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"Haha, of course I have no opinion at all. How could I have any opinion on your discipline, professor?"

Deveraux smiled awkwardly and spread his hands, as if he wanted to use innocent actions to cover up the embarrassment of being caught talking bad behind his back.

"Really?"

Snape's voice was as cold as a venomous snake.

He walked slowly through the gap between the knights of the stone pier, with a chilling aura.

Percy saw him approaching and took several steps back as a reflex, holding the wand at his waist again, with a trace of fear and defense in his eyes.

"I'll deal with you later."

Snape glanced at Deveraux coldly, with impatience in his tone.

Then he turned his gaze to Percy, who had almost retreated to the door of the bathroom.

"The principal asked me to come. He said you were sick and needed treatment."

Snape's voice was not heavy, but it revealed a sense of command that could not be refused.

However, perhaps because these words came from Snape's mouth, or because Percy's dissatisfaction was rekindled, a fierce look reappeared on his face.

The wolf-like beast began to emerge again, his teeth were slightly exposed, and his breathing became heavy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Deveraux was about to step forward to dissuade him, but Snape sighed impatiently.

"Dumbledore didn't pay me extra Galleons to deal with your emotional problems."

Snape said, stepping forward directly, looking directly at Percy, his voice low but chilling.

"Listen, if you don't cooperate, I may need to explain your situation to your parents. But if you are willing to actively treat it, we can avoid trouble. Everything is easy to say, right, dear prefect?"

These words were like a club, directly extinguishing Percy's arrogance.

He was like a deflated ball, and the fierceness that had just risen disappeared in an instant, as if he had lost all his will to resist.

Deveraux stood by and watched this scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Snape's "gentle" way of persuasion made him feel very awkward.

He thought Snape would just pull out his wand, knock Percy down with a stun spell, and then drag him to the laboratory for slice research.

Snape didn't give Deveraud time to think.

He stretched out his hand to Percy, his voice still cold.

"Okay, give me the wand, and follow me to the laboratory."

Percy handed the wand in his hand to Snape as if he had lost his soul, then lowered his head and followed him like a zombie.

Snape put the wand away properly and turned to look at Deveraud.

Deveraud immediately put on an innocent expression.

Snape snorted coldly and threw the bottle of wine in his arms to Deveraud.

"And you, come with me."

Deveraud quickly reached out to catch the bottle of wine, and almost lost his grip.

He watched Snape and Percy walk away one after the other, turned around helplessly, and waved his wand.

"The stone pillars are back! Go back and help Professor McGonagall maintain order."

Accompanied by a spell, the surrounding stone pillar knights immediately scattered and disappeared in a short while.

Deveraux turned around, took a deep breath, took out his wand and tapped his legs twice.

"Run Fast Spell (what do you think this spell should be called (o_O)?)!"

After casting the spell, he felt a lot lighter under his feet and quickly chased after Snape and Percy's backs.

——

"Drink this, then lie here and wait for me to call you out."

As Snape said this, he used his wand to conjure a simple hospital bed and placed it in a corner of the laboratory.

He picked up a cup of steaming liquid and handed it to Percy.

Percy sat on the bed, frowning and staring at the cup of liquid with a strange smell, hesitating.

"Professor, what is this?"

He asked carefully.

Snape placed the cup directly on the bedside with an expressionless face, and said without any warmth:

"This is the medicine that can relieve your symptoms. Drink it quickly."

After saying that, he turned around and grabbed the collar of Devereux standing next to him, took him out of the laboratory, and closed the door.

Percy watched Snape's back disappear, looked down at the cup of unknown liquid, and felt tangled in his heart.

Finally, he made up his mind and drank the cup.

The fishy smell rushed into his nose instantly, accompanied by an indescribable strange smell, rushing straight to his forehead.

He almost vomited, but he still held it back and swallowed it.

"What the hell is this..."

Percy coughed and complained in a low voice, and the whole person wrinkled into a ball.

——

Outside the laboratory, as soon as Snape let go of Deveraux, the latter asked curiously:

"Professor, what did you give Percy to drink just now? Don't we have no wolfsbane potion in our inventory?"

Snape snorted coldly, took the bottle of white wine from Deveraux, wiped the bottle, and his eyes fell on the green-gold liquid in the bottle, revealing a smug look.

"Of course it's not wolfsbane potion, it's tea-sent by Slughorn."

Deveraux was stunned:

"Tea?"

Snape nodded and continued:

"A kind of tea from the East, which is said to warm the body. He said it's called...Zhe Er Gen, right? I brewed a little and found it was awful, so I just let Percy do it."

Deveraux's mouth twitched fiercely, and the image of Percy gritting his teeth and drinking the cup of "medicine" appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but light a candle for him silently.

"Are you treating the disease, or giving him Chinese medicine treatment?"