Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

The conversation lasted until midnight. They tasted Mrs. Weasley's new homemade cake and drank two bottles of old mead collected by the Black family. In Sirius' words - "Wine is for drinking.

Putting them in a cellar won't make them more numerous."

It wasn't until Ginny yawned and fell asleep three times on the table that everyone tidied up the kitchen and returned to the room to rest.

There was no breakfast the next day, and even Mrs. Weasley, whose biological clock was always stable, slept in.

To be honest, the gloomy environment of the Black family's old residence does make people not want to get up early.

When Glenn came downstairs, Percy was alone in the kitchen.

Last night, the twins knocked him down with a bowl of soup. He was taken upstairs to rest early and didn't even get a bite of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Under the dim light of the kitchen, he poured himself a cup of hot tea and was rubbing his temples to relieve the headache caused by his hangover.

Seeing Glenn come in, he picked up the kettle, poured a glass and handed it over, chatting casually.

During the conversation, Glenn learned that he had given up his pursuit of Penello and planned to concentrate on preparing for the war and strive to obtain 12 certificates of excellence so as to find a decent job in the Ministry of Magic.

After hearing what he said, Glenn was relieved.

Although he and Penello couldn't be said to be very close, they still had a good relationship in the academy. To her, Percy, who valued power more than family, was not really a good match.

The Christmas holidays were not long. Everyone stayed in Grimmauld Place for a few days and helped Sirius do a general cleaning, finally restoring some brightness to the gloomy old Black family house.

Under Glenn's special attention, Kreacher secretly took Slytherin's locket into his room.

When they returned to Hogwarts, the medicinal materials Qiu asked Liu Tao to prepare happened to be delivered all the way by Lu Changqing.

That night, Qiu couldn't wait to call Glenn and they went to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Dumbledore was chatting with Professor Snape, and was slightly surprised when he opened the door for them.

When Professor Si left, he took a special look at Qiu. He seemed a little surprised that a student who was not very outstanding in potions could solve Dumbledore's problems that he was helpless to solve.

"You must have just returned from Grimmauld Place. Why are you here in such a hurry?" Dumbledore poured them two cups of tea and asked curiously.

Qiu raised the bag in his hand and said with a smile: "The medicinal materials that can only be found in China have been prepared. It's time to help you solve your physical problems."

She said, pointing to Dumbledore's blackened palm.

Due to the extremely destructive power of the black magic hidden in the ring, the whole hand could not feel any life force.

"So, what do I need to do?" Dumbledore nodded and asked.

Qiu put the medicinal materials on the table and looked around.

"In addition to these, there are also some materials that Professor Snape needs to provide. They should be ready, right?"

"Of course." Dumbledore waved his hand, and a cabinet in the corner opened automatically, revealing the bottles and jars inside.

Qiu inspected it carefully and showed a satisfied look.

"As expected of Professor Snape, the quality of all the materials is top-notch." She said with a smile, "Actually, the treatment process is not troublesome. You just need to insist on taking the medicine on time, and we will do the rest.

That’s it.”

She gently touched the ring on her hand, and a set of simple purple sand decoction pots automatically appeared on Dumbledore's table.

Sumeru Precepts.

This is a unique storage tool in China. The ring is blessed with magic similar to the Traceless Stretching Charm. Glenn also has one on his hand. It is much more practical than the beaded bag Hermione made later.

"This set of medicine pots was given to me by the patriarch when I left Sumire. He said that it can preserve the medicinal properties to the greatest extent." Qiu opened the medicine bag and explained.

"The person who helped you seal the curse in this hand should be Professor Snape, right?" She was busy with her hands and asked casually, "Thanks to his help, I have a way to completely solve it, otherwise it would be

It’s the elders of the family who are here, so I’m afraid there’s nothing we can do.”

She waved her wand gently, took out a small portion of each medicinal ingredient, and placed it gently in the pot.

With the help of magic, even the medicine scale is no longer needed.

"The process of taking the medicine is relatively long, Professor Dumbledore. You need to take it every three days for the next eighty-one days." Qiu said seriously, "This stage is mainly to prevent the destructive power of the curse through the effect of the medicine.

Strengthen it over time and block it completely."

Dumbledore nodded again, showing a rare well-behaved expression.

Although he is not afraid of death, if he can have more time to solve the crisis in the magical world, he is naturally willing to cooperate fully.

"Clear water like a spring!"

The wand in Qiu's hand shook, and a stream of clear water gushes out from the tip of the wand, filling the medicine pot.

After fully soaking, she picked up the wand again and lit the fire under the potion with a gentle tap.

Compared with the preparation of potions, the process of decoction is not that complicated, but it takes longer and pays more attention to the control of the fire. Fortunately, with the help of Glenn over the years, Qiu's level of magic spells is far better than that of his peers, and he can

The control of the fire spell is also quite easy.

Dumbledore and Glenn both remained quiet and watched her operations carefully.

When the water in the pot boiled, Qiu raised her head and swept a strand of hair that had fallen down behind her ear.

Half an hour later, she extinguished the flame, waved her hand to conjure a glass, and poured the decoction into which the medicinal ingredients had been filtered.

"Is this good?" Dumbledore looked at the dark medicinal soup in the cup with an unnatural expression.

Indeed, compared to the color of most potions, this decoction obviously does not look very tasty.

"Not yet." Qiu shook her head, poured the medicinal materials back into the pot, and added water to boil.

This time, she picked from the materials prepared by Professor Snape and then added several of them.

The pot boiled again, and she adjusted the flame to a minimum before standing up and sitting down again.

"It's almost done. Just wait until the medicinal effect is fully released." She wiped the sweat from her forehead and explained in a relaxed tone, "Speaking of it, this is the first time I have prepared medicine by myself, but judging from the aroma of the medicine,

, there is no difference from what is introduced in the book.”

After more than half an hour passed, Qiu extinguished the flame again, filtered the medicinal residue twice, and then mixed the two medicinal soups together and poured them into the newly prepared glass pot.

"Okay." She raised her head, smiled, and ordered, "You can put the medicine away and take it in the morning and evening tomorrow. Just heat it up a little when you drink it."