"Snape personally gave you the antidote?" In the hospital wing, several young wizards crowded around Harry.
"Maybe don't drink it," Ron said. "I think you're fine like this. What if it's poison? It's not worth the risk."
Harry widened his big green eyes in a glare. "Ron, I'm Harry! Harry! Your best friend! I'm your friend! You can't make me stay a girl forever!"
"All right, forget I said anything..." Ron said guiltily.
"Although I also don't think there's anything bad about you being like this," Hermione said, "I don't think Snape would dare openly poison you at school, would he? After all, everyone knows he's in charge of treating you."
"Not everyone," Tom said. "In fact, it's only us and a few professors. Harry doesn't want his situation made public, after all."
"If the professors trust Snape enough, he might be able to find some random excuse and bluff his way through it."
Harry's shoulders slumped. That was exactly what he was worried about too.
But the moment he thought of living on as a girl, he felt an inexplicable fear.
"No, I have to try!"
He took out the bottle of potion and drew a deep breath. "If I die in a moment, you have to tell the other professors that Snape absolutely did it on purpose."
With that, he opened the stopper and was just about to drink the antidote when Cho Chang suddenly pressed down on his hand. "Wait."
"Don't rush," the older girl said. "Why don't we ask another professor first? Professor Murphy is very knowledgeable about transformation potions too. Even if he can't make an antidote, he should at least be able to judge whether this one is poisonous, right?"
"But the professors all seem to be on holiday. Just now, I even heard