According to Kreacher, Vera possessed the good looks inherited from the Black Family, bearing a strong resemblance to her biological father.
Regarding this point, that charm value as high as 8 already explained everything.
As for who Snape would think of when seeing her, she did not know.
Vera pushed her wheelchair forward without changing her expression, nodding slightly: “Good morning, Madam Pomfrey, Professor Snape. Thank you for making a special trip.”
“You’re welcome, dear.” Madam Pomfrey said kindly, “Can we find a place to sit down first? I need to understand your condition in detail.”
Kreacher appeared at the right moment, leading everyone to the reception room and serving hot tea and refreshments.
Madam Pomfrey took out her wand and waved it gently: “Please relax, Miss Black. I need to do a basic check on you first.”
A gentle blue light flowed from the tip of her wand, enveloping Vera’s entire body like ripples of water.
Vera could clearly see the trajectory of those magic flowing within her body—they traveled down her spine, gradually dimming below the waist.
Madam Pomfrey’s brows gradually furrowed: “The situation is more complicated than I imagined…”
She hesitated somewhat, seemingly struggling over whether to tell the diagnosis results to this 11-year-old girl.
But… obviously there were no adults left in the Black Family to help Vera make decisions.
Vera saw Madam Pomfrey’s hesitation and said calmly: “Please speak directly, Madam. I have the right to know my physical condition.”
Madam Pomfrey exchanged a glance with Snape, and finally sighed: “Complete spinal cord injury, plus some nerves suffering severe compression, causing irreversible damage…”
“Yeah, at that time the car crashed from the side, and my adoptive mother barely pushed me out of the car, but my lower body was still stuck between the car door and the wall.” Vera explained calmly.
In the first three days after time-traveling, she spent a long time accepting her current situation and sorting out the background of the original Vera one by one.
In those few memories, the original Vera seemed to have never met her biological parents, but was adopted by a Muggle adoptive mother since childhood, unaware that she was a Witch.
Until after the car accident, she was sent to the hospital, and when she was judged to only be waiting for death, Kreacher, who had always been searching for Regulus’s orphan, found her and brought her to St. Mungos.
The good news was that magic in this era indeed had some unique features compared to Muggle medicine, successfully saving the dying Vera, but… New chapters come out on novelping.com first. it could only go this far.
For more than half a year after this, Vera could only fight against illness every day.
But a little girl of only 10 years old, without family and friends, with only a House-elf taking care of her, ultimately lost her fighting spirit and passed away gloomily a few days before receiving her Hogwarts letter.
It was at that time that Vera transmigrated into this body.
Hearing her explanation, the expressions of the two adult Wizards present became even more solemn.
“Poor child…” Madam Pomfrey sighed softly, her gaze towards her holding a bit more affection, and continued, “The nerve connections are almost completely severed, and the muscles also have varying degrees of atrophy…”
Snape suddenly spoke, his oppressive gaze staring tightly at Vera, “What Potion have you been taking?”
Vera motioned for Kreacher to fetch the medical box: “Mostly muscle repair Potion and nerve soother, and once a week I also take a potent healing Potion.”
Snape picked up a bottle of emerald-green Potion, shook it gently, observed it against the light for a moment, and then unceremoniously commented: “Outdated formula, crude manufacturing process, very limited therapeutic effect.”
Kreacher’s ears immediately drooped, and he whispered in defense: “This is already prescribed by the best healer in St. Mungos…”
Snape snorted coldly and put the Potion bottle back on the table: “Obviously, this Potion maker’s skill is open to question.”
He turned to Madam Pomfrey, “What do you think?”
Madam Pomfrey put away her wand and hesitated for a moment before saying: “To be honest, with the current magical medical level, we can only brew some more potent Potions to try, at least… it can reduce pain and delay muscle atrophy.”
The implication was that she also thought the hope of complete cure was slim.
Vera gently let out a breath, with no excessive emotional fluctuations visible on her face.
“I understand, thank you for your diagnosis.” She said calmly, “Being able to alleviate the symptoms is already very good.”
Snape’s eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze carrying a bit of scrutiny: “Miss Black, you don’t seem surprised by such a result.”
“Admirable… sanity.” Snape’s expression seemed to sink a bit more, but he did not continue asking.
Madam Pomfrey also took out a few small bottles from the medical kit she carried: “Dear, these are some Potions I brewed, which can help relieve nerve pain and muscle spasms. Also—”
She hesitated for a moment and took out another small bottle, “This is a strong nutrient Potion; you are too thin and weak, and need nutritional supplements.”
Vera took the Potions and thanked her softly.
She could feel the pity in Madam Pomfrey’s eyes, which made her feel somewhat uncomfortably uneasy.
Snape suddenly took out a piece of parchment from the inner pocket of his robe, quickly wrote a few lines on it with a quill, and then handed it to Kreacher.
“Prepare materials according to this recipe,” he said without raising his head, “Afterwards it will be sent via owl every week, at least it’s more effective than these you are using now…”
Kreacher trembled as he took the recipe, almost crying: “Thank you Professor Snape! Kreacher will prepare everything!”
Vera wasn’t too surprised by this.
Not to mention Snape’s identity as a double agent, this was a task assigned by Dumbledore after all, so he had to do something.
“Thank you very much, Professor.” She said sincerely, “This is a huge help to me.”
Snape stopped his pen, glanced at her, and briefly replied “Duty bound”.
After the check was over, Madam Pomfrey recorded various data of Vera in detail, and promised to coordinate with other Professors at Hogwarts to ensure her convenience of life during school, then she and Snape left via the floo network again.
Vera leaned back gently against her wheelchair, looking down at her legs.
“Irreversible damage…”
Kreacher approached cautiously: “Miss… are you alright?”
“I’m fine, Kreacher.” Vera replied softly, her gaze falling on the recipe left by Snape, “Prepare the materials according to the Professor’s instructions.”
“Yes, Miss!” The House-elf bowed deeply and disappeared with a pop.