toad's. "Headmaster Snape, then tell me what's most important!"

Snape sneered, "The master's will is paramount. We must find out what's going on with this kid!"

The antidote had no effect due to the antidote. Neville insisted that he bought the bomb that blew up the classroom at Knockturn Alley on Christmas Day as revenge against Praris.

"I saw blood all over her hands!" Neville laughed heartily. "That bitch will probably never be able to brew any more high-grade potions again! Snape, when you made her force me to skin the long-horned toad three years ago, did you ever think this day would come!"

Alecto had never heard of this before.

I never imagined that the feud between Snape and his apprentice and Longbottom ran so deep, dating back three years.

Upon hearing Neville's words, Snape said softly, "Professor Carlow, I believe that Longbottom's mistake needs to be punished in public so that the other students can learn from his mistake."

Chapter 265 Light in the Darkness

Neville was dragged out by Snape.

Snape dragged him along like a half-dead wild dog.

The Cruciatus Curse ravaged Neville's body, yet he still held on with a fierce determination, glaring at Snape as if ready to tear his enemy apart at any moment, showing no sign of yielding whatsoever.

Neville knew in his heart that at this moment he represented the D.A., and the resistance forces of Hogwarts. They had just "defeated" a "future Death Eater," thwarting Voldemort's plans, and their morale was high.

If Neville falters, becomes afraid, or shows even the slightest weakness, it will jeopardize the victory won through Praris's self-sacrifice. He can only persevere, and he must persevere!

Snape bound Neville into a mummy and placed him under the statue in the foyer so that every passing student could "admire" his "heroic figure".