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Chapter 30: Potion Master and Mana Suppressant Potion
Chapter 30: Potion Master and Mana Suppressant Potion
Madam Pomfrey was a tall female wizard who was proficient in healing, potions, herbal medicine, and other medical treatments.
According to rumors, St. Mungo's Magical Hospital had invited her to join them three times, even offering her the position of Deputy Headmaster if she agreed.
However, Madam Pomfrey firmly declined, insisting that she only wanted to stay at Hogwarts.
Of course, these were just rumors, and the truth remained to be verified. Neither Madam Pomfrey nor St. Mungo's side would comment on the matter.
They neither confirmed nor denied it.
This was one of the minor mysteries within Hogwarts.
As Kyle entered the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey happened to pass by, handing a bottle of green potion to the young wizard lying on the bed.
"This is the last bottle of potion for scabies. Remember, it's for external use only, no drinking this time."
After saying this, she turned around and ran to another bed, muttering, "Why are there so many young wizards sent here every year! What are the professors at Hogwarts doing? How can they all be so irresponsible!"
It was clear that she was in a bad mood.
Just as Kyle was hesitating about how to speak up, Madam Pomfrey turned towards him.
"Merlin's beard, what happened to this child? Potions? Or Defense Against the Dark Arts? How did he end up unconscious!"
"Neither, Madam. It was during Spellcraft class."
Kyle whispered, "Michael released a Lumos Charm, and then this happened... Professor Flitwick said he must have overexerted his magic power."
"That's right, it's definitely magic power exhaustion... Wait, what did you say?" Madam Pomfrey suddenly turned to look at Kyle, disbelief in her voice. "A Lumos Charm?!?"
Her expression was as if she had just seen Dumbledore dancing on the Astronomy Tower.
Her disbelief was mixed with a hint of absurdity, clearly not believing what Kyle had said.
These young wizards nowadays were becoming more and more unreliable. Even if they were lying, they should come up with a more believable reason.
Exhaustion from casting a Lumos Charm... It was absurd. Why didn't he say that Filius was knocked down by a Lumos Charm?
"It's true, the first-year students from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw all witnessed it, and Professor Flitwick can vouch for it."
Kyle quickly explained and briefly recounted what had happened in Spellcraft class.
After listening, Madam Pomfrey's doubts mostly dissipated.
If the first-year students from both houses had seen it, the news would likely spread quickly throughout Hogwarts. If it were a lie, it would be easily exposed, not to mention that he had even brought up Filius.
Madam Pomfrey turned her head and looked at Michael as if he were a rare magical creature. She had never seen a young wizard with such poor control over their magic power.
From the previous description, the level of the Lumos Charm seemed very much like a magic power riot.
Powerful, but uncontrollable.
However, Madam Pomfrey was certain that when she had examined the young wizard earlier, she had not detected any signs of a magic power riot. It was indeed just a simple case of exhaustion.
"It's... quite an eye-opener." Madam Pomfrey sighed unconsciously.
Kyle nodded in deep agreement, fully understanding Madam Pomfrey's feelings, as he felt the same way.
If casting spells were like driving, then what Michael had just done was akin to flooring the gas pedal and draining the gas tank in an instant, reaching a speed of 200 kilometers per hour in a second.
Don't think this is a good thing.
The speed was fast, but the brakes weren't slow either.
Fortunately, it was just a Light Spell. If it had been a fiery one... Kyle shuddered at the thought and vowed to stay far away from Michael during classes from now on.
As far away as possible!
He had thought that the "Boom Talent," who was supposed to start school next year, was already outrageous enough. But who would have thought that this year, there would be a "Forbidden Spell Caster" as well?
Hogwarts really doesn't spare anyone.
Before long, Dumbledore, who had received the news, arrived, bringing along Professor Snape, who was in the middle of a class.
Madam Pomfrey led them to Michael's bedside and spoke a few words softly before stepping aside.
Dumbledore bent down, carefully observing Michael's condition, occasionally tapping his wand on the boy's body.
After a while, he put away his wand without a word and turned to Kyle, who was standing nearby. "Good morning, Kyle. Was it you who brought him to Poppy here?"
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"Yes, Professor," Kyle nodded.
"You did well," Dumbledore smiled. "And I heard about what happened from Sabrina. If it weren't for you helping those fallen students, there might have been more than just Mr. Michael lying here."
Kyle waved his hands repeatedly, "It's what I should do, Professor, and I wasn't the only one who helped."
"But you were the first to step forward." Dumbledore blinked. "Many senior students, even adult wizards, can't remain calm in a crisis, but you did, and you did it very well.
Your bravery and humility have earned Hufflepuff twenty points."
It seemed that Dumbledore's words had triggered something, as Snape, who had been observing Michael, suddenly shifted his gaze to Kyle, as if he had just noticed someone else standing there.
As if he had just discovered that there was another person standing there.
However, Kyle didn't notice this. At that moment, he was looking at Dumbledore and asking, "Professor, how is Michael doing? Can he continue with his classes?"
"Of course," Dumbledore smiled. "Although it's a bit troublesome, it's not difficult to solve. We just need a Mana Suppressant Potion, and our Potion Master will be able to brew it soon."
"One day," Snape walked over and said coldly. "I guarantee that it will be delivered here before Hufflepuff's Potion class tomorrow. But before that, Mr. Chopper, there's something I must tell you..."
Snape suddenly paused, his face filled with mockery. "You'd better tell your friend to control his meager wand and magic. Frequent magical exhaustion can turn a wizard into a Squib, and I think you know what a Squib is."
"I know, Professor!" Kyle said.
"Very good." Snape acknowledged Kyle and turned to leave the Hospital Wing.
"I think we should go too," Dumbledore said. "Michael needs rest. I suggest you come to see him again in the afternoon."
(End of Chapter)
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