HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Till did not last until Professor Dumbledore's curse was completely lifted. Her body threshold had reached its highest peak, and Snape's embrace was reliable enough. She allowed her consciousness to fade away.

By the time Professor Dumbledore could move the fingers of his right hand freely, Till had already been gently placed on the sofa by Snape.

The soft blanket was sent by the house elves. Snape never doubted how much the house elves in this castle cared about Teal. He didn't ask a word when he got the blanket, and just carefully covered it with Teal. On your body.

Snape made a gesture silently, not wanting Till's rest to be disturbed. He felt pain in his heart when he saw the deep blue in Till's eyes: "Shh."

"Take Teal back to rest, thanks to Teal this time." Professor Dumbledore closed his eyes and finally felt the satisfaction of his soul falling back into his body. Although after the curse was removed, the heaviness on the body became more and more obvious, but it only needs to be recovered slowly, and there will no longer be worries about life.

This was what Snape was waiting for. If he didn't want to see that Teal's efforts were not in vain, Snape would have taken her away while Teal was asleep. At this time, Snape held Teal in his arms with a blanket and walked slowly to his dormitory.

Teal was sleeping deeply, and when Snape put her on the bed, she just turned over unconsciously, unaware that she had changed her sleeping environment.

It was dawning soon, and Snape had no intention of resting. After covering Teal with another quilt, he sat on the edge of the bed and stared silently at his lover whom he had not seen for a month.

As a potion master, Snape knew that brewing such a difficult potion was very satisfying. The level of satisfaction was no less than that of a duelist who won the first place in the duel competition. But under the achievement, it was full of satisfaction. The suffering.

"Have a good rest, Teal." Snape held Teal's hand until daylight gradually dawned, and he reluctantly left to prepare for today's potions class.

It was already evening when Tier woke up. She had a sound sleep after a long period of fatigue, but she felt even more tired and empty.

She understood that she had pushed herself too hard this time. Not only did Professor Dumbledore need to take good care of his body, but she also had to fill herself with several bottles of potions to slowly restore her health.

Moreover, she didn't wake up after sleeping enough, she was woken up by the heat.

In addition to the blanket and quilt, Tier couldn't help but lift them off, and went to wash himself with weak hands and feet.

She had to be lucky that Snape's dormitory also had her change of clothes. Otherwise, if she had to walk all the way back to the fifth floor in such a haggard and embarrassed condition, how much would her image in the minds of the students be damaged?

Till looked at himself in the mirror who was blue with dark circles under his eyes, and couldn't help but shake his head. Professor Emery also has a good face.

Simple grooming couldn't restore Tier's complexion, but it was still more decent than a messy look. Seeing that Snape was not in the office, Teal knew that he must not have finished class yet.

Till was not in a hurry to go out for a breath of fresh air. In the Potions Professor's office, which was much empty near the end of the term, she was inspecting the animal and plant specimens in the glass jars little by little. These were disgusting existences in the eyes of ordinary people. For their potion masters, they are perfect objects of observation.

Each kind of potion material is unique, but the potion material that can be used as a specimen must have the most standard growth possibility of that kind.

I just don’t know where these specimens came from. Was it collected bit by bit after Snape took office, or was it passed down by successive Potions professors at Hogwarts?

Teal shrugged. Snape wasn't here and she didn't know the answer.

"Are you awake?" The owner of the office opened the door and saw Till standing in front of the glass jar, and immediately showed a smile.

Today another student asked him about Till's news, and Snape glared at him. He found it annoying that the students did not worry about their final grades and focused on his fiancée.

When Teal leaned against him lovingly, Snape's smile grew wider: "Are you still tired?"

"Tired, so tired." Teal grabbed Snape's clothes and sighed, "It's really fatal to brew a potion like the antidote."

Having said that, Thiel also knew that there would not be many opportunities to brew such a fatal potion.

On the one hand, difficult potion formulas are rare. Many potion masters developed high-quality and difficult potions on their own, and then became famous potion masters, such as Bodhidharma who developed the wolfsbane potion. Chris.

On the other hand, there are not many opportunities to use antidote potions. Even someone as powerful as Voldemort would not be crazy enough to throw curses everywhere to rule the magical world.

Making the potion was a process that Thiel found enjoyable, but once the process lasted for five months, the entire process required a high degree of concentration, and any enjoyment would slowly turn into torture.

Tier admired her for having the perseverance to persevere. She was able to become the strongest potion master recognized by the system, and she really risked her life.

Teal didn't want to go to the restaurant to eat, so Snape let her take him to the kitchen to experience the enthusiasm of the house elves. Fandy finally saw Teal who was awake and almost cried on the spot.

In the past month, Fandi went to the room on the fifth floor three times a day, and every time he could only see Till sleeping. If the food on the plate hadn't been used up, it would have been worried about Till's condition.

Fandy still liked seeing Till eating awake.

It was still the same small table. When Teal started cutting the fruit pie, Snape sighed quietly: "I haven't seen you once this month. On the contrary, that elf sees you every day."

The room on the fifth floor was no secret to Snape, but he, like Professor Dumbledore and the others, could not enter it at all. In the entire Hogwarts Castle, only the house elf Fandi was qualified to enter and deliver food to Till.

Snape felt that he missed Tyr so much that something went wrong, and he was actually a little jealous of a house elf.

Teal put down her knife and fork, and put the sweet fruit pie on the plate in front of her, but she was not in a hurry to taste it. She just smiled and glared at Snape: "Professor Snape, are you sure you want to argue with Fandi this month? I spend more time with you than with Fandi."

"If Professor Emery calls me 'Sif', I won't care." Snape kept pushing, and Till was still unwilling to change his mind and call him Sif in front of everyone. This nickname only appeared briefly in the middle of the night. .

Till waved his hand: "Then Professor Snape will continue to worry about it. Professor Emery is going to have dinner."

In this back-and-forth conversation, Teal was obviously not used to Snape. Snape wrinkled his nose slightly, but laughed to himself, rubbed Teal's head and started eating dinner.

Teal had slept all day, and Snape hadn't used much in the dining room at noon. Now Teal was sitting next to him in good spirits, which brought back Snape's long-lost appetite.

This month, Till was never the only one suffering.