The next day at breakfast, Lynn delivered the candies to them.

"You can share it with your friends." When giving the candy to Hermione, Lynn also mentioned it specifically, fearing that the little girl would be embarrassed to give the things he gave to others.

Hermione took the bag of candy from Lynn's hand and looked very happy.

She actually doesn't like eating candy, but she likes it as long as it was given to her by Lynn.

"I will share it with Harry and the others. The method you taught me last time was really useful. I treated them as six-year-olds. Instead, I think they are quite sensible and they even know how to do their homework."

"That's really sensible."

"Just the Quidditch competition is about to start. Harry was a little nervous. He hasn't had a good meal these days. I read the Quidditch book every day. If he was so serious about studying the spell, he wouldn't need to ask me about his homework..."

Hermione was very excited and chatted with Lynn for a long time before letting him go.

Back at Cedric and Ian, the two of them were discussing yesterday's Potions class.

"It seemed that something was wrong with Professor Snape's legs. He limped yesterday," Cedric recalled.

Ian nodded. They had a potion class with Hufflepuff yesterday and found something wrong.

Lynn said casually.

"Maybe I accidentally sprained while walking the stairs?"

"Professor Snape is a potion master. If he sprained, how could he not recover after a day?"

Cedric was in the morning potion class, and Ian was in the afternoon. They all found that Snape's leg was injured. It was obviously noon that he had not healed his leg.

Lynn actually knew what Snape's leg was injured. Cedric and his friends reminded him when they mentioned this, but it was not convenient to tell them the truth.

"It just so happened that Professor Snape asked me to go to his help with the potion materials tonight. He probably had his legs ready when I went to his office."

They didn't talk much about this matter. After all, even if something happened to the professor, they couldn't help.

"I must practice the spell I teach you this morning, so that I can learn it within three days." Lynn reminded.

He taught Cedric and Ian this morning, but neither of them knew what the use of Lynn asked them to learn this was, but they just said that they would know it later.

After class in the afternoon, Lynn came to Snape's office.

When he came, Snape was removing the bandage from his wounds himself.

"Do you need my help? Professor."

Snape glanced at him without refusing.

"I originally wanted to call Felch, but I didn't expect you to come so early. Since you are here, I won't bother him."

Lynn walked closer and found that the injuries on his legs were indeed very serious. His calf seemed to have been bitten by some canine animal, and it looked bloody and a little scary.

Lynn hesitated for a moment, then pulled out a bottle of white powder from his robe's pocket.

"When she helped Professor Sprout, she gave me a bottle of white fresh semen, which I took with me. According to Professor Sprout, this effect is very good for external trauma. Do I need me to sprinkle a little for you?"

Of course, he didn't take it with him by chance, but just for Snape.

He doesn't think that he should give him a wool that doesn't have a wife's face every day. Although Lin En never thinks he is a good person, he still has a little conscience.

Now that Snape's leg is injured, he will naturally help if he can.

The reason why it is said to be coincidental is just to have a face without a wife.

Lynn thinks he is still very good at being a human being.

Snape didn't say anything. He took the bottle of fresh white semen from Lynn, opened the bottle plug and sniffed it in front of the tip of his nose, and then returned it to Lynn's hand expressionlessly.

"Hmph, do you think I'm an ordinary skin injury? If that's the case, I'll be able to cure it that day, but I'll have to wait until now."

Old stingy...

"So you don't need a professor?" Lin En acted as he wanted to put away the bottle of white fresh essence.

"Spray a little bit, it's better to have it than not."

Cut, feel the body is upright.

Just as Lynn was chatting and changing the dressings, he suddenly looked at the door with an ugly expression.

"Potter!" he shouted in anger.

He quickly put down his robe to block his injured leg.

Harry Potter looked at Professor Snape at a loss in front of the door, and then said with great courage.

“I wonder if I can get my book back.”

"Get out! Go out!"

Snape shouted angrily.

Harry ran away in a flash, and Snape seemed to be angry and even forgot about deducting points for Gryffindor.

"It's so damn! He's like his father back then! He's like a monkey in a zoo, running around without politeness!"

Snape cursed, and Lynn said nothing.

He would better not ask too much about Snape's incident, after all, it was not a good memory for Snape.

After Lynn helped Snape replace the bandages in the wound, and as usual, he helped to deal with the materials he needed to use for class tomorrow, he was about to leave, but Snape suddenly stopped him.

He threw a small bottle of golden potion to Lynn.

"This is something I have refined not long ago. It's useless to put it there. I won't use yours in vain. I'll give it to you."

Lynn hurriedly caught the small bottle flying over.

The bottle is very small, only half a palm-sized size, and contains a very small amount of golden liquid.

The golden color is very eye-catching, just like the brilliance of the sun at noon in summer. It will make people feel a little dazzling after watching it for a long time.

Lynn's palm was sweating slightly while holding the bottle, and hesitantly looked at Snape, who was still indifferent.

"Professor, is this a blessing agent?"

"Or what else can it be? Do you think I will give you a bottle of Crazy Su?" Snape sarcastically.

Lynn didn't care about his tone at all, and he thanked him with a surprise look.

"Thank you, professor. In the future, if you ask me to go east, I will never go west. If you ask me to beat Potter, I will definitely beat him into a pig's head."

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth and waved his hand.

"What a mess you said, get out of here."

"Okay, then you're busy."

Lynn happily left Snape's office and was in a very good mood on the way back.

The Fuling Agent is definitely not what Snape said, it was given to him if he had been refined too much.

This kind of potion is priceless in the magic world. Few potion masters are willing to sell it because its refining process is too troublesome and takes a long time, which takes more than half a year.

This time, he just wanted to care for the lonely and widowed elderly without a family, but he didn't expect that there would be such a big surprise.

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Chapter completed!