Chapter 169 The Lonely Professor Sprout

The first thing you see is darkness.

This is normal. After all, the trash can is also a closed space. Without light, it is difficult to see other things.

Immediately afterwards...

The surrounding environment has changed, but it still seems to be gray and black.

"???"what's the situation? Could it be that I turned on the black and white filter?

It took a while before Robert realized. The mouse seemed to be color blind?

Color blindness is color blindness, Robert sighed. It turns out that the mice in the wizarding world are also color blind. He thought there would be something different.

Since he was not controlling the mouse, but just borrowing its vision, Robert could not command it, but this little mouse was obviously very smart. After arriving at a new place, it sniffed around and then hid behind a stone pillar.

Seeing this, Robert felt that this little mouse might be able to provide him with some information about this room. However, as soon as his thoughts came to his mind, he felt that his eyes were blurred, and a huge shadow came over. Robert only had time to see it. A huge mouth and the vision disappeared.

Blinking his dry eyes, Robert came back to his senses and withdrew his magic.

"Hmm..." Although I didn't see clearly what it was, a basilisk was the most likely possibility.

After thinking about it, Robert felt that this matter had to be done slowly and not to be rushed. Of course, it would be better if he could enter through the normal entrance. The trash can in front of him was obviously a feeding box!

If you go in casually, you will definitely be eaten by the basilisk as a snack, right?

Sighing, Robert suddenly realized how important it was to learn a foreign language.

After the investigation was over, Robert felt that he should say goodbye. He said hello to Cole, turned a corner and went to find his professor.

At this point, Professor Sprout, who doesn't like Quidditch, should be in the greenhouse, right?

"You want to take away the house elves in the kitchen?" Professor Sprout opened his eyes wide. "Boy, there is no need for you to find them from the school. You can find those poor children who have just lost their jobs through the Ministry of Magic and give them to them. They're a family, I mean that."

Professor Sprout frowned and seemed a little displeased, "You can't force house elves to give up their jobs just because of personal preferences. That would severely damage their already fragile hearts."

Robert smacked his lips, "Professor, am I that kind of person? I just have a good personal relationship with Mr. Cole, and I just want to ask him to work for me. Moreover, when he gets older, he will always want to help in the kitchen." , it’s different with me, I just take care of the store, and I have a lot of store employees, they all like the house elf and won’t let it do a lot of work, Mr. Cole should be very leisurely.”

Professor Sprout's mouth twitched, "I don't think you consider whether the other party agrees or not every time you pick a fight."

Robert opened his eyes wide, looking innocent.

"Okay, if that house elf is really willing to help you, I think I can still inform the principal, but you have to go to the principal's office to explain the matter to the principal in person." Professor Sprout patted Patting Robert on the shoulder, "I believe you will treat it well. Remember, patience, friendliness, and equality are the qualities that will make you gain true friendship."

I helped Professor Sprout clean the greenhouse, and then took a look at the professor's new herb. It was a red plant, a bit like a leafless Strelitzia reginae, but it really had no leaves and was about 20 inches tall. When Robert looked at it, he could vaguely hear it complaining that the temperature in the greenhouse was a bit low.

"Professor, is this the kind of plant you mentioned that can improve the body's self-healing ability?" Robert poked its petals, and the purple-red petals shook, making a dissatisfied cry, "Wow, this kid is so annoying. He’s actually touching my flowers!”

After being stunned for a moment, a sentence suddenly popped into Robert's mind, "What are flowers called plants?"

He trembled, quickly loosened the petals in his hands, and couldn't help but rub them on his robe.

Damn it, I can’t even think about it. Robert just felt that before he could forget this sentence, he must stay away from all flowers.

"Hey, don't touch its flowers with your hands!" Professor Sprout yelled, "The flowers of that thing are very delicate, and the only thing that is really valuable is that flower!"

Robert wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and asked stutteringly, "So, you mean to eat the flowers directly?"

"If you can think of food combinations on your own, I don't mind giving you more, but food made with flowers..." Professor Sprout shrugged, "Anyway, when I discovered it in that tribe in Africa, the natives Just eat it directly, they said that if each person eats about five or six pods, the effect will be significantly reduced."

"It's really magical, these magic potions." Robert sighed.

Professor Sprout shook his head, "These things are called blood orchids, and they are relatively precious potions. But as expected, it is better to have more potions in flower-growing countries! If it weren't for the visa being too difficult to obtain, I will definitely ask for leave to go." She glared at Robert and said, "You brat, you obviously had the opportunity to go, but you didn't even look for the potion!"

Robert laughed dryly. The problem was, he didn’t know where to look!

You know, his visa only allows him to move within the Magic City. Going to the Chen clan is already the limit. Brother Chen Xiang didn't take him to find the magic potion. He also wanted to see the legendary alchemy. .

"Yes, I will help you find the potion if I have the chance, Professor." Robert laughed dryly.

Professor Sprout sighed, "Forget it, don't you have your own shop to take care of? It's very dangerous to search for potions in sparsely populated places. I'm just complaining."

After saying that, she waved her hand, "Let's go, don't get in my way! I seemed to hear someone cheering on the court. They must be those brats from Gryffindor. Except for the one named Neville, I didn't find anyone there. Have even a little bit of talent in Potions."

As she spoke, she glanced at Robert, "Including Miss Granger, I mean seriously, although she is very smart, she is the same type of person as Ms. McGonagall."

Professor McGonagall?

Robert thought for a moment and replaced Hermione's face with Professor McGonagall.

Well, it feels a bit scary, but maybe Hermione will become another Professor McGonagall in the future!

Turning around, Professor Sprout sighed, "The science of potions is inherently boring. After all, potions are not magical creatures. They can take adventures with you and play with you... They are all cultivated with great difficulty and then destroyed." People eat them... Sigh... There are not many people who can bear to be with plants for the rest of their lives..."

There was an indescribable loneliness in his tone.

Perhaps, Professor Sprout has been waiting silently in the greenhouse for someone who can inherit the mantle.