HP: I’m working on redemption at Hogwarts

It was another morning, and students from various colleges in the auditorium were gathering at the dining table to eat a delicious and rich breakfast.

One person at the long Slytherin table was not so happy eating.

"Draco, you look just a little red. Do you want to be so exaggerated?" Blaise poked Draco's index finger that was raised when he was holding the spoon in his right hand, causing Draco to drop the spoon in pain. It fell into the bowl.

"Yes, Draco, why don't you go to the hospital wing and take a look? Daphne was also bitten by the mandrake, which was not as serious as yours." Pansy was really concerned, and cautiously wanted to step forward and touch her. Draco avoided touching Draco's red and swollen index finger.

Daphne too...

Astoria, who had lowered her head to eat seriously, finally couldn't help but raise her head and shift her attention. Daphne was seen sitting in the corner of the small group, silently eating breakfast oats. Due to the shadow of the crowd, Astoria could not clearly see whether the injury to her raised little finger was serious.

"Didn't I say that Mandrake is mostly used in healing potions? It shouldn't be a big deal, right?" For some reason, Draco noticed Astoria's eyes looking up from the opposite corner and said inexplicably.

Seeing this, Pansy naturally couldn't say anything to dissuade her, so she sighed helplessly and continued eating.

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Mandrake, also known as mandrake root, is a powerful restorative used to restore transformed or cursed people to their original state.

As for the recovery after being bitten by it, in fact, it will be no big deal after a few days. It feels like the soreness of the leg muscles after running 800 meters and needs to heal itself.

As for its antidote, well, Astoria actually knows something...

"Three wormwood stalks, one hops, one coriander slice, add water, stir and boil..."

In the pitch-black Potions classroom, the windows were tightly closed by pure black curtains, and the only light was the dim candlelight flickering on the corner of the table.

Astoria stood next to the operating table. The bubbling cauldron on the table was continuously raising wisps of white mist. She took out a small rhizome of mandrake from her small pocket and threw it in with a plop. In the crucible, it instantly melted into one with the lavender liquid inside.

"Hiss... why didn't it change color?" Astoria looked at the still turbid color in the crucible in front of her, and with a puzzled face, she picked up the bookmarked page in the book of magic and potions and looked at it carefully.

She stretched out her fingers to carefully read the antidote steps line by line, but still didn't come to any conclusion.

"That's right, add mandrake root, the color of the turbidity will change, and clear water will appear!"

Bang! ! !

A huge banging sound came from behind, the sound of the classroom wooden door hitting the wall. For some unknown reason, Astoria subconsciously blew out the candle and squatted down at the bottom of the table.

Without the wooden door to block it, the cold wind in the basement corridor hit the classroom entrance in waves, and Astoria shivered unconsciously.

"Who's here!" Along with the cold wind came the frightening and deep warning voice that entered the classroom.

Astoria quietly looked through the gap in the console and saw Professor Snape wearing a large black robe, almost blending into the dark environment. His face was stern, and his eyes were sharp and cold as he glanced over. Astoria immediately retracted her head and hid inside.

pata_pata_pata_

The sound of footsteps hitting the wooden floor was particularly abrupt in this extremely silent classroom. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Astoria held the table legs tightly with both hands and swallowed nervously. He was drooling and his pupils were full of fear.

"Come out!" The dark blue tablecloth under the operating table was suddenly pulled open, and Professor Snape's expressionless, dark pupils were directed towards Astoria, who was curled up in the corner under the table.

"Sorry, Professor, I just want to make the potion!" Astoria closed her eyes tightly in fear, not daring to raise her head to face Professor Snape's dark and cold eyes.

"It's lunch break now. Maybe you shouldn't be smart enough to preview at this time. What's more..."

Professor Snape paused, his narrow eyes squinting at the turbid liquid in the cauldron.

"You're not previewing, are you?"

"Sorry, Professor." Astoria bowed nervously and kept apologizing. She felt as if her heartbeat was about to beat out of her chest at this moment, for fear that Snape would deduct Slytherin house points from her.

"You should take the cauldron off the fire and add the mandrake." Professor Snape said in disgust, unwilling to take another look at the failed product in the cauldron.

"What?" Astoria hasn't figured out the situation yet. Does Professor Snape seem to be helping her answer her confusion?

"That book is an abbreviated version, with one step missing." Professor Snape closed his eyes slightly and answered the Slytherin student impatiently.

"what?"

Snape was really impressed by Astoria's stupidity. How could he, a Slytherin, be so stupid as a pig and not listen to instructions...

"I...I understand, Professor, thank you." Astoria noticed Professor Snape's speechless expression and immediately bowed nervously at 90 degrees to thank him seriously.

When Astoria's waist was bent sore, she still didn't hear any movement. She carefully stood up straight and raised her head, only to realize that Professor Snape was no longer in front of her eyes.

"Huh... Professor Snape doesn't look as scary as everyone says!"

Astoria quickly added the herbal ingredients as Professor Snape reminded her to cook. Finally, before adding the mandrake roots, she took the crucible out of the low heat and placed it on the table to cool before adding the mandrake. Finally, the crucible was filled with The turbid color finally turned into a transparent color.

"Yes! Success!"

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In the Slytherin lounge, Astoria walked cautiously to the door of Daphne's dormitory. She hesitated for a moment and was about to knock on the door, but saw the dormitory door open automatically and Pansy walked out.

"What are you doing here?" Pansy frowned displeased and asked.

"I..." Astoria pursed her lips nervously, not knowing how to speak. Pansy was followed closely by Daphne walking out of the house. Astoria's pupils immediately lit up with surprise in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Daphne's eyebrows softened a little when she saw Astoria, but her tone was still awkwardly cold.

"I want to give you something." Astoria raised the corners of her mouth with a sweet and cute smile.

"Go out and talk." Daphne said slowly. The three of them were crowded in the corridor of the girls' dormitory, which was too crowded with people coming and going.

Soon, the three of them came to the lounge together. When they saw Pansy and Astoria walking out side by side, Blaise, who was still joking and chatting with Theodore on the sofa in the corner, immediately felt interesting, and a surprised light flashed in his eyes. After all, Blaise often heard from Pansy about her dissatisfaction with Astoria, but to put it bluntly, it was still essentially related to Draco.

"Little Leah, this is your first time coming here with Pansy!" Blaise curled his lips interestingly, his tone full of ridicule.

Astoria heard the provocative meaning behind Blaise's words. After thinking for a moment, she still didn't respond to his words and just silently smiled awkwardly.

"What did you want to give me just now?" Daphne turned sideways, leaned slightly and spoke in Astoria's ear.

"Oh, yes, this!" Astoria took out a test tube from the pocket of her inner robe, which contained a transparent liquid that looked like water.

"What is this?" Daphne tilted her head in confusion, seeming a little confused.

"I noticed the injury on your little finger this morning and overheard your conversation. This is the mandrake antidote I prepared."

"Is there an antidote for this thing?" Pansy asked questioningly, looking Astoria up and down with disdain in her eyes, obviously not expecting her to be able to concoct anything good.

Daphne also did not take the test tube, but looked at Astoria with a slightly confused look. All that could be felt was Astoria's eyes filled with anticipation and worry about her wounds.

The bright light in Astoria's eyes gradually dimmed, and she was about to withdraw her hand with some disappointment.

"Thank you."

Daphne's voice rang from her ears, and Astoria looked up suddenly, only to see that her hand that was about to take back was firmly held by Daphne. She slowly pulled out the test tube in Astoria's hand, and held it carefully. In arms.

Astoria's eyes were filled with surprise, and the corners of her mouth could not help but raise. She looked up at Daphne motionlessly, her eyes filled with images of her sister accepting her heart.

Daphne opened the cork and curled her lips stiffly at Astoria. To outsiders, such a stiff expression looked like she was preparing to die. Forgive Daphne, but she just hasn't learned how to get along well with her sister. Gentle smile...

Daphne was about to drink the potion, but Astoria grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"Wait, it's not for drinking." Astoria awkwardly stopped Daphne's abnormal behavior, narrowed her eyes into two slits in embarrassment, and smiled awkwardly at Daphne.

"Uh...oh." Daphne curled her lips, turned her hand, and slowly poured the liquid in the test tube onto the red and swollen wound on her little finger.

The cool touch came into contact with her skin. Daphne felt an inexplicable itch on her little finger, and her fingers subconsciously curled up and hooked her palm.

Immediately afterwards, the conspicuous redness and swelling on the little finger slowly subsided, and soon no trace was left at all. This transformation was witnessed by everyone present. Blaise and Pansy looked at Astoria with wide eyes in disbelief and admiration.

In the corner, Theodore slowly closed the dull and dense book full of words. His eyes lingered on Astoria unknowingly, watching the phenomena in her that continued to exceed his own awareness, and his blue eyes endured. He couldn't help but squint slightly, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Does it still hurt? Is it itchy?" Pansy immediately came forward and pinched Daphne's little finger, which had become normal, and couldn't help but question.

Daphne casually hooked her little finger and shook her head slowly. "It seems...completely recovered."

"Fuck you, you're so awesome!" Pansy couldn't control her excitement and slapped Astoria from behind. Then she coughed a few times and turned her head awkwardly as if she felt it didn't fit her ladylike persona. go.

"For a freshman, it's not bad!"

"What are you talking about? What's not bad?" Draco's voice came from far and near. I saw Draco slowly approaching the door with Goyle and Crabbe. The expression on his face seemed a little unknown. of anger.

"Draco, who messed with you?" Blaise looked at Draco's expression with gloating and asked gossiping.

"Don't mention it, damn Saint Po Te! I will definitely not let him go!" Draco's words made everyone present guess that he must have been frustrated by the savior.

"By the way, what were you talking about just now?" Draco didn't want to dwell on the things that made him embarrassed, so he quickly looked at Astoria curiously and asked.

"We are talking about the Mandrake antidote, look at Daphne's hand!" Pansy took Daphne's little finger and showed it in front of Draco. Draco's eyes widened in shock as he looked at Daphne's fingers that had returned to their original fair skin color.

"We were all bitten, why did you get better first?"

"Astoria prepared the antidote for me." Daphne retracted her fingers in embarrassment, slightly raised the corners of her mouth and spoke with a pleased and proud tone.

"Antidote?"

"Yeah, by the way, I also noticed this morning that your fingers were red and swollen, which was affecting your eating. This is the mandrake antidote I made. If you don't mind it..."

Astoria nodded slowly and took out the remaining bottle of test tube from her pocket, which contained the same transparent liquid as the bottle just now.

"Are you so worried about me? You noticed the wound on my finger..." Draco didn't know why, but it seemed that he only heard Astoria worrying about him. His cheeks turned red for no reason, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Yi said to herself proudly.

"Well, if Pansy hadn't cared about what you said this morning, I wouldn't have noticed..." Astoria nodded slightly and handed the test tube in her hand to Draco.

"Did you find out because of Pansy?"

"Yes." Astoria nodded obediently, not realizing that Draco's expression in front of her was wrong. His brows were knitted together and his gray-blue eyes were inexplicably dark. His eyes staring at Astoria were full of dissatisfaction.

Seeing that Draco didn't take the potion for a long time, Astoria nervously squeezed the test tube in her hand, thinking that Draco didn't want to accept it. Her eyebrows instantly drooped, and her long and thick eyelashes trembled. He couldn't hide the cautious and lonely mood in his eyes at all.

"If you don't want it—"

"Who said I don't want it!" Draco interrupted suddenly, raised his hand and snatched the test tube from Astoria's hand, turned around to catch a glimpse of Blaise and Theodore's teasing and appreciative eyes, pursed his lips and turned around I carried the test tube upstairs and returned to my dormitory.

"Remember to rub it on the wound!" Thinking of the misunderstanding just now, Astoria did not forget to remind Draco's back loudly. Unexpectedly, his pace went faster.

"You messed with Draco, why did he run away when he saw you!" Pansy said with some gloating, as if she was very satisfied with the stiffness of the relationship between the two.

"I don't know either..." Astoria blinked helplessly, stared confusedly in the direction Draco left and shook her head.

"Silly Leah, isn't this obvious?" Blaise looked at these two little fools and sighed helplessly. But everyone can see the gossip and schadenfreude he hides here.

"Do you know?" Well, only Astoria, a simple child, asked Blaise for help seriously. She blinked her dazzling blue eyes like gems, and stared at Blaise intently, as if in her eyes It's just him.

"Ahem..." Blaise was shocked by his inexplicable thoughts and coughed awkwardly a few times to prevent his mind from getting lost in Astoria's eyes.

"Draco may just want you to pay more attention to him..." Blaise himself inexplicably became less and less confident as he spoke, and his voice finally became smaller and smaller in Astoria's eyes that were simply and inexplicably hungry for answers.

"Huh! Blaise, you obviously don't know it yourself, so you're just pretending to understand!" Pansy complained speechlessly as Blaise's voice became smaller and smaller.

"You care about me!" Blaise didn't know what happened to him. He bit his lower lip and replied angrily, then turned his head and stopped answering.