"Fortunately, I was not sent to the school hospital this time!"

When he woke up, Luo Chen was lying on the sofa in Tower No. 3, feeling familiar, "Speaking of which, I should be the worst time traveler in history. I'm obviously very badly hanged, but after a few days, I have to go into a coma once."

"Oh, how miserable!"

"It seems that you are in a good mood." A very abrupt, dry and stern voice reached Luo Chen's ears.

He was taken aback immediately, raised his upper body, and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was Snape.

He has already occupied his desk at the moment, and there is a set of pharmaceutical equipment on it. Gurgling bubbles surged and exploded in the crucible, releasing puffs of strange dark green smoke.

Luo Chen was a little flustered, he wasn't sure if this guy had heard what he was talking to himself just now.

I was so careless.

Traveler?

This is the most taboo topic for every traveler, and it is also the biggest secret in life.

"Why are you here?" Luo Chen tried his best to keep his tone calm.

"Dumbledore, let me make some medicine for you." Snape didn't even look at Luo Chen, and concentrated on processing the materials in his hand, "If you don't wake up in another 15 minutes, I will wake you up."

Hearing these serious words, Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Looks like the guy didn't hear it!

When I sat up, there was no soreness or fatigue, just a little sleepiness. He knew that this was due to the serious consumption of mental energy. Although I rested overnight, I couldn't recover perfectly.

He raised his fingers and rubbed the space between his brows, as if this would ease it.

For a while, the two of them were speechless.

Obviously there is no clock in this tower, but Luochen somehow heard the sound of the ticking second hand in his ear.

"That, thank you!" Luo Chen took the initiative to break the silence.

Snape's originally proficient movements showed a slight sluggishness. Although he recovered quickly, the material he was manipulating in his hand was indeed useless.

But there was no expression on his face.

"The responsibility lies!"

The tone is still faint, dry and stiff.

"That's really hard work for you. It really isn't easy to be a potions teacher." Luo Chen was feeling emotional, but he was also looking for something to say.

Speaking of which, even though Snape had asked him to have a fight, he didn't feel bad for this guy.

Luo Chen knew in his heart what a great person this Snape was.

Just like a very popular saying on the Internet in the previous life, "Your life is full of flowers and blooms, just because someone is carrying the burden for you."

Say it bluntly.

Snape dedicated three-quarters of his life to Lily Evans.

Those who live for themselves are only a quarter, or less.

Of course, some people will definitely say that this is the result of Snape himself. If he hadn't turned to Voldemort and told Voldemort about Trelawney's prophecy, then Lily Evans might not have died.

But these are two different things.

Because of some special circumstances, Snape was deeply in love with Lily Evans. No matter how deep that kind of love is, it is so deep that it seems pale to express it in words.

anyway.

Snape didn't have the slightest intention of answering the conversation, and continued to be busy with the work in hand.

Luo Chen didn't feel embarrassed, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, and checked yesterday's harvest by the way.

Then read the content of the healing spell in detail. Yesterday, because of his haste and he put his consciousness on the spiritual body, although the pain was less, Luo Chen couldn't do it with ease like the previous ones.

In addition, it was only forcibly absorbed, and some of them had knowledge about unicorns.

No, to be precise, it is the knowledge of horse biology. Because of the existence of this knowledge, Luo Chen could cast the healing spell on horse creatures more delicately.

Whether the effect of the healing spell is good or bad, and to what extent it can be exerted, also depends on the rescuer's understanding of this type of biological organism.

Luo Chen didn't know if other wizards were the same as him, but the healing spell in his eyes had risen to the microscopic level of cells.

So let him recall and slowly absorb it now, he estimates that it will not take half a month, and he probably won't try to understand it all.

Of course, after reaching LV3, knowledge exists in Luo Chen's mind.

When he casts a healing spell on a certain type of creature, as long as it is not uncommon, the relevant knowledge will pop into his mind, and he can use and operate it proficiently.

But want to reach the extreme of this level.

That is definitely impossible, at most it is a lower average level.

"Oh, no wonder St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries requires every doctor to use this spell as the most basic daily training spell." Luo Chen sighed again after roughly scanning it.

Of course, just in the bottom of my heart.

At LV3, it already has the recovery ability of part of the magic damage, but the efficiency is not high.

For example, if you accidentally take a swelling potion, which causes swelling all over your body, you can use a healing spell to restore it, but it will cost a lot, far less efficient and cost-effective than using a potion to relieve swelling.

Then Luo Chen looked again, the newly drawn spell.

The focus is on the understanding and comprehension of the five words "unique directivity".

Although it was only LV1 and there was not much information, Luo Chen's eyes became brighter the more he looked at it.

"It looks pretty good!"

This time he muttered directly, and it just so happened that the potion that Snape brewed had come to an end.

I saw him wrap his wand around the very cauldron, and then tap lightly.

The flame below went out directly, and it was originally a viscous gray-black potion. Quickly became clear and calm.

Like a bowl of clear water.

The wand flew again, and the cauldron flew up under his control, automatically filling the potion inside into a dark brown glass bottle.

"Your potion!"

After saying this, Snape packed up the set of complicated instruments on the table one by one, turned around and left, leaving the medicine bottle on Luo Chen's desk.

When he was approaching the door, he still reminded: "The sooner you drink it, the better the effect, and it will lose its effect after fifteen minutes, otherwise I won't brew it with you."

"Well, thank you very much!" Luo Chen thanked again, but the other party had already walked out of the door without even closing the door. I don't know if Snape heard it.

Luo Chen got up, came to the desk, looked at the bottle, and picked it up. In the end, he didn't drink it, but put it in the desk drawer.

Although he had only a half-knowledge about potions, it was probably related to the recovery of his spirit. However, Luo Chen's spirit was not overdrawn, but the sequelae of overcasting the spell.

The healthiest way to recover is to sleep.

So when Hermione ran back after class today, she saw Luo Chen lying on a rocking chair by the window, breathing steadily, and had already fallen asleep.

Hermione thought for a while and didn't bother, but she didn't leave either. She went to the office area by herself and continued to sort out the school rules.

Although she likes to read, it doesn't mean she likes to work.

It's just that this can help, this Mr. Wizard who has helped him a lot, so Hermione is very happy to do it.

In addition, this Mr. Wizard is easy to talk to. After getting along for such a long time, Hermione has gotten used to the existence of Mr. Wizard.

Here, she can feel at ease.

And in her spare time, she can also do a lot of things she likes, no one will lecture her, and when encountering puzzled questions, Luo Chen will always give him the most appropriate and appropriate answers.

So much so that Hermione had a feeling of cheating.

At least, in the recent spell class, she can easily get most of the marks.

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