Some time after her professorship at Hogwarts began, Willow Springs' discovery that Quirrell was trying to approach her unobtrusively and unobtrusively.

It's a strange thing.

According to Liu Quan's understanding of the plot - the story of the Philosopher's Stone can almost be regarded as the one she knows best in the entire Harry Potter book, who told her to watch the entire Philosopher's Stone movie back and forth five times out of love for the obscene heart of the old aunt of Xiao Zhengtai?—— Quirinus Quirrell himself is unlikely to have any interest in Lily Evans.

So the man who sent him to get close to her, the "filthy mudblood", must have been the hermit crab on the back of his head, but what did Voldemort have for Lily Evans?

How old and sophisticated Dumbledore is, if he hadn't succeeded in kidnapping Albus Dumbledore himself and using the Dementor Mind on him - could such a whimsical thing really happen in this world?! Even if it was just a fantasy, it would have been a little too magical - his plans would not have been discovered by anyone.

So, Voldemort still wanted to use her to control Snape, the only one who had escaped after the war—Lucius Malfoy's exoneration after paying a huge price in money and reputation—and seemed to have gained Dumbledore's trust, as he had done in the past, but he couldn't threaten Snape. If she was not mistaken, Snape had indeed begged Voldemort to mercifully spare her life for a woman, but that woman's name was not Lily Evans, but Berriel Fergton Potter.

Liu Quan walked distraughtly through the corridor on the eighth floor, frowning and noticing that even though the curfew was approaching, there were still a lot of noisy students chattering in the hallway. In normal times, Liu Quan would smile and watch these energetic Shota and Lori with a little lightheart, but today she only felt a wave of irritability and anxiety.

She'd been wrestling with Quirrell for weeks, but to no avail. She couldn't guess what Quirrell or his boss who was only living on the back of his head for the time being approached her, but instinctively felt that she was igniting a fire by doing so...... No, playing with fire.

Voldemort must have had ill intentions towards her, the so-called "mudblood". Although Quirrell's combat power is weak - even the 11-year-old wizard Harry Potter can handle him at the end of the first year! As an adult wizard teaching at Hogwarts, he is simply a scum with a combat power of five—— but the black dude on the back of his head is not weak. She wasn't really a spy, and after wasting all this time, she decided to respond to the old Headmaster Dumbledore's call for love. Maybe he knew what she was going to do with the garlic monster.

She walked to the door of the headmaster's office, where the ugly stone statue was standing motionless. She said to the statue, "Sherbet." ”

The statue slid away with a hum, and Willow Spring walked up the spiral staircase and knocked on the oak door, quickly getting Dumbledore's response, "Oh, it must be Lily? ”

Liu Quan took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in.

After about half an hour, she ended the conversation with the old headmaster, and her mood was no longer so nervous and dazed. But instead of immediately returning to her office, she borrowed the fireplace in the headmaster's room—after a burst of green flames, she was already in the cold cellar.

The bottles and cans in this room are piled up to the ceiling. Willow Spring came out of the fireplace, thinking about the mysterious "hint" of Dumbledore's smile just now—in fact, he had barely said that Snape had been bitten by the three-headed dog Louwe, and asked her to supervise Snape to apply the medicine on time and treat it as soon as possible—while searching the shelves around him for the potion he was looking for. In the end, she scavenged several crystal bottles before she opened the door and went out satisfied.

According to her knowledge of the plot, since Snape was bitten by the three-headed dog Louwe, and it wasn't in his office, then he probably asked Filch to help him with medicine in the staff lounge.

Standing outside the faculty lounge door, she thought for a moment whether she wanted to open the door and go in to anger Snape. After a brief hesitation, she decided: yes.

With the sound of the door creaking open, the two people in the room turned around at the same time.

As she had expected, there were only two people in the room, Snape and Filch. Snape had just lifted his robe above his knees, and his hands were still tugging at the corners of his robe.

One of his legs was dripping with blood and flesh. Filch looked stunned by the injury to his leg.

"What are you doing in the staff lounge?!" Snape asked sharply, his pale face not knowing if it was because of anger or blood loss.

Ignoring his questioning, Willow Quan walked into the faculty lounge, ignoring Snape's murderous eyes, and placed the bottles of potions and potions he was holding on the table next to his seat.

Filch looked as if he was very frightened. He slumped his aging and emaciated body, maintaining his original slightly bent posture, and froze there, as if he had been under a petrification spell.

Willow Springs then looked at the wound on Snape's leg. But when she saw the horror of the wound, the original calm look quickly disappeared from her face.

She frowned at Snape's wound, which was completely exposed to their sight, and replied casually, "Why can't I come to the staff room? I'm also a professor at Hogwarts, so I have the right to use it." ”

Snape's gaze drifted from her face to the table beside her, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips as he saw what was in the crystal bottles she had placed on the table.

"Blood tonic? Bai Xian? This is your work? I assume you didn't use this to get me a grade, right?"

Liu Quan glanced at him and said lightly, "Then how many points do you think these bottles of potions can score?"

Snape choked, and without looking at it, he said sharply, "Gryffindor's potions level can only get T ......"

"That's unfortunate," replied Willow calmly, looking intent on pushing Filch aside at once and completing the dressing himself.

"You're such a harsh person, even to yourself - Severus, I took these potions from your office. ”

Snape's face turned red almost immediately, and then soon turned blue again. He shouted angrily, "You ......! What are you doing breaking into my office without permission?!"

"Then I'm going to ask you - why do you have to do this kind of thing in the staff lounge?" Willow Quan sighed, "Isn't it more convenient for you to have your own office, and there are more potions there than in the school hospital......

Snape's pale face seemed to look a little whiter. He trembled with anger, but it was inconvenient for him to sit in his chair and get up.

Filch seemed to have been dizzy from the heated argument that erupted between the two professors. He looked back and forth at Lily Evans and Snape, noticing the faces of the two of them, and when he saw the fierce look on Snape's face, he immediately turned his gaze to Lily at the door, looking at her in distress, as if the situation was far beyond the scope of his abilities and emotional intelligence.

However, Liu Quan, who appeared as Lily, didn't pay attention to Filch's expression. Her gaze went down Snape's half-lifted robe, rolled up to the knee-length trouser legs, and the equally pale and thin leg that peeked out under the robe, all the way to the horrible bleeding wound on her calf. Her eyes darkened, and she sighed softly.

She bent down, not glancing at Filch, and reached out to him for the medicine and bandages he was holding.

"Mr. Filch, please give me these things. You don't have anything to do here, you can go and do something else. Without hesitation, she said softly, but unquestionably, to the old schoolworker.

Before Filch could react, Snape immediately shouted, "No, don't give it to her! What are you doing here? I don't need you to take care of my business—"

"This is the faculty lounge, Severus. Liu Quan still stared at the hideous wound on his calf, and replied in a calm tone.

"Of course I have the right to use it. And, I don't think I can leave my injured colleague alone. If you have any doubts, maybe you can ask Professor Dumbledore and see if he will punish me for my actions tonight?"

Snape glared at her angrily, holding his breath, as if he wanted to kick her out of the staff lounge or deduct a hundred points from Gryffindor House from which she graduated.

Filch looked left and right at the top of the two of them, and finally made a speculative decision.

He put the medicine and bandages on the table next to him, lowered his head deeply, muttering something in his mouth, maybe some nonsense like "curfew time is almost up, I have to catch those little ghosts who dare to break the school rules", hurried around Liu Quan, exited the faculty lounge, and closed the door.

Snape glared at Filch's back, his face turning blue with anger.

Liu Quan calmly squatted down at his feet, and took the medicine on the table to apply it to him. His injured leg looked terrible, and she shuddered when her fingertips touched the wound.

Snape looked down at her and said sarcastically, "Why, bloodsickness? You can leave right now, I think I can do it myself-"

"You've been hiding it for days, Severus?" said Willow Springs, bowing her head, very carefully and slowly, dipped her fingertips in white fresh and lightly touched the wound, not even dragging her fingers, as if she feared that the slightest movement would tear the terrible wound bigger and more out of control.

"What kind of beast did you provoke one day? Not even a troll can hurt you like this......" she continued, as if she were unaware of his mission.

Snape threw his head back and let out a long exhale, as if he couldn't take it anymore.

"Don't tell me you don't know what the hell Albus is up to. He replied in a foul-tempered tone. "I don't believe you haven't tried to go down there. Albus must have given you some boring assignment as well......"

Liu Quan looked up at his face, but on his face, she saw nothing.

"Yes," she said simply, and turned back to take a roll of bandages from the table and unfolded them, intending to wrap the wound. "But that doesn't include fighting Lowe alone. Severus, why don't you ask someone who knows how to deal with that bad guy first?"

Snape snorted in exasperation and glared at her viciously.

"Damn it," he shouted angrily, "even if you know how to deal with it, how can you keep three heads on your head at the same time?"

Willow Spring hadn't answered, but suddenly, Snape's face jerked up as if it had been burned by fire. His face turned bad almost instantly, and he roared, "...... Potter!"