Chapter 552 Precious Antidote, the Most Heartwarming Promise (1/2)

Chapter 552 The precious antidote, the most heart-warming promise

Slughorn opened the medicine box, chopped the herbs very quickly, and added them to a crystal bottle, making a glass of clear liquid in less than two minutes.

"Okay, big boy, drink this."

"What is this?" Ron asked foolishly.

"Well...it will help you to be brave enough to keep you awake when she comes."

Ron's current IQ was not even half of its usual level. He couldn't wait to pick up the cup and drank it all in one breath.

Soon, the silly smile on his face disappeared, replaced by confusion, confusion and panic.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Ecstasy," Harry said, suppressing a smile.

"It's still strong," Slughorn added, "but it seems you're back to normal now."

"Thank you, Professor."

"You're welcome, kid.

You should drink something refreshing, I have butterbeer, wine, and aged oak mead.

It was originally used for other purposes, but now the situation is special. Slughorn said, taking out a wine bottle from the wine cabinet and pouring three glasses of wine.

He handed one glass to Ron very generously, and the other glass to Harry, "Here's to life."

But before he could start drinking, Ron fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, shaking all over, and his eyes bulging out a bit.

"Ron." Harry was shocked, "Professor, think of a solution quickly."

But this scene caught Slughorn by surprise, and his mind went blank for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Harry couldn't care less and took out a finger-sized vial from his pocket, poured a white pill from it and stuffed it into Ron's mouth.

After a violent tremor, Ron collapsed on the ground, no longer twitching, and his breathing gradually became calmer.

"Ahem!"

Ron reluctantly sat up, "Those girls are going to kill me!"

"Maybe it's not those girls." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "Professor, your wine may have been poisoned."

"But...this..." Slughorn held the wine glass with a frown on his face, "I don't understand, even if someone wants to harm me, they wouldn't use this method!"

He was a master of potions and carried various antidotes with him. The success rate of poisoning him was not even 1%.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's take Ron to the school hospital first!"

"Yes, we have to send Welby to Madam Pomfrey." Slughorn nodded repeatedly and helped Ron up.

"Thank you again, Professor." Ron said sincerely, "But my name is Weasley, Ron Weasley, and I am not half a galleon related to the one named Welby."

Slughorn said absentmindedly, "Hmm", and helped him walk towards the school hospital. As for the oak mead, he didn't leave behind either.

The news of Ron's poisoning spread quickly. Not long after he was lying on the hospital bed, Ginny and Hermione ran over, followed closely by Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape.

Aaron and Klea also hurried over. Originally, he didn't want to come over, but guessing that this matter might have something to do with Draco, he couldn't sit still.

"What's going on, Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry explained to everyone, from the time Ron accidentally took the love potion, to sending him to Slughorn's office to prepare the antidote, to the bottle of poisonous oak mead... and finally, when everyone came together Juxue Hospital.

"All in all, Ron had a very bad adult birthday."

"Yes, fortunately you have a bottle of antidote." Professor Snape said in a strange tone, "Mr. Potter, I have to remind you that it is very irresponsible to give medicine to patients without knowing its effect. Performance."

"That's Aaron's Christmas gift to me, Professor." Harry said calmly.

"Is that so?" Professor Snape paused, "That's no problem. Mr. Gaius' potion skills are no worse than mine."

Harry:......

That's not what you just said.

"However, I have a small question." Professor Snape continued to ask, "Since you have a bottle of antidote, why don't you detoxify Ron directly in the dormitory?"

"Ah..." Harry's heart skipped a beat. He didn't dare to make Slughorn suspicious, otherwise all his efforts during this period would be in vain.

At this moment, his brain was spinning so fast that his CPU almost burned out before he came up with a reason, "Professor, you just said that you can't give medicine to patients without knowing its effect, right?

Of course, I'm not doubting the level of your protégé, but I have to be careful about this kind of thing! "

After hearing this, Professor Snape turned blue and felt as if he had eaten a dead fly, but he still managed not to have an attack.

He cast his gaze on Aaron, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Professor." Aaron scratched his head in embarrassment, "I want him to live as long as possible. I have antidotes and other things, so I have to be prepared, right?"

"What's the reason?" Hermione frowned, feeling that there was something in Aaron's words, but she couldn't ask more questions at this time.

"Potter, can I see the bottle of antidote?" Dumbledore asked.

"This..." Harry looked at Aaron awkwardly, as if asking for his opinion.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Aaron rolled his eyes angrily, and the principal even spoke, "Can I refuse this?"

Harry smiled awkwardly and handed the bottle of antidote to Dumbledore.

He opened the bottle and stared at the pills inside with his blue eyes. Snape and Slughorn also came over tacitly.

After a while, Slughorn couldn't help but widen his eyes and said in disbelief: "This is really..."

"It's really expensive." Professor Snape said with a dark face, "Dung stone, rhino horn powder, snow lotus, and... Phoenix tears.

You are really willing to spend it! This bottle of medicine is enough to solve 90% of the poisons in the world."

"Thank you for your generosity to your friends." Dumbledore smiled and returned the bottle to Harry.

"You're welcome. If you think it's necessary, ask Fawkes to give me more raw materials."

"This... Let's talk about it later."

"The question now is why this happened?" Professor McGonagall said, bringing the topic back.

"Yes, why?" Dumbledore took the bottle from Slughorn. "This wine looks like a gift, Horace, do you remember who gave it to you?

In addition, if this wine is not poisoned, the fragrance of licorice and cherry is still very tempting."

"In fact, I was going to give this to someone." Slughorn said weakly.

"Can I ask who it is for?"

Slughorn hesitated for a while, "For you, the headmaster."

"Killing someone with a borrowed knife!" Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "But the effect is average."

Dumbledore's eyes twitched slightly. It's easy to talk when standing, and it's not you who was assassinated.

But then again, this method is indeed quite crude.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, and Lavender Brown ran over in a hurry, "Where is my little Enen, did he call for me?"

"Uh..." Aaron pulled a little distance from her with some disgust, "I don't think so, he may have forgotten."

"Impossible."

"In fact, we came late." Claire said, "Before that, Weasley might have called your name, you can ask Harry Potter."

Lavender Brown immediately looked at Harry, and he glanced at Ron tangled: Tell the truth, or a white lie?

Ron pretended not to see anything, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head.

I was poisoned, a patient, my head was still buzzing, and it was reasonable to know nothing.

"I think we should leave the space for this couple..." Aaron said meaningfully, "No, I mean the lovers."

Everyone looked at each other, cast a playful look at Ron, and left one after another.

After leaving the hospital, Hermione walked with Aaron and Claire, and casually said, "Sometimes I envy Ron. Lavender can be so anxious for him, unlike some people..."

"Some people?" Aaron shook his head with a smile, "I hope you are not talking about me."

"Who do you think I am talking about?" Hermione rolled her eyes and stopped him halfway, "It's been so long, can you at least give us a decent attitude?"

"I didn't mean it." Aaron said embarrassedly, "But I really need some time."

"This excuse again, what time?" Hermione asked dissatisfiedly, "Seventeen years old, we are all adults, isn't it enough?"

"I haven't." Claire interrupted, "Don't forget me."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, "Do you mean I have to wait another year?"

"Yeah!" Claire nodded seriously, "I can share everything else with you, but I can't be behind anyone in this matter."

Hearing this, Hermione was angry and helpless.

She also understood Claire. If they really competed, she would not have any advantage at all, but she could not help feeling uncomfortable.

"Okay, I can continue to wait, but what about a year later?"

"I can't promise." Claire interrupted neatly, "I'm not lying to you, I'm very serious about this."

Hermione squeezed out a stiff smile with some annoyance, looked at Aaron seriously and said, "I also want to give you time, but waiting is really uncomfortable, especially when a good friend is showing off in front of you all day long.

I'm not from Slytherin College, unlike Claire who can be with you all the time, do you understand this feeling?"

Aaron nodded silently. It's okay to deceive yourself, but there should be a limit.

Facing a girl who loves him wholeheartedly, he can't do anything that may hurt her, including cheating.

"Then tell me what you think?"

"I..."

"Ah! Let me do it!" Claire sighed deeply, grabbed Aaron and Hermione's right hands respectively, and put them together, "Hold on, don't let go.

If you miss this time, I won't help you even if you beg me."

She directly pulled out her wand and pointed the tip at the hands of the two, "Aaron, do you like the girl opposite you?"

Aaron looked at the somewhat nervous Hermione and smiled helplessly, "I like it, although I don't know when it started."

A red line extended from the tip of the wand, entwining the two's right hands together.

"Can you promise that you really need time?"

"I promise." Aaron said seriously.

The second red line appeared and connected with the first one. The right hands of the two people seemed to be entangled by red chains.

Hermione realized what they were doing at this time. Her eyes turned red involuntarily. The feeling of guilt instantly spread in her heart, "Yes, I'm sorry, I really..."

"Can you guarantee that if the other person loves you deeply, you are willing to give everything to protect her, including your own life?"

"I... am willing."

Hermione's face changed instantly, and she hurriedly loosened her right hand.

Snap!

The third magic line stretched out from the wand, but it turned into sparks and dissipated before it could wrap around the hands of the two people.

"Who wants your promise?" Hermione cried with emotion, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I think I know!" Aaron smiled gently, "Maybe I am too selfish, so selfish that a proud girl like you doesn't feel safe.

But I really don't have time for love for the time being, it's hard to explain, if I can make someone happy with a decent promise... well..."

The two thin lips blocked his words directly, and the two hugged each other tightly in the evening breeze, kissing passionately and passionately, time and language seemed pale and powerless at this moment.

"Ahem!"

After more than ten seconds, a cough interrupted the two's actions.

Aaron and Hermione both had a blush on their faces, they couldn't help it just now, and almost forgot that there was another person here.

"Uh...Claire, listen to my explanation." Hermione said embarrassedly.

"You say, I'm listening!"

Hermione:......

"Haha!" Claire laughed, "Okay, I won't embarrass you, but you shouldn't need to envy others now, right?"

Faced with the other party's teasing, Hermione lowered her head and smiled without saying anything.

Let envy go to hell! With an unbreakable oath as a promise, her current sweetness index is definitely among the best in the wizarding world, and those who only know how to show off their love are definitely not comparable.

"And you." Claire turned her head and pointed at Aaron, saying angrily: "You haven't kissed me for so long."

"No?" Hermione asked with interest. She thought she could be close to him in the same college, but now it seems that she thought too much.

"No, I won't disturb him under normal circumstances.

Since school, there have been only two times, and each time it was just a little bit."

"That's enough." Aaron interrupted speechlessly, "I have something else to do, so I'll go back first. If you don't have anything to do, don't disturb me, okay?"

"Got it." Hermione nodded weakly, her voice thin as a thread.

"Hermione, come with me." Claire gave Aaron a playful look, "Do you mind if I talk to her?"

Aaron:......