Chapter 58 You Will Regret This, Dumbledore!

Rolf walked along the dark corridor and came to Professor Snape's office. He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he heard a creak and the door was opened.

Professor Snape's sallow face poked out from inside. He glanced at Rolf and didn't say anything. He just made some space for the boy to pass through and then closed the door again.

Rolf, holding his breath, was away from Professor Snape and gasped. He smelled a strong smell of formalin.

The boy looked up and saw that the decoration style here was very similar to that of the potion classroom. There were many large glass jars on the shelves along the wall, and various animals were suspended in the jars.

Professor Dumbledore was sitting on a chair, drinking tea. When he saw Rolf, he greeted him and conjured up a chair and a cup of tea for him.

Rolf sat down on the chair and whispered, "Professor, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Dumbledore arranged the meeting place tonight in Snape's office, otherwise Rolf would definitely not come alone.

"I heard from Mr. Filch that you opened a Celia Magical Animal Store." Dumbledore took a sip of tea and said, "Specializing in treating diseases for students' pets?"

Rolf nodded hesitantly, thinking, it's not like he's going to be illegally banned, right?

"Don't be nervous, Rolf." Dumbledore gestured to the boy to drink tea, and he smiled and said, "I asked you to come here to help treat the disease."

"Who to treat?" Rolf picked up the teacup and asked curiously, "Are the animals raised by Professor Snape sick?"

"No, I'm treating Professor Snape."

Rolf, who had just taken a sip of tea, almost spit it out after hearing this.

He swallowed it hard, coughed a few times, and grinned: "Professor Dumbledore, I'm a veterinarian. Professor Snape is sick, shouldn't he go to Madam Pomfrey?

The profession is not right!"

Rove did see wizards, but they were all witches from Hogwarts, like Ravenclaw's Penelope, who had gynecological diseases.

He couldn't treat men's diseases, and it was useless to go to him for impotence and premature ejaculation.

Professor Snape's face darkened instantly. He was about to make a habitual sarcastic remark and deduct two more points, but Dumbledore looked at him and urged:

"Hurry up and unbutton your pants, why are you shy, Professor Snape?"

Professor Snape's face became darker, and like his black oily hair, the whole person became shy.

This reminded Rove of when he was a child in his previous life, he was taken to the hospital for an injection, and in front of a large group of nurses, he was asked to take off his pants.

He was also so shy.

Professor Snape's movements were stiff, and he glared at Rove fiercely. After a moment, he lifted his robe above his knees, revealing his long white legs.

I didn't expect that Professor Snape was unkempt, and his hair could squeeze out two kilograms of biological oil, but his legs were surprisingly white and slender.

However, one leg was tightly wrapped in a bandage. After he untied the bandage, he revealed a bloody and bloody leg.

That kind of worldly desire disappeared instantly.

"Wounds bitten by the three-headed dog?" Rove observed for a moment and asked knowingly: "Professor Snape, did you disobey Dumbledore's order and go to the restricted area?"

When it comes to this, Snape is a little angry. On Halloween Eve, he heard the troll invasion and realized that someone wanted to go to the restricted area, so he went to stop it.

Who knew that he was bitten by Hagrid's big stupid dog as soon as he entered. If he hadn't run fast, he would have received a disability certificate and started to sit in a wheelchair.

"Professor Snape used difficile, but it didn't heal the wound." Dumbledore whispered:

"Rolf, since you are a veterinarian and have learned a lot from Newt, can you treat the wounds bitten by the three-headed dog?"

"There is a special venom in the teeth of the three-headed dog that will prevent the wound from healing. A special antidote must be made." Rolf was puzzled and said, "But what about Fawkes? Can't we use its tears?"

"Fawkes went to deliver a letter and won't be back for a short time." Dumbledore said.

Fawkes was going to deliver two letters, one to Newt who was still in Albania, and the other to... Nurmengard.

Neither of them was a short journey.

Rolf also sighed. Fawkes was really hard. As a phoenix, he had to do the work of an owl all day long.

If you are willing to come to him, you can eat and wait for death every day!

Sure enough, those who can't get it are always in turmoil, and those who are favored are fearless!

"What did Madam Pomfrey say?"

"Madam Pomfrey is not a veterinarian, and she has never come across a case of a three-headed dog bite. Her suggestion is to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries." Dumbledore said:

"But Hogwarts still cannot do without Professor Snape now."

Rolf took a pair of tweezers from the workbench and poked at the wound, just like the scene of him using a goblin to fiddle with the feces of a moon-crazed beast.

At this moment, there was a sudden "ding" sound in the boy's brain.

[An adult wild wizard is detected, triggering side quest 1]

Help Severus Snape heal his leg injury, reward:

[Snape's potion talent, valid for two months]

[Side quest 2]

Complete Snape's hair cleaning, reward:

[Snape's potion talent, valid for one year]

[Side quest 3]

Complete Snape's 100% domestication, reward:

[Snape's potion talent, permanent]

(Task not completed)]

"..."

Seeing the boy in silence, Dumbledore asked softly: "Is it difficult?"

Rolf shook his head. He had studied the venom of the three-headed dog Luwei when he took him back to the box to clean his teeth.

A three-headed dog is an extremely rare magical creature, but what's Rolf's last name?

Scamander, there have been so many masters of magical animals for generations, and there is always someone who has raised a three-headed dog.

Therefore, ask the portraits in the black suitcase and someone will soon give you the recipe for the antidote.

The only problem is...

"I do know how to prepare antidote potions, but with my current ability, I definitely can't brew some of them." Luo Fe spread his hands.

He is like a rookie who has mastered the secrets of martial arts, but does not have enough internal strength to show off his family's unique skills.

"You can tell me and I'll cook it," Professor Snape finally said.

He is a master of potions. As long as you give him the formula, he can successfully brew potions of any level and difficulty.

In fact, given enough time, he could also develop the antidote for the three-headed dog, but within that time, Fox was back, and the injury on his leg did not wait for anyone.

"This...Professor Snape, these are all old secret recipes passed down from our ancestors." Rolf looked 'embarrassed' on his face.

"Then what do you think we should do?!" Snape said angrily.

"Okay, that's it. You can brew the most difficult potions, but I'll brew the simpler ones myself. This way I can cure you without leaking the antidote formula."

Snape's lips curled up, and he showed a disdainful smile. As long as he was given the potion, he could quickly analyze the ingredients. It didn't matter whether it was kept secret or not.

He agreed immediately.

Luofu also laughed and said, "But I don't have the ingredients to make the potion. You have to give me some."

"..."

Rolf touched from his arms and took out a piece of parchment. This was a purchase list that needed to be purchased in Diagon Alley. He erased the "Purchase List" and added a lot of magic materials at the back.

For example, the ivermectin potion used to treat Moon Crazy Beast.

Rove also changed many one-ounce weights into ten-ounce weights based on the original ones.

Unlike when he was prescribing medicine to students, the boy seemed worried that Professor Snape wouldn't be able to recognize it, and his handwriting this time was also very neat.

Professor Snape took the parchment and looked at the contents, his nose almost turned mad... Are you here to purchase goods? !

"The skin of the African tree snake is used to brew polyjuice potion. Do you also need it? Even I don't have the horn of the poison horn! You want too much!!"

"Professor Snape, can I, a veterinarian, give you a fake prescription?" Rolf pursed his lips and said:

"You think it's too much, but I think it's too much. I'll treat you for free, and there's a risk that the old secret recipe will be leaked..."

"..."

"Professor Dumbledore, is it difficult to solve?" Rove asked.

"It's not difficult." Dumbledore looked at Snape and said, "Get it from your private medicine store. If it's not enough, report it to Professor McGonagall and let her purchase it."

"..."

After the boy left, Snape immediately said impatiently: "The antidote doesn't require these materials at all."

"It's okay. When I report it to the school director at the end of the year, it will be used as teaching supplies." Dumbledore said without changing his expression: "It's just spending the school director's money anyway."

"When I asked you to purchase potion materials last semester, you were not so easy to talk to." Snape said dissatisfied.

Dumbledore glanced at Snape. If you want to purchase a whole fire dragon, of course you will be rejected!

"You heard what Scamander said, and then you took a look at the injury and knew that I had been to the restricted area, which means he must have been there." Snape thought for a while and said:

"And that giant monster is not something that a first-year wizard can deal with, but he beat the giant monster like that. I suspect that Scamander is secretly learning black magic."

"He is greedy, violent, violates school rules, and has a box containing dangerous magical creatures..." Snape said seriously: "Aren't you worried that he will become the next Dark Lord?"

"What you saw is what you expected to see, Severus." Dumbledore picked up the cup and said calmly:

"Other teachers said that this child was humble, easy-going, and willing to help others. He helped poor classmates and stepped forward regardless of his own safety after Malfoy was in danger.

After defeating the troll, he helped with the treatment. I haven't seen this kind of kindness in a long time.

He met an annoying professor and was injured. Although he wanted a lot of things, he was willing to help with treatment..."

Snape narrowed his eyes as he thought about who the "annoying professor" was.

"You will regret it!" Snape snorted coldly: "Are you soft-hearted because you are older?"

"It has nothing to do with age, Severus, oh... maybe it's because I'm old. Woolen socks are never enough. People only give me books." Dumbledore said with a smile:

"Anyway, I like this kid."

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