Chapter 135

Snape closed his experimental notebook and looked up at Devereaux, who was slumped in a chair.

At this time, De Vero looked like an eggplant in a vegetable field that had been hit by a cold wave.

Lifeless.

The Lovegoods and their daughters had already left for the accommodation arranged by the school.

Today's experimental tasks have been completed. In fact, Snape was responsible for most of them.

Ever since Devereux glanced at Luna at the door, he seemed to have been emptied of his soul. He didn't say a word. Even the Lovegoods were frightened by his state.

The meeting was forced to end early.

Snape walked up to Devereaux, his brows furrowed and his tone impatient.

"So are you going to keep acting like this? You can stay as long as you like. Remember to wash the measuring cup."

He finished speaking coldly and turned around to leave.

"The Priory of Tindalos did it, right?"

Devereux spoke suddenly.

Snape stopped in his tracks and was slightly startled.

He didn't expect Devereaux to say this.

"Two weeks ago, Luna was bitten; two weeks ago, I was attacked by the Priory. Before that, I sent letters to Luna and her family, but the owl that attacked me was the same owl they wrote back to me, Professor. Are you unaware of the connection between these two things? "

Snape's face flashed with shock for a moment, but it was quickly covered up and replaced by a touch of cold amusement.

"Oh? So you think you caused her to be infected with lycanthropy? Is this the reason why you are making a bad face now?"

Devero slowly sat up straight and whispered.

"Well...if I hadn't answered that letter to them, they wouldn't have been attacked, and Luna wouldn't have been infected...Her life might have been ruined by me..."

The sound became quieter and quieter, almost inaudible.

Snape's expression suddenly looked like he had swallowed something wrong, his brows furrowed, and he walked to the sink to wash his hands with disgust, as if his hands were stained with intolerable filth.

"Oh my god, I really want to vomit. Why did I accept you as a disciple... I'm so stupid!"

Devero lowered his head and agreed dully.

"Yes, yes, I am a fool..."

This sentence made Snape completely unable to hold back, and his face turned dark. He didn't even turn off the water tap, turned around and stepped in front of Devereux, and lifted him up from the chair.

"Listen up, idiot! You made two unforgivable mistakes!"

Snape's voice was low and powerful. He stared into Devereaux's eyes and spoke at an unusually clear speed.

"First! Xenophilius Lovegood has been publishing content about unspeakable things in newspapers for a long time. It is only a matter of time before he is targeted! You just made things a little earlier! Do you understand? "

Devereaux nodded slightly, but still did not dare to look Snape in the eyes.

"Second! Don't you have a chance to save it? Is she dead? That girl is still alive now. She is standing in front of you, she can still talk and laugh! Since there is still a chance to make up for it, what's the point of looking like you're dead? ?”

After saying that, Snape mercilessly threw Devereux back on the chair, turned towards the sink and picked up a towel.

"Now, go back and take a shower and refresh yourself. Tomorrow's experiment is the first step, and then we will continue to study how to extend the storage time of the potion. Figure out what you should do!"

Devereaux was silent for a moment, then murmured in a low voice, as if speaking to himself or seeking advice.

"To extend the storage time... you can try the condensation process to separate out the core components and store them, and then activate them when needed... However, this may lead to unstable efficacy. Or, use some stable and highly compatible magical medicines. agent..."

He paused, looking a little hesitant.

"Another method is to directly strengthen the active ingredients in the potion, but that may increase the failure rate..."

Snape stopped wiping his hands for a moment, and a rare smile appeared on his lips.

He glanced back at Devereux.

"Well, according to my experience, the second one won't work. The stabilizer will interfere with the efficacy of the medicine. But you can try the first and third ones. You can start this weekend. I originally thought of the first one."

After he finished speaking, he threw the towel on the table and walked towards the door.

"The extension is not enough."

Devereaux suddenly spoke, with an undoubted firmness in his voice.

Snape turned around and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"The wolfsbane potion can only keep her sane during the full moon. That's not enough. I want to make a potion that can completely eradicate lycanthropy!"

Snape was silent for a moment, with a meaningful expression on his face.

"Whatever. It's a hard road, but she'll be at school for a while and you'll have a chance to try. Oh, and don't forget to wash the beaker."

After Snape finished speaking, he left the laboratory, leaving Devereaux alone standing there.

The corners of Devereux's mouth twitched, and he sighed helplessly, walked to the sink, and began to clean the utensils used in the experiment.

The plan for the future gradually became clear in my mind.

The feeling of wanting to do something that he had felt when he saw Neville's parents in the hospital reached its peak at this point.

No matter what.

Even if it is made by birth!

He wants to brew a magic potion that can completely cure lycanthropy!

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Diagon Alley.

Extraordinary Pharmacists Association 2nd floor.

"Sir, is it true that Hogwarts developed a magic potion to cure lycanthropy?"

The man who spoke was short in stature and had fluffy white hair.

Wearing a pinstriped suit, a bright red tie, and a long black cape.

He seems to be a kind old man.

Sir Granger sat opposite him, but his face didn't have much expression, and he seemed a little indifferent.

But Granger, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to be ignoring him.

"It's not that, Fudge, the drug that can keep patients sane while in lycanthropy cannot completely cure lycanthropy."

However, after Fudge heard this, his mood did not change at all, and he still said with a red face.

"Oh my gosh, even if this is the case, it is a huge breakthrough! We in England can produce such results at this international exchange meeting, haha, oh, this is really an incredible event! This session of Magic I am in office It’s a blessing that the department can achieve such results so quickly!”

Granger was looking at Fudge coldly.

This fat-bellied politician probably just wants to take advantage of this opportunity to make some capital.

Then Granger said coldly.

"Oh? Really? With so many things happening recently, it may not necessarily be this year's Ministry of Magic that will participate in this international exchange meeting."

After hearing this, Fudge's expression gradually became stiff, and his originally red face turned slightly pale.

(Third update! Two more to come!)