Shifting her gaze to Lynn on the bed, Professor McGonagall's eyes grew moist. What a foolish child, using Crucio to punish herself.
Once she woke up, she would definitely have to receive some stern disciplinary education.
Of the gentle variety, of course.
"I think these should be enough." Professor Snape strode into the ward, manipulating over a dozen bottles of Soul Stabilizer to fly in front of the doctor, along with five bottles of Blood-Replenishing Potion.
This time, he had used up his entire stock of Soul Stabilizer.
The doctor responsible for feeding Lynn the Potion's eyes lit up, and he quickly resumed his work.
As bottle after bottle of Soul Stabilizer was poured in, the trembling in Lynn's body slowly stopped. The doctor raised a hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The most critical moment had passed; at least the child's soul shouldn't have any issues.
Next, she needed blood replenishment. Prolonged bleeding had already made Lynn's face pale.
Everyone knew whether to choose a Blood-Replenishing Potion from St Mungos or one from a Potion Master.
After two bottles, Lynn's complexion returned to a healthy glow. The doctor feeding Lynn couldn't help but click his tongue; Professor Snape's skills had improved yet again.
Seeing Lynn's condition turn for the better, everyone's mood relaxed slightly.
The three doctors who had been maintaining the magic also withdrew their wands. Each staggered back two steps, and Professor McGonagall quickly conjured a chair for each of them to sit.
"Thank you, Professor McGonagall." The three thanked her somewhat sheepishly. To still be looked after by their Professor after graduation... it was indeed a bit embarrassing.
"You're welcome. Even if you've graduated, you're still children I've taught."
Professor McGonagall shook her head and walked to Lynn's bedside. With a light tap of her wand, a clean set of hospital pajamas instantly appeared from the bedside cabinet.
The men present instinctively turned away, not looking back until the rustling sound of changing clothes stopped.
By then, Lynn had been automatically changed into the hospital pajamas, and Professor McGonagall had also replaced her pillow.
Professor Flitwick sighed, stepping forward to look at Lynn's face, which had regained its color and was now as calm as water.
"There are still areas where we haven't done enough, especially me."
"This will be a long process of change, Filius," Professor McGonagall said, gently stroking Lynn's forehead. "You know we can't rush it."
"Alright..." Professor Flitwick nodded, trying to pull himself together. "I think I should go find Miss Maranhao and the others later. Lynn might feel better seeing her friends when she wakes up."
"Mm." Professor McGonagall smiled in agreement.
Although the medical staff were very confused as to why this young girl named Lynn had been tortured like this by Crucio.
But seeing that none of the three Professors intended to speak of it, they simply didn't dare to ask.
Professor Snape flicked his wand, causing the remaining three bottles of Blood-Replenishing Potion to land on the small cart in front of the nurse.
"The Potion makers at St Mungos now are Mr. Trento and Miss Fuina, correct?"
The nurse shuddered violently and nodded tremulously. "Y-yes..."
Merlin knew that as a Little Badger who had graduated years ago, what she feared most was Professor Snape.
During her school years, she was scolded in almost every Potion Class, and being scolded to tears happened more than once or twice.
"Hmph," Professor Snape snorted coldly. "Tell them to go to Hogwarts every Sunday night. Brewing Blood-Replenishing Potion like this, and not even knowing how to brew Soul Stabilizer."
"Working for several years and your Troll heads still haven't changed. Is it Fluxweed growing inside?"
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