Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

The former is obviously not in the interests of a family like Greengrass that is immersed in the glory of its ancestors, while the latter is quite difficult.

The prescription Snape got was one of the methods, which was summarized and improved by more than a dozen generations of wizards from the Greengrass family. With the help of magical materials from a variety of magical animals including the Erebus, a magical configuration was constructed to harmonize the venomous panthers, the vomitories and the wizards.

To be precise, this matter is also related to Lin En.

If his words at St. Mungo's had not influenced Astoria's mother, given their family's stubborn character, they would never have given the recipe of the Fantastic Beast Soothing Potion to an outsider like Snape, nor would they have let Astoria take it. In the eyes of many older generation wizards, the magic of magical animals was a gift from their ancestors, and only the less qualified descendants needed the soothing potion to reduce their burden.

But several months have passed since the first time she took the medicine, and Astoria's health is still not good.

This is especially true on a rainy day like today, because the bloodline of the ground bat likes this kind of climate and environment.

Snape knew this too, so he took advantage of his free time to hastily prepare a batch of potions for use, but unfortunately he failed.

Just as he packed up the medicinal materials with a market value of at least a hundred Galleons and was about to start the process again, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Who? Don't you know I'm working?"

Snape, who was bending over to get the crucible, spoke in a cold tone.

He really didn't like being disturbed when making a potion, having just failed once, and even more so when he was in a bad mood.

"Professor, it's me, Daphne Greengrass." An anxious voice came through the crack in the door, "Astoria's health is bad again. She fainted in Professor Binns' class!"

"Danglang"

"What did you say?"

The crucible that had just been taken out fell to the ground. Snape frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Without saying a word, he put the herbs aside, took Daphne outside the door, and left, heading straight for the school hospital.

Madam Pomfrey, who was already busy, was now even more overwhelmed. She could only leave the refreshing potion outside the door for the sick little wizard to take, and then she hurried to check it herself.

When Snape arrived, she had just finished the examination. She looked at the sleeping Astoria with a worried look on her face and her eyes full of pity and compassion.

"Poppy, how are my students?"

Snape pushed the door open, panting. Through the crack in the door, he could see several students who had just picked up their medicine.

"It's worse than last time, Severus." Madam Pomfrey said without turning her head, "I have contacted the child's parents, and I'm afraid their potion has had a counter-effect - although I shouldn't say this, but she is only eleven years old, and the blood curse has developed to this extent. It's very dangerous."

"…What's your suggestion?"

"My suggestion is to send her to St. Mungo's. The treatment conditions there are much better than ours. As for the follow-up, if the child's health does not improve, she may not live to your age now."

"Is it so serious?" Snape's expression changed, and his eyes became much darker. "Is there any way?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't know how to deal with the blood curse." Madam Pomfrey shook her head solemnly, "Perhaps you can ask the headmaster. I promised to keep it a secret, but you might be able to get the answer from them."

"Them? And... I see."

Snape was halfway through his words when he reached out and pressed Astoria's hot forehead. He withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted and took a deep breath.

"I'm going to find Dumbledore now. Daphne, go get Eric, he should be in class, and then you don't have to come, and don't mention this to anyone."

"Okay... okay, Professor Snape."

The panic-stricken little witch nodded nervously, but before she could finish her words, she saw Snape rushing out with big strides.

Seeing her sister's pained expression that couldn't be concealed even through her coma, she gritted her teeth and trotted after her.

"Click——"

A loud thunder broke through the thick dark clouds.

Chapter 355 Bad News

Snape was very efficient and quickly dragged Dumbledore to the school hospital. Not long after, Lynn, who had temporarily interrupted his class, also hurried over.

The last ones were the Greengrass couple, whose faces were livid.

Daphne listened to Snape and did not follow.

This is probably a good thing for the young witch.

After all, listening to your father being scolded up close is definitely not a good growing experience.

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"Folence, I need an explanation. Is the formula you gave me the real thing from your family?"

Without even giving Dumbledore and Lynn a chance to speak, Snape blurted out the question the moment he saw Florence Greengrass.

As soon as these words were spoken, Fanny Greengrass, who was already anxious, suddenly became panicked. She rushed to her daughter's bedside in a panic, and tears fell directly on her face.

"I never lied to you, Severus." Florence no longer had the toughness he had when he confronted Lynn at St. Mungo's. "This is our family's soothing potion. Many people have used it. Perhaps it's because Astoria's blood is too strong."

"It is indeed very strong, so strong that it may kill the child." Madam Pomfrey said coldly, "I said last time that no matter what she was like before, this medicine will not work on her."

"Excuse me, Bobby, I'm going to interrupt you." Lynn, who was sitting next to the bed, turned her head and asked, "How long have you been taking the medicine?"

"After school starts at Christmas, take one ounce three times a week, morning, noon and evening," said Snape.

"That's about four months." Lynn nodded, patted Fanny's back comfortingly, stood up and gave her a seat, then walked to Dumbledore. "The blood of Voldemort is too strong, and the harmonizing effect of the potion failed. Instead, the toxin accumulated and it broke out this time."

"This is impossible!" Florence said firmly, "This has never happened in our family."

Madam Pomfrey gave him a disdainful look.

"Florence, you need to be rational." As soon as Dumbledore spoke, order was immediately restored in the ward. Even a proud wizard like Florence stopped talking. "Everyone's situation is different. Miss Greengrass's condition shows that there is indeed a problem with the treatment plan you formulated earlier."

He looked at the mother and daughter on the hospital bed and said, "I think it's time to make some truly effective adjustments, such as completely removing the blood curse from her body. Lin En, is your previous magic still usable?"

"It can be used, but compared to that lady, Astoria's situation is different. The blood curse is naturally much weaker, but her body and accumulated magic power are also much inferior."

Lynn spoke carefully, glancing at Florence from the corner of his eye, "And I don't want to do something that's thankless."

"Astoria is my daughter, the pride and hope of the Greengrass family. I cannot allow you to make such a hasty decision, Dumbledore." As expected, as soon as Lynn finished speaking, Florence immediately stood up.

Even facing Dumbledore, he still refused to give in.

But the old principal, who had dealt with this family for many years, didn't buy it. He just glanced at Florence calmly, and the powerful wizard immediately tensed up all over.

"Florence, I think I am the principal here." He said in a deep voice, "I must be responsible for the health of my students, instead of putting their lives in danger all the time - of course, you are her father, I have no right to make decisions for you, but I can ask her to take a leave of absence until she recovers."

"you--!"

"You can send her to Durmstrang or Beauxbatons," Dumbledore said with a sharp look in his eyes, "or you can let your father teach her at home and teach her the magic that your family has passed down for thousands of years and that you think is superb."

The air in the school hospital was frozen. Facing the vaguely angry Dumbledore, even Madam Pomfrey and Snape seemed quite fearful, and no one dared to speak.

Except Lynn.

He stood beside Dumbledore as if nothing had happened, looking at everyone with different expressions with a playful look in his eyes.

Florence's face was livid, with humiliation hidden in his eyes.

Fanny had a struggling expression and protected her daughter with one hand.

Snape, who looked meticulous, and Madam Pomfrey, who pursed her lips.

Just as he was about to break the deadlock and ease the atmosphere a little, the sleepy Astoria woke up.

To be exact, he started coughing.

After a violent tremor that seemed to be coughing out the lungs, a dark red bloodstain was left on the white sheets.

The abominable aura of black magic seeps out from the blood, emitting extremely unstable magical fluctuations.

Fanny, who loved her daughter dearly, was so frightened that she couldn't even stand up. She could only hold Astoria, who had fainted again, tightly, calling her name softly and pressing her cheek against her pale little face.

I don’t know if she remembered the conversation with Lin En and her own choice half a year ago, but after just a moment, she stood up from her seat, regardless of the hesitation and entanglement in her husband’s eyes.

"Professor Eric, Headmaster Dumbledore, could you please tell me about the treatment? As long as there is a chance, I will never give up curing Astoria."

The bloodstains on the sheets were shocking, and completely made this lady, who was no less thoughtful than her husband, make up her mind.

Florence raised his hand, hesitating to speak.

Snape also showed a suspicious expression and looked in Lynn's direction.

"I don't intend to hide anything. Just half a year ago, the principal, my friend and I cured a blood-cursed wizard who was in a very serious condition and could lose her life at any time. I won't reveal her personal information, but there is still some information that can be made public, such as the treatment method."

Lynn lightly scratched the sheet with her fingertips, and a small bloody piece fell off by itself and hovered in the air.

"It's actually not complicated. The inactivation spell in the werewolf treatment plan is used to put the patient into a deep sleep. At the same time, the blood curse hidden in their body is activated. Then the blood curse is removed with purification magic. At the same time, the body that has been traumatized by this process is repaired. The difficulty is at the end. I will talk about it later. First, I need to make one thing clear."

"What's the problem?" Fanny asked eagerly.

"Blood curses are different, and their manifestations vary greatly. The success of one type does not mean that it can be completely replicated in another type of blood curse."

Lin En pointed at the dark red blood that was about to solidify, his expression serious, "The lady we treated earlier was a very good wizard, she was not young anymore, and her blood curse was single."

"Are you worried about the interaction between the two bloodlines in the blood curse, Eric?" Snape understood his subtext.

"That's one aspect, Snape." Lynn nodded, his tone slightly slower. "On the other hand, the composition of blood curses is not exactly the same. The Voldemort is fine, but the toxin of the Nungu Leopard acts directly on the blood. We may need a blood transfusion. We at least need a large amount of blood tonic potion as insurance, or the blood of our relatives."

"That's no problem!" Fanny said without hesitation, "Whether it's blood-replenishing potion or blood, we have it all!"

"...I can do it too." Florence's eyebrows twitched and he said through gritted teeth.

Dumbledore also smiled a little: "I think the magic I used earlier can also come in handy."

"In that case, then it's nothing... Please wait, I'll take a call."

Lynn smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to continue explaining the treatment plan, he heard a vibrating sound coming from his pocket.

"It's okay. We can discuss something else first." Although Dumbledore didn't know what happened to Lynn, he still took over the topic with a tactful look and looked at Madam Pomfrey, "Poppy, is the supply of blood-replenishing potion sufficient?"

"There is sufficient supply, Headmaster, and it can be purchased and prepared at any time." Madam Pomfrey said without hesitation, "I think her treatment cannot be rushed. It will take some time to stabilize. I will take good care of her during this period."

"Then I'm relieved. Severus, I need you to prepare some other potions that may be used." Dumbledore said with satisfaction, "As for me... maybe I should go to your house to talk to Hunter, what do you think, Florence?"

Chapter 356 Werewolf Movement

“…It’s an honor for our family.”

Florence said stiffly, without any emotion related to the word "honor" in his tone.

At this time, Lin En, who had just finished a phone call, hurried back and noticed this embarrassing scene.

"Florence, I've always been curious about how your brain circuits are structured." He said sarcastically, "How can you not know how useful these weird things like the Nangdu Panther and the Voldemort are? With your ability, how could you not know? You are so ignorant."

Florence's expression became even uglier.

But he couldn't say anything, so he could only stand aside with a gloomy face, watching Lynn, Dumbledore, and Madam Pomfrey standing in front of the bed discussing the treatment plan, risks, and contingency plans. Snape would also say a few words from time to time.

His wife Fanny watched them nervously, more attentively than she had been during the consultation with the healers at St. Mungo's.

Compared to himself who needs to worry about the family, his wife is the one who focuses more on their daughter's safety. Florence himself knows this, so he didn't say anything more. He was silent for a moment and then walked out without saying a word.

He must convey Dumbledore's attitude and arrangements to the actual head of the family as soon as possible.

Thinking of the fierce quarrel that was bound to happen soon and seeing his unconscious daughter, he was struggling internally.

"Florence was not like this before." After Florence left, Fanny pulled Snape alone and said sadly, "Severus, please help her more. I'm really worried that she can't make it through this."

"Of course I will," said Snape.

"Your little daughter is quite outstanding, ma'am." Lynn, who was talking quietly with Dumbledore, turned around and said, "But her current condition is not very good. I think you need to make a choice - whether to let her complete the course this school year."

"St. Mungo's is indeed a better place for recuperation than Hogwarts." Madam Pomfrey also said, "But if it's just to help her recover, there's no need to worry too much."

"I..." Fanny opened her mouth and looked at Dumbledore, "I think we should let her stay in school. I'm worried that Hunter will take her away by force after knowing your decision."

Dumbledore said calmly: "I understand what you mean. No one can take anyone away from Hogwarts by force. I will also find time to have a good talk with Hunter. During this period, Severus will take good care of her. But you must also be mentally prepared."

Fanny's eyes dimmed and she nodded silently.

Everyone left one after another, including Madam Pomfrey, who was going to get some new medicine for Astoria. Only the depressed mother still sat beside her daughter, feeling terrified and helpless.

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At 3:30 in the afternoon, Lupin walked out of the fireplace in the reception room. It was one of his rare outings today.

After chatting briefly with Professor McGonagall who was on duty, he returned to his room among the students rushing to class.

In the office, Lynn had been waiting for him for a while.

"Sorry for the wait."