"Ron, what are you doing in a daze!" Hermione immediately kicked Ron. "Don't hurry up and deal with the current situation!"

"Leave the two prefects in order!" Hermione raised her wand.

She played the role of maintaining order.

"Professor Trelawney, I don't want to comfort you as a teacher as a student, but if you keep screaming, it may cause a riot. ”

Hermione quickly walked over to Trelawney's side to remind her.

Trelawney looked innocently at Hermione with her pitiful eyes, her screams turning into sobbing and sobbing, and she pulled out her handkerchief to wipe her tears.

The surrounding students all looked at the divination professor in horror. Her apocalyptic appearance, as if Voldemort had suddenly appeared in the auditorium. The same

"The other prefects came with us to get Professor McGonagall to the infirmary. Hermione said loudly.

The next few senior prefects and normal teachers finally came to their senses and sent McGonagall to the infirmary.

A moment of chaos overwhelmed them.

It wouldn't have been like this if Dumbledore had been around.

Many students suddenly miss their former principals.

"Potter. Slughorn put down his teacup and grabbed Harry.

"Take me to Minerva's office. He said.

"Yes, yes, sir. ”

Harry and the Potions professor looked at each other for a few moments, then nodded, and led Slughorn and the others out of the auditorium before parting.

Because McGonagall's office is not on their way.

After a few minutes, Professor McGonagall and several of her students were taken to the infirmary and placed on an empty hospital bed.

"What's wrong with her?" Fleur probed with her wand raised.

A white halo swirled back and forth over Professor McGonagall's face. This is a cursory examination of the magic of curses and poisons.

If a black mist appears, it proves the presence of poison and curses.

Professor McGonagall was now lying flat on her bed, looking as if she were asleep.

Professor McGonagall fainted without warning. Hermione said.

"Is that so?" Fleur frowned, thinking, not feeling better.

She had some contact with the old lady during the holidays.

I have a lot of respect and affection for this seemingly serious, but actually kind old lady.

When I was free before, I often asked myself if I was suitable for life at Hogwarts, and I was very concerned about myself.

"I don't know, at least as far as I can tell, she's just asleep pretty normally. Fleur's fair face showed a look of extreme helplessness

As far as magic was showing so far, she hadn't detected any signs of curse or poisoning. She said solemnly.

"Of course you can't check it out" Before the Slughor arrived, the voice came into the hospital room first

Then his tumbling belly first pushed through the door, and then the whole person squeezed in, and the big movement seemed to almost break the opening of the vest.

He still held a glass in his left hand, looking back and forth with his gaze, shaking his head from time to time.

He took a deep breath at the potted plant, revealing a look of intoxication, but for a moment a look of regret and admiration was mixed.

In his right hand he also carried a house-elf.

Harry then walked in with a look of hatred

"We had bad luck. ”

"Severus Snape is a traitor. He shrugged, his stomach shaking unconsciously.

"If I'm not mistaken. He added.

"Minerva is not in danger of her life for the time being. ”

"Danger to life?"

"I said the wrong thing, and I won't do it again. ”

Slughorn smiled awkwardly.

He put on his gloves and held up the teacup that was still warm in his hand.

And he said to the multitude,

"Snape is a Potions Master for all his time. ”

"The "poison" in Professor Minerva should be his improved variant of the Water of Life and Death"

He lifted the teacup, which was still warm, and sniffed it.

"Purple spider plant, red ink powder, licorice ......"

"Purple spider plant can neutralize the violent medicinal properties, but it prolongs the effect, the use of the dust of the red ink stone is unknown, I didn't expect it to be used to balance the medicinal properties......"

The students stared blankly at what the man was saying.

They hadn't heard of these herbs.

"Genius idea!" Slughorn waved his fist with a youthful expression, the chandelier above his head illuminating his bald head.

"I'm sorry, the devil's idea. He bowed his head slightly. "Occupational diseases are always committed. ”

"And this plant. He said to the student in front of him.

The green leaves have now turned red, and the bright red flowers at the tips are blooming so enchantingly and swaying.

Even if the whole plant is immersed in water, you can still smell the intoxicating aroma

"The lampshade of Minerva's office chandelier has only a very thin layer of wood, cobweb-like fine lines, it is a rare wood, I have seen, it speeds up the flow of blood. ”

A group of people listened in a fog.

"So, sir, what the hell is going on?" asked Ron.

As the prefect of Gryffindor, he was still a little impatient.

"To put it simply, Snape used a subtle way, through various channels, to covertly poison the poison to delay the time for the poison to take effect, so that we missed the best time for treatment, and also let him escape. ”

The Spyrt grass he gave to Minerva was a primer for induction. ”

"He didn't poison me, because he was afraid that I would find out, and although I wasn't as good as him, I was an expert in it. ”

"And this elf. ”

"Recover!"

"Fool, fool, how dare you do this to your king. The house-elf was full of filthy insults and looked very arrogant. ”

"Imperi Curse?" Slughorn tapped the house-elf on the head.

The house-elf's eyes were confused for a moment, and then he burst into tears.

"I'm a bad guy who insulted the identity of a house-elf and hurt my master, and I should be fired. ”

With the values of the elves, being fired is a shame worse than death.

"I think it put some poison in the tea of a few teachers. Slughorn said.

"It's not its fault. Hermione said distressedly, and she pulled out her wand and cast a stun spell to stun the elf who was trying to grab the ground with his head, or it would continue

Although she is not a prefect, she also followed

Dumbledore had said countless times that Snape was one of the people he trusted the most, but he didn't expect to do such a thing.

"Can this poison be cured?" she asked.

"It's hard. ”

This is a modified "poison", and in nature it is impossible to speculate on the principle of ordinary poison. ”

"Snape is very well set up, sacrificing the time and properties of the drug in exchange for a higher anti-detoxification ability. ”

"I can only try as much as I can. Slughorn sighed helplessly.

"What about Professor Flitwick?"

"He's pretty much the same. ”

He could only use a few brief spells now, and he still seized the gap in laughter to release it.

That hoarse laugh was terrifying.

If you forcibly suppress it, you will suspect that the throat will burst out.

"The problem is serious now. Slughorn said suddenly.

"Will they get worse?" asked Hermione urgently,

"Not really, I've quickly prepared two healing potions. ”

"But if you want to be healed, you have to ......," the Potions professor grimaced, and said no more.

"Thank you for your help. Hermione bit her lip and could only bow slightly, then quickly raised her head and continued to ask.

"And what serious problem you just mentioned?" For a moment, it seemed as if she was the prefect.

"You've lost three teachers all at once. Slughorn said helplessly.