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HP: The wholesome life

This is a whole some, slice of life, kind of fanfic. It's more about fun and Funny situations then fighting and killing. It's not about Harry and voldemort. It's about how you would live your life, if you were in HP, instead of planning and being a paranoid mess. But rather enjoying your second life, while growing, the mc will be powerful but not like something overpowered. __________________________________________ If you want to read ahead and support me Patreon.com/Rakasa on break till the end of April, I'm very busy with my College entrance exam prep.

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Chapter - 47 We Want Snape

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"You're not brewing potions for the time being. I will be teaching you Wizard's care first ,

so you will know what to do in case of an injury," Madam Pomfrey announced after pacing around.

The classroom was soon filled with the scratching sounds of quills on parchment as everyone copied down the words from the blackboard.

Once they finished, Madam Pomfrey inquired, "Is the copy of The Nurses' Book delivered to everyone yesterday?"

There was a low voice of approval in the classroom.

"Okay," Madam Pomfrey began. "This book comprises five volumes, and we'll start with the first one.

It contains sixty chapters, and each chapter is divided into three hundred subsections.

Let's turn to page 5 and delve into the Three Hundred Basic Mistakes Made by The Beginners."

It was extremely boring, like listening to Professor Binns' lecture on history of magic.

Bored to death William spun the quill between his fingers, easily flipping through the textbook with the other hand at simultaneously like he was used to this.

Meanwhile, Cho founded his spinning quill more interesting then the lecture, her gaze fixed on it as her mind drifted away.

Halfway through the class, Judy Crouch finally couldn't take it anymore, and she raised her hand.

"Dear, do you have any questions about the content of this section?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"No, it's not about the content of this class," Judy said.

"Since it has nothing to do with this class, we can talk about it after class."

"Ma'am, I have a question about your course goals," Judy stood up and said. "Isn't this a potions class? Shouldn't we be brewing potions?"

"Brewing potions?" Madam Pomfrey chuckled softly, "Of course we will be brewing them, don't worry, I will teach you how to brew medicines to treat wounds.

"But that's the teaching plan for the second years, now let's concentrate on learning the basic medical care for now."

Another student, Arthur from the Slytherin's, raised his hand."Excuse me, where is Professor Snape?" he asked.

Madam Pomfrey paused for a moment before answering, "Professor Snape went to aid the Ministry of Magic in an investigation.

He'll be back soon. In the meantime, I'll be his substitute."

"Was it Professor Snape who attacked the Ministry of Magic's warehouse?" Bell Rhyme of Ravenclaw asked loudly.

The whole class started at Madam Pomfrey, making her feel uncomfortable,

she was embarrassed with everyone looking at her with questioning eyes.

"There's no chance of that happening; we all need to trust Professor Dumbledore..."

"But why did they take away Professor Snape then?"

Madam Pomfrey felt a bit irritated.

"Who told you he was taken? That's nonsense," she said.

"On the day of the incident, Professor Snape was sent by Dumbledore on a mission, alright!"

Madam Pomfrey dropped the topic and continued teaching everyone to read.

Everyone grew drowsy.

'I already miss Snape on his first day away!' William thought to myself.

To boost everyone's enthusiasm, towards the end of the course, Madam Pomfrey demonstrated how to safely apply a bandage, hoping to engage everyone.

Cho wrapped her rabbit in layers one after another, as if she was going to strangle him.

Meanwhile, Marina simply played around with the bandaging.

As they fiddled with the bandages, Madam Pomfrey paced between the tables, inspecting the potions the students had crafted in Snape's presence.

"It's poorly made, quite a shame... This isn't correct. What's the point of the blood-toning medicine if it lacks the essence of white freshness?"

"Professor Snape actually gave you two points for this. If it was me, I wouldn't have awarded you with more then a half."

"Merlin's beard!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, picking up a bottle in shock.

"Snape actually taught you how to create a Foxiller. This is too dangerous for you all. How could he even think of teaching you all such things?"

Madam Pomfrey was really dissatisfied with Snape's teaching methods and plan.

From her point of view, only potions that heal wounds and injuries can be taught, and the rest of the potions were unnecessary.

During this time, Madam Pomfrey has claimed several times how she will report about Professor Snape and ask Dumbledore to deduct his salary.

Poor Snape, taken away to the prison for something he didn't do,

It definitely looked that Snape was somehow cursed by someone with extreme bad luck this year.

Upon his return from the Ministry of Magic, he might discover his entire year-end bonus was deducted and his salary has become merely a galleon.

After Madam Pomfrey confiscated several potion bottles from the shelves, she turned and said, "You all, need to write a paper on how you can rescue a wizard who had mistakenly consumed the Draught of Living Death.".

"The paper should be as long as a piece of parchment. Hand it in before Monday.

Till the time Professor Snape is absent, it will be me whom you all report your homework," Madam Pomfrey sternly instructed.

The Draught of Living Death is an extremely potent sleeping potion that requires significant stimulation of the stomach to expel the potion's effects.

But the problem is, that this class should be teaching them how to brew the Draught of living death, not how to rescue a wizard who drank it by mistake,

'for merlin's sake let that stupid fucker die, who will accidentally drink it like water.

The Wizarding world will be a better place without him.'

As everyone left the basement, their hushed voices filled the gateways with discussions about Madam Pomfrey.

"Mrs. Pomfrey doesn't seem like a potion professor.

She won't even let us practice brewing. Will we be ready for the exam?"

They whispered, concern evident among the Ravenclaw students, unlike their counterparts in other houses.

Potions class holds immense significance, demanding extensive practice.

Failure might even result in repeating the year. Additionally, passing the O.W.Ls. exam in fifth year required them to be a good potion maker, and heavy knowledge about potions and their effects.

The snakes in the Slytherin were even more worried about Snape and his chances of returning.

Such a house head and professor who favors his own house was really a hard find,

although he had a short temper, it was nothing compared to the benefits he brought to the table.

Not everyone shared the concerns or discontent toward Madam Pomfrey; Marina, in particular, seemed quite content.

"Two points for Ravenclaw for the neatly tied bow by Marina."

The debate over who was better, Madam Pomfrey or Professor Snape, remained unsettled among the students.

Despite their worries, many Ravenclaw students still harbored hopes for Professor Snape's return.

As unloving and hateful Snape was, he knew his stuff, better then most, and most of all he won't make them write so much.

"The Sow's Post Mortem... ahem,

The Wizard's Post-Injury Care."

However, William's focus shifted swiftly to other matters.

Hagrid had sent an invitation to discuss something important at his hut.

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