Chapter 387 The complicated steps of resurrection water and Longbottom volunteering

After learning about the Ministry of Magic's operation, Rice was speechless for a long time.

The people in the Ministry of Magic actually told the Prime Minister about the existence of the magic world...

He first wrote a letter to Henry, asking him to stop Minister Bones from doing such stupid things again. At the same time, he also attached his own proposal: It's time for the Ministry of Magic to send a few wizards to be stationed in the Muggle government.

If you want to take root in the civil service system, you can find out the policies of Muggles in advance, and an admission letter from a top university is essential. Although civil servants do not need scientific knowledge, they have high requirements for liberal arts literacy - at least they must be able to use long and difficult sentences proficiently, and all of these require time to plan.

After writing a reply to Henry, Rice put his energy back on his new invention.

The seeds have been planted, and it will take time to witness what kind of flowers will bloom.

Speaking of seeds, after the holiday, Rice took the compass grass that Helga gave him to find Professor Sprout.

He hoped that this professor who was well-versed in herbology could try to revive the precious plant in his hand.

Well, let's see if modern wizards have any way. If so, don't bother Helga.

Professor Sprout didn't have a deep impression of Rice. He would hide in the corner of the classroom with his familiar classmates in every class, not causing trouble or making trouble. He would not rush to answer his questions like Hermione Granger, but when he was called, he would always give the correct answer. In addition, his grades were very good. In Professor Sprout's opinion, it should be because he had been with Daphne and absorbed the positive influence of the academic bully.

More importantly, in three years, Professor Sprout had never heard that Rice Lint had a conflict with any Hufflepuff student. This was not like a Slytherin at all - this also made Rice have a good impression on Professor Sprout.

However, when Rice showed his "collection" to Professor Sprout, she was very impressed with this student.

"Compass grass?" Professor Sprout stood up from her seat, wishing she could pounce on him.

A plant that was thought to be extinct in the first century AD, and the Romans searched hard but only found one plant, and finally presented it to Emperor Nero, appeared in front of her like this. What a shock.

As early as the ancient Roman period, compass grass was an extremely important potion raw material. There were dozens of potion formulas with it as the main or auxiliary ingredient. It can be used to treat coughs, hernias, malaise, and even give beef and mutton a unique flavor. Combined with modern potion formulas, it is unknown how many sparks can be created.

The reappearance of this thing is of great significance to herbology and potion science.

Professor Sprout carefully examined the specimen brought by Rice, and finally determined that it perfectly matched the ancient Romans' description of compass grass.

"Where did you get it from?" After confirming that the specimen in front of him was compass grass, Professor Sprout couldn't wait to ask.

Looking at the state of the specimen, it seems to have retained a trace of activity, and the medicinal properties have not declined at all. This is definitely not a legacy of ancient Rome, but is produced in modern times.

So is it true that there is a compass grass that has escaped the search of the Romans and has multiplied all the way to the present in a hidden corner?

"Professor White gave it to me."

Upon hearing the source, Sprout's heart sank.

Professor White? That antique from hundreds of years ago? Sprout's hope was shattered at once: I'm afraid only Merlin knows where Professor White got this compass grass from. As time goes by, the source of the compass grass may have long been lost.

"Professor, do you think there is still hope for this specimen to be saved?" Les asked with a glimmer of hope.

In a world with magic, nothing is impossible, such as making a dried specimen come alive. Of course, Muggles can also use the power of science to perform magic-like operations.

Looking at the compass grass lying quietly in the box, Sprout suddenly remembered an unpopular prescription, which can indeed revive dead plants, but it is extremely cumbersome and time-consuming.

I wonder if Les in front of me has the patience?

"I do have a formula that is very effective for this situation." Professor Sprout did not hesitate and directly wrote on the parchment a plant revival prescription she harvested from South America when she traveled abroad.

"But this formula is very cumbersome, and few people have the patience to stick to it." Before handing over the prescription, Professor Sprout also gave Les a shot of vaccination.

Les did not take the so-called cumbersomeness to heart - as a potion master, what complex potions have he not made? He can easily make a time-consuming potion like the Polyjuice Potion, so how could he be afraid of the cumbersome prescription?

However, after seeing the "formula" handed to him, Les's first reaction was: Professor, are you kidding me? This is a formula that can be written by a human? !

Professor Sprout's prescription is used to prepare a nutrient solution for resurrection water. This resurrection water requires the cultivation of seven specific herbs: sunflower, moon grass, Styx vine, hawk kiss flower, wind sunflower, swamp jumping bulb and fire-breathing agave.

These seven herbs have their own characteristics and need to be cultivated in different environments. They also need to be watered and fertilized at specific times every day. What's more troublesome is that the window period left after picking is very short, and they need to be processed immediately after picking. After the extracts of the seven herbs are mixed together, they are mixed with the blood of the people who planted these plants. This resurrection water is considered complete. After the preparation, it must be used within a quarter of an hour, otherwise the resurrection water will lose its activity. In order to revive the dead plants, these resurrection waters must be poured every four days, and a total of thirteen times can make the plants resurrect.

Rice did a simple calculation and found that it would take fifty-two days to pour the resurrection water alone, not counting the time for cultivating herbs.

This is too time-consuming!

If this is the case, don't do anything else, just grow "vegetables" every day.

"Well, I'll go back and study it carefully." Rice said politely, put away Professor Sprout's formula and left her office.

Although the compass grass is precious, is it really worth it for him to do so? Rice was a little hesitant. He was unwilling to do such repetitive and heavy physical work from the bottom of his heart.

‘Eh? I can make a puppet and let the puppet plant and pick herbs for me! ’ A flash of inspiration flashed through Rice’s mind, which made him suddenly enlightened.

What era is it? Still planting herbs by yourself?

His good friend Helga Hufflepuff is the world's top puppet maker. He only needs to say "Help me, Professor White" and the problem will be solved.

Thinking of this, Rice strode to Helga's office.

Outside her office, Rice ran into a familiar yet strange person.

"Neville? Why are you here?" Rice asked in astonishment.

"It's like this..." Neville took out a wooden box from his arms and told Rice what Professor White had done in the Hufflepuff common room before.

"Oh? Can I see it?" Rice suddenly remembered that Helga had made such an invention in order to select students with excellent talents. Unexpectedly, she actually left this invention with Neville.

He tried it and felt it. It really required a high level of magic sensitivity. However, for Les, who was proficient in the flow of magic, it was easy to send the balls into the corresponding holes.

For a moment, Les wanted to take this little prop back to Slytherin College and let the students there try it.

But after a little consideration, he gave up the idea. First, dealing with two students had exhausted his energy, and second, what should he do if those people he looked down on were tested to have high talents?

Teaching them knowledge is disgusting, and not teaching them knowledge is suspected of wasting talents, so it is better not to test - as long as I don't test, I don't know their talents, so it's not a waste of talents.

As for taking talented students around to teach by example, Les has no confidence in this regard since Daphne was involved with magma.

"So Neville, you are here to return this box?" After returning the box to Neville, Les asked.

"Yes." Neville smiled: "I can do it now!"

As he said, he demonstrated it in front of Rice. Sure enough, four crisp sounds came in just a few seconds, and all four beads fell into the corresponding holes.

Rice's eyes widened: Neville's ability to control magic is quite excellent. But this is strange. If Neville has such a good talent, why didn't Helga accept him as a student?

Could it be...?

Sure enough, after asking, Neville told Rice that he had mastered the trick after a period of practice. It took much longer to get the ball into the correct hole before.

"That day in the common room, I was too nervous and accidentally moved the beads too far." Neville smiled embarrassedly, and his round face turned slightly red.

Rice nodded silently, and at the same time he looked at Neville with new eyes, but at the same time he felt a little sorry: Neville's talent in magic control did not meet Helga's requirements for taking him as an apprentice - only students who could return the ball to its place within ten seconds after touching the box for the first time could be said to meet their requirements, and Neville's situation could only be said to be talented.

If Helga had no students, then everything would be fine, but unfortunately she had already accepted Cedric, and it was difficult for her to spare the energy to teach a student with mediocre talent.

What a pity.

After burying his sympathy for Neville in his heart, when Rice was about to knock on the door of Helga's office, Neville asked him a question: Why did he come here? Was he going to ask questions about Defense Against the Dark Arts?

Rice was amused by Neville's words - it was more like Helga came to ask him questions.

"I came to Professor White to design a doll." As he said that, Rice told Neville about what he had just done when he went to Professor Sprout.

"Compass grass? Can I take a look?" Neville's interest was immediately aroused. As a young man who loves herbal medicine, he simply couldn't resist the temptation to see the rare plant that was rumored to have long been extinct.

Rice was not a stingy person. He directly took out the box containing the compass grass and handed it to Neville.

After carefully opening the box and holding his breath to look at the compass grass in the box for a while, Neville showed a satisfied expression.

"If I could draw, I could draw it." He said with emotion.

"Have you heard of compass grass?" Rice was more curious about Neville's reaction. He seemed to have heard of the name of compass grass a long time ago. This was strange, because this herb was particularly famous among Muggles. In the magic world, no one had heard of it except wizards who specialized in herbology.

"Well, I saw a record of it in a book. It's a pity that they are extinct, but I didn't expect to see a specimen here..." At this point, Neville suddenly remembered something: Rice seemed to have mentioned that he went to Professor Sprout's office to find a way to revive the herb?

"Rice, what did Professor Sprout say?" Thinking of this, Neville became excited and asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"The professor did give me a formula, but the steps in it were too complicated, so I'm considering asking Professor White to design an automatic doll to help me grow the herbs needed for the formula."

"Um...can I see the formula?" After learning that Professor Sprout really had a prescription for resurrecting plants, Neville's heart flashed with a burst of heartfelt joy. After a few seconds, curiosity about the prescription took over his heart. Driven by curiosity, he bravely asked Rice about the content of the formula.

Rice would not hide this knowledge. He directly took out the parchment with the prescription and stuffed it into Neville's hand.

"It is indeed a complicated prescription." After reading the process recorded in the prescription, Neville also felt that this formula was indeed extremely complicated and cumbersome.

"So just ask Professor White to design an automatic doll."

"Rice-"

"Huh?"

Neville's face turned red, and he told Rice that he was willing to try to help him grow the herbs for resurrection water.

Rice showed a confused look: Didn't he say that he would ask White to design an automatic doll to grow medicine?

"But dolls are expensive, aren't they?" Neville rarely expressed his views to the outside world. He really wanted to participate in the work of resurrecting the compass grass.

Rice wanted to tell him that he was not short of money, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

"Okay, thank you for your help..." He hesitated a little, because he was not sure if Neville could do this task well. But it didn't matter, let him try, at worst he could go to Helga to make a doll after he failed.

"Great!" Seeing that Les agreed, Neville almost jumped up with excitement, and he repeatedly assured Les that he would take good care of the herbs and compass grass.

Les nodded, and then pushed open the door of Helga's office.

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