HP: I’m working on redemption at Hogwarts

"I'll stop here with the demonstration. You can prepare the polyjuice potion yourself. Whichever group succeeds first will be dismissed first."

As soon as Professor Snape finished speaking, all the students in the Potions classroom began to get enthusiastic about developing potions.

Qiu Zhang looked back at the iron door of the potions classroom and couldn't look back for a long time, his eyes full of worry and worry.

"Aiuchang-san, maybe we have to cure your crooked neck before we can start the experiment, right?"

Professor Snape knocked on the table suddenly, his eyes piercing coldly and sharply at Qiu Chang.

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape, but I'm a little concerned that my partner isn't here today."

Qiu Zhang frowned slightly, his eyes full of worry.

Professor Snape just rolled his eyes indifferently, turned his head, pulled out a hair from the head of a boy next to him, and threw it on Qiu Zhang's table.

"Now that you have it, do it!"

Snape patted the invisible dust in his hands and turned to leave.

"But……"

"Hey... Qiu Zhang, Cedric is sick in the hospital wing today..."

The Hufflepuff boy who had just had a bunch of hair pulled out by Snape was rubbing his head and frowning while explaining the situation to Cho Chang in a low voice.

"OK, thank you……"

Qiu Zhang smiled apologetically at the boy and nodded to express his understanding.

To be honest, Qiu Zhang's performance during the whole class was not half as good as usual. I wonder if it was because he was concerned about Cedric's mood.

From time to time, he misremembered the order of stirring the crucible, and from time to time, he almost poured the lacewings that needed to be crushed into powder directly into the crucible, if Professor Snape hadn't stopped him in time.

"Qiu Zhang! You'd better go to the basement on time for confinement tonight!"

Snape's low voice was not quiet at all, and the tone of blame and rebuke penetrated Qiu Zhang's ears. Qiu Zhang could only nod silently, not daring to quarrel with Snape at all.

"Okay, Professor Snape!"

The only good thing is that Professor Snape warned him in time, otherwise Qiu Zhang would probably have been waiting for a blown cauldron and countless pustules on his body...

The polyjuice potion was quickly finished, and Qiu Zhang immediately went to Snape to report to him, and then headed to the hospital wing after class without stopping.

Snape's meaningful look when handing in the homework told Qiu Zhang that he was actually dissatisfied. Even Qiu Zhang himself knew that he was not in a good condition today and could not tell any good potion, but fortunately the task was just barely Strong finished.

…Medical Wing…

The lights in the hospital wing were soft and dim. On the white hospital bed, Cedric coughed from time to time, and his body was trembling slightly as he lay on it.

"Are you OK?"

Qiu Zhang immediately rushed forward and sat on the wooden chair next to the hospital bed. He stretched out his hand and gently touched Cedric's shoulder. He stared at the extremely weak Cedric and could not relax his brows for a long time.

"I'm fine... Madam Pomfrey gave me a refreshing potion and I should be fine soon."

Cedric's cheeks were red, his lips were white, and he looked as if he was dazed and a little not awake. Qiu Zhang reached out and touched Cedric's forehead, which was indeed hot.

"You have a fever, why?"

"It's nothing. It's just that Severn didn't know where he bought the fever potion. It was able to avoid the professor's inspection and he was excused from class...but he accidentally took my cup upside down, and I drank the potion mixed with water..."

Cedric just smiled understandingly, his tone was gentle and he treated it as a fun thing without any complaint.

"Digory...you are really..."

Qiu Zhang smiled helplessly, tightened the quilt for Cedric and sat next to Cedric.

The environment was quiet for a while, and for some reason Cedric suddenly shouted.

"Don't call me Diggory..."

Cedric suddenly didn't know what to say. Qiu Zhang was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Cedric seemed to have just taken the medicine that was taking effect, his consciousness was a little sleepy and he was not quite awake. His eyes were blurred and he took the initiative to grab Qiu Zhang's hand. Don’t let go.

"Digoory, are you okay?"

Qiu Zhang pursed his lips and looked at Cedric with worry. He wanted to reach out and touch the temperature of Cedric's forehead, but his hand did not twitch. It turned out that Cedric was unwilling to let go and was holding Qiu Zhang's hand tightly. .

"Why... why can you call us George Weasley, Fred, senior Wood, Oliver, but why should you call me Diggory..."

Cedric spoke depressedly, which was a little different from the calm and sober Cedric in the past. Qiu Zhang shook his head helplessly, looked at Cedric who was silent for a long time, and then spoke.

"No, it was obviously Digory who called me Zhang first..."

As if he was taking advantage of his illness to act rogue, Cedric sat up and approached Qiu Zhang. His half-opened eyes looked directly at Qiu Zhang, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

"Autumn, please don't call me Diggory, okay?"

If Cedric hadn't been sick, Qiu Zhang would have even doubted whether the childish and coquettish boy in front of him was Cedric. But Cho Chang just smiled at Cedric from the bottom of his heart, held his face in his hands, and looked into his eyes.

"So, Ced, can we have a good rest now?"

Qiu Zhang looked at Cedric seriously, and saw the inexplicably affectionate and serious self in Cedric's eyes, and couldn't help but be amused by his serious appearance.

Cedric seemed to be satisfied, nodded obediently, took the initiative to hold Qiu Zhang's waist, and answered in a low voice.

"Okay, Autumn!"