I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Rove walked along the dark corridor 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. After he glanced at Rove, he didn't speak. He just made room for a little space. After the boy passed through, he slammed the door shut again.

Rove, who was holding his breath, got away from Professor Snape, and then gasped for breath. He smelled a strong smell of formalin.

The teenager looked up, and the decoration style here was very similar to that of a potion classroom. On the shelves along the wall, there were many large glass jars, and various animals were suspended in the jars.

Professor Dumbledore was sitting on a chair and drinking tea. After seeing Rove, he greeted him and conjured a chair and a cup of tea for him.

Rove sat down on the chair and whispered, "Professor, what do you want from me?"

Dumbledore made an appointment to meet tonight in Snape's office, otherwise Rove would definitely not come alone.

"I heard from Mr. Filch that you opened a Celia's magical animal store." Dumbledore took a sip of tea and said, "Specially treating students' pets for diseases?"

Rove nodded hesitantly, thinking to himself, wouldn't it be to illegally ban him?

"Don't be nervous, Rove." Dumbledore gestured to the young man to drink tea, and he smiled, "I asked you to come here because I want you to help cure the illness."

"Who is it for?" Rove picked up his teacup and asked curiously, "Are Professor Snape's animals sick?"

"No, to treat Professor Snape."

Rove, who had just sipped his tea, almost spit it out when he heard this sentence.

He swallowed forcefully, coughed a few times, grinned his teeth and said, "Professor Dumbledore, I'm a veterinarian, and Professor Snape is sick, shouldn't he go to Madam Pomfrey?

Professional wrong! "

Rove did treat wizards, but they were all Hogwarts witches, gynecological diseases like Ravenclaw's Penelope.

He can't look at andrology, and it's useless to find him early for any impotence.

Professor Snape's face darkened in an instant, and he was about to make a habitual sarcasm and deduct two points, but Dumbledore looked at him and urged:

"Quickly unbutton your pants, why are you shy, Professor Snape?"

Professor Snape's face became even darker, like his black oily head, and his whole body was also twisted.

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

He's so twitchy too.

Professor Snape's movements were stiff, and he gave Rove a stern look. After a while, he lifted his robe to above his knees, revealing his big white legs.

Unexpectedly, Professor Snape was unkempt, his hair could squeeze out two kilograms of bio-oil, but his legs were unexpectedly white and slender.

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

That worldly desire disappeared in an instant.

"The wound 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?"

Speaking of this, Snape became a little annoyed. On the eve of Halloween, when he heard the trolls invading, he realized that someone wanted to go to the restricted area, and then he went to stop it.

Unexpectedly, he was bitten by Hagrid's big stupid dog as soon as he entered. If he hadn't run fast, he would have already received a disability certificate and started to use a wheelchair.

"Professor Snape used white meat, but he couldn't heal the wound." Dumbledore said softly:

"Rove, since you are a veterinarian and have learned a lot from Newt, can you treat the bite wound of the three-headed dog?"

"There is a special venom in the teeth of the three-headed dog, which will prevent the wound from healing, and a special antidote must be brewed." Rove was a little puzzled: "But Fox, can't use its tears?"

"Fox delivered a letter and won't be back in a short time," Dumbledore said.

Fox had two letters to deliver, one to Newt, who was still in Albania, and one to... Nurmengard.

Neither are short distances.

Rove also sighed, Fox is really hard, as a phoenix, he has to do the work of an owl all day long.

If you are willing to come to him, you can eat and die every day!

Sure enough, those who can't get it are always in turmoil, and those who are favored have nothing to fear!

"What did Madam Pomfrey say?"

"Madame Pomfrey is not a veterinarian, and she has never been exposed to a case of a three-headed dog bite. Her suggestion is to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic." Dumbledore said:

"But now Hogwarts cannot do without Professor Snape."

Rove took a pair of tweezers from the workbench and poked at the wound, very much like the scene where he used goblins to fiddle with the feces of the Moon Crazy Beast.

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

[An adult wild wizard was detected, triggering side mission 1]

Help Severus Snape heal his leg, reward:

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

[Submission 2]

Completing Snape's Hair Cleaning job rewards:

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

[Submission 3]

Complete Snape's 100% domestication, reward:

[Snape's potion talent, permanent]

(Task not completed)]

"..."

Seeing the boy's silence, Dumbledore asked softly, "Is it difficult?"

Rove shook his head. When he took the three-headed dog Lu Wei back to the box to clean his teeth, he had studied its venom.

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

Scamander, how many Masters of Fantastic Beasts have been born in the past, and some people have raised three-headed dogs.

So ask those portraits in the black leather case, and soon someone has the recipe for the antidote.

The only problem is...

"I do know how to prepare antidote potions, but some potions, with my current ability, definitely can't be brewed." Rove spread his hands.

He is like a rookie who has mastered the secrets of martial arts, but his internal strength is not enough, so he can't show the unique skills passed down in his family.

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

He is a potion master, as long as he is given the formula, he can successfully brew potions of any level of difficulty.

In fact, given enough time, he could also research the antidote for the three-headed dog, but with that time, Fox was back, and the injury on his leg waited for no one.

"This...Professor Snape, this is an old secret recipe passed down from my ancestors." Rove looked 'difficult'.

"Then what do you say?!" Snape said angrily.

"That's good. You can cook the most difficult potions, but I will cook the simpler ones myself. This way, it can cure your illness and won't reveal the antidote formula."

Snape's lips curled up, and he showed a disdainful smile, as long as he was given the potion, he would be able to analyze the ingredients in no time, it didn't matter if it was kept secret or not.

He said yes immediately.

Rove also laughed, and he tried to say: "But I don't have the ingredients to brew the potion, you have to give me some."

"..."

Rove fumbled from his bosom and took out a piece of parchment. This was the purchase list that needed to be purchased in Diagon Alley. He smeared out the "Purchase List" and added a lot of magic materials behind it.

For example, the ivermectin potion used to treat moon demented beasts.

On the basis of the original, Rove changed the weight of many one ounces to ten ounces.

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

Professor Snape took the parchment, glanced at the contents, his nose was almost crooked... Are you here to buy? !

"The skin of the African tree snake is used to make the compound potion. You need it too? I don't even have the horn of the poisonous horned beast! You want too much!!"

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

"You don't think it's too much, I don't think it's too much, you won't be charged for medical treatment, and there is a risk of the old secret recipe being 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 buy it."

"..."

After the boy left, Snape couldn't wait to say: "The antidote doesn't need these materials at all."

"It's okay, when it is reported to the school director at the end of the year, it will be used as teaching consumables." Dumbledore said without changing his face: "Anyway, it is spent on the school director's money."

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

Dumbledore glanced at Snape, you want to buy a whole dragon, of course you will be rejected!

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

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

"He is greedy, tyrannical, 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 was what you expected to see, Severus." Dumbledore picked up the cup and said calmly:

"Other teachers said that the kid was humble, easy-going, and willing to help others. He helped poor classmates, and when Malfoy was in danger, he stood up regardless of his own safety.

After defeating the troll, he helped to heal. I haven't seen this kind of kindness for a long time.

He met an annoying professor who was injured, and although he asked for a lot, he was willing to help with the treatment..."

Snape narrowed his eyes as he wondered who the "disgusting professor" was.

"You will regret it!" Snape snorted coldly, "Could it be that your heart has softened because of your age?"

"It has nothing to do with age, Severus, oh... maybe I'm old. There are never enough woolen socks, people just send me books." Dumbledore smiled and said:

"Anyway, I like this kid."

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(Thanks to "The most immortal world can't keep it", "Book friends 20200714205032252", "I love to swim in the water" for their rewards)