Chapter 17 Hufflepuff’s Privileges and Herbology Classes
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Arianna's soft voice was still in her ears, and another voice had covered it, "Wake up, Suer, we are going to be late."
Soul opened his eyes in confusion, and the first thing he saw was the vivid badger on the curtain, and then the curly hair of his roommate Justin Finch-Fletchley.
Justin was hurriedly putting on his wizard robe.
"I'll get up right away." Suer said, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Magic is extremely useful at this time.
"Clean up."
"Quick, give me one too." Justin came over, along with his two other roommates who had just struggled out of bed.
"I also want"
When the four of them walked out of the round door, they realized that they were not the only ones who seemed to be late.
The entire Hufflepuff lounge was bustling with many people.
"Sul." Digory waved to him in the crowd, "Come quickly, and your roommate, there is breakfast here."
There is a long table in Hufflepuff's lounge, which is filled with sandwiches, bread, milk, pumpkin juice and other foods.
"Didn't I tell you?" Digory handed Soul a bacon and egg sandwich, "The kitchen at Hogwarts is in the same corridor as us."
"Thank you." Su Er took it, "So we only need to have breakfast here?"
"If you want to blow a cold wind to drive away sleepiness when winter comes." Digory picked up the pumpkin juice and poured himself a glass, "upto you."
"Apparently no one thought," Soul said with a smile.
"Haha, the class schedule is on the notice board. Hufflepuff's first class is the Dean's Herbology class every year. The greenhouse is behind the castle." Digory smiled heartily, "Then I'll go to class. See you."
"See you."
Suer lowered his head and took a few bites of the sandwich, suddenly feeling as if he had forgotten something.
It shouldn't be something important, right?
In the Hogwarts dining hall, Hermione filled her stomach with a fork indifferently, but she didn't realize that the little wizards on her left and right were two spaces away from her, and they all had the same frightened expression on their faces.
"Hermione..." Neville approached shakily.
"Huh?" Hermione tilted her head in confusion.
"You...your omelette..." Neville swallowed and pointed to the plate in front of Hermione.
"What's wrong with the omelette?" Hermione looked down and didn't find anything wrong. If it were normal for the omelette to turn into little by little bits and pieces...
"No." Neville shook his head, "If we don't go to class, we will be late."
"Dang." Hermione let go and threw the spoon on the plate, "Oh, I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me, Neville."
"No...you're welcome..." Neville trembled in fear.
……
It wasn't until he walked out of the castle and approached the first greenhouse that Soul remembered what he had forgotten.
He forgot his agreement with Hermione...
It's over...Sul showed a grimace.
"What's wrong? Soul, are you hungry?" Justin asked with concern.
"It's okay, Justin, thank you." Suer shook his head, "The professor is waiting for us, let's go quickly."
As for Hermione, explain it to her at noon. If you explain it well, she should be able to understand him, right?
The professor of herbalism is Sprout, a fat lady with gray hair and an exceptionally kind smile.
But no one would doubt that a witch who could be the Head of Hufflepuff would be a harmless person.
As we all know, badgers are one of the animals that are very good at hiding themselves. Being low-key and humble does not mean harmless.
At the beginning of Professor Sprout's course, she made a very serious statement that no one is allowed to move or observe plants privately in the greenhouse. Although most of the plants in the first greenhouse are harmless, if they are not handled properly, Pomfret will Mrs. Lei's bed is definitely the most welcoming one.
The first class was mainly about introducing all kinds of strange plants and fungi in the greenhouse, which was an eye-opener for the little wizards. For example, the rhizome of mandrake will make a fatal cry when disturbed, and at least it will cause a coma. , but after it matures, it can be used to make potions that can remove petrification, light curse effects, etc.
"Attention!" Professor Sprout demonstrated their first operation to the little wizards, "Fire leaf is a plant that can catch fire very easily."
"Like this." Professor Sprout gently rubbed the two round purple leaves in his hand.
Amidst the exclamations of the little wizards, smoke immediately rose from the place where the two leaves rubbed, and then a spark quickly burned into a huge flame that enveloped Professor Sprout's hands.
But the professor waved his hand calmly, and the flames immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Does anyone know why the flames burned on my hands but failed to hurt me at all?" Professor Sprout said with a smile.
"Is it a kind of magic that isolates flames?" Suer heard the little wizard behind him whisper.
"But Professor Sprout didn't take out his wand?" a female voice retorted in a low voice.
After waiting for a moment, Professor Sprout did not receive an answer.
"It's the sap." She said softly, "Just a little bit of the sap from the stem of the fire leaf can isolate the flame caused by it. These sap are usually used to make fire-proof gloves."
Everyone was silent as they took out the parchment and started recording it.
"So, does anyone know what the ashes of the burning leaves do?"
"I know, Professor." A Ravenclaw raised her hand, her voice full of uncertainty, "It can be made into a plaster to treat burns. I once accidentally burned myself, and my mother used it to treat me. for treatment."
"That's right, five points for Ravenclaw." Sprout said happily.
It is hard to imagine that the juice from the stem of the fire leaf is not its most useful part, but the ashes after burning are the essence.
Next, Professor Sprout gave them a small bottle of liquid for the little wizards to apply on their hands. Then, they learned how to replace the potting soil for the fire leaves and pick the leaves.
Everyone is careful not to let the fire leaves in their hands turn into a ball of flame, but the little wizard who is operating for the first time will always cause some trouble.
From time to time there would be smoke and then a light.
"Well, it's really good." Professor Sprout walked over to Sur, "The right idea, the right operation, and apply a little juice between the two leaves."
"I thought your name was Sule Bones, right? Kid."
"Yes, Professor." Suer actually wanted to say that his last name was Ellison, but he still agreed softly.
"Five points for Hufflepuff!" She happily added a score to her house.
A group of young wizards immediately referred to Sur's operation, and sure enough, the number of friction fires was greatly reduced.
The group of Hannah and Susan also successfully received bonus points because they lost the least fire leaves and successfully completed the repotting operation.
The time in the herbal medicine class passed quietly in tension and tension.
Soul opened his eyes in confusion, and the first thing he saw was the vivid badger on the curtain, and then the curly hair of his roommate Justin Finch-Fletchley.
Justin was hurriedly putting on his wizard robe.
"I'll get up right away." Suer said, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Magic is extremely useful at this time.
"Clean up."
"Quick, give me one too." Justin came over, along with his two other roommates who had just struggled out of bed.
"I also want"
When the four of them walked out of the round door, they realized that they were not the only ones who seemed to be late.
The entire Hufflepuff lounge was bustling with many people.
"Sul." Digory waved to him in the crowd, "Come quickly, and your roommate, there is breakfast here."
There is a long table in Hufflepuff's lounge, which is filled with sandwiches, bread, milk, pumpkin juice and other foods.
"Didn't I tell you?" Digory handed Soul a bacon and egg sandwich, "The kitchen at Hogwarts is in the same corridor as us."
"Thank you." Su Er took it, "So we only need to have breakfast here?"
"If you want to blow a cold wind to drive away sleepiness when winter comes." Digory picked up the pumpkin juice and poured himself a glass, "upto you."
"Apparently no one thought," Soul said with a smile.
"Haha, the class schedule is on the notice board. Hufflepuff's first class is the Dean's Herbology class every year. The greenhouse is behind the castle." Digory smiled heartily, "Then I'll go to class. See you."
"See you."
Suer lowered his head and took a few bites of the sandwich, suddenly feeling as if he had forgotten something.
It shouldn't be something important, right?
In the Hogwarts dining hall, Hermione filled her stomach with a fork indifferently, but she didn't realize that the little wizards on her left and right were two spaces away from her, and they all had the same frightened expression on their faces.
"Hermione..." Neville approached shakily.
"Huh?" Hermione tilted her head in confusion.
"You...your omelette..." Neville swallowed and pointed to the plate in front of Hermione.
"What's wrong with the omelette?" Hermione looked down and didn't find anything wrong. If it were normal for the omelette to turn into little by little bits and pieces...
"No." Neville shook his head, "If we don't go to class, we will be late."
"Dang." Hermione let go and threw the spoon on the plate, "Oh, I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me, Neville."
"No...you're welcome..." Neville trembled in fear.
……
It wasn't until he walked out of the castle and approached the first greenhouse that Soul remembered what he had forgotten.
He forgot his agreement with Hermione...
It's over...Sul showed a grimace.
"What's wrong? Soul, are you hungry?" Justin asked with concern.
"It's okay, Justin, thank you." Suer shook his head, "The professor is waiting for us, let's go quickly."
As for Hermione, explain it to her at noon. If you explain it well, she should be able to understand him, right?
The professor of herbalism is Sprout, a fat lady with gray hair and an exceptionally kind smile.
But no one would doubt that a witch who could be the Head of Hufflepuff would be a harmless person.
As we all know, badgers are one of the animals that are very good at hiding themselves. Being low-key and humble does not mean harmless.
At the beginning of Professor Sprout's course, she made a very serious statement that no one is allowed to move or observe plants privately in the greenhouse. Although most of the plants in the first greenhouse are harmless, if they are not handled properly, Pomfret will Mrs. Lei's bed is definitely the most welcoming one.
The first class was mainly about introducing all kinds of strange plants and fungi in the greenhouse, which was an eye-opener for the little wizards. For example, the rhizome of mandrake will make a fatal cry when disturbed, and at least it will cause a coma. , but after it matures, it can be used to make potions that can remove petrification, light curse effects, etc.
"Attention!" Professor Sprout demonstrated their first operation to the little wizards, "Fire leaf is a plant that can catch fire very easily."
"Like this." Professor Sprout gently rubbed the two round purple leaves in his hand.
Amidst the exclamations of the little wizards, smoke immediately rose from the place where the two leaves rubbed, and then a spark quickly burned into a huge flame that enveloped Professor Sprout's hands.
But the professor waved his hand calmly, and the flames immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Does anyone know why the flames burned on my hands but failed to hurt me at all?" Professor Sprout said with a smile.
"Is it a kind of magic that isolates flames?" Suer heard the little wizard behind him whisper.
"But Professor Sprout didn't take out his wand?" a female voice retorted in a low voice.
After waiting for a moment, Professor Sprout did not receive an answer.
"It's the sap." She said softly, "Just a little bit of the sap from the stem of the fire leaf can isolate the flame caused by it. These sap are usually used to make fire-proof gloves."
Everyone was silent as they took out the parchment and started recording it.
"So, does anyone know what the ashes of the burning leaves do?"
"I know, Professor." A Ravenclaw raised her hand, her voice full of uncertainty, "It can be made into a plaster to treat burns. I once accidentally burned myself, and my mother used it to treat me. for treatment."
"That's right, five points for Ravenclaw." Sprout said happily.
It is hard to imagine that the juice from the stem of the fire leaf is not its most useful part, but the ashes after burning are the essence.
Next, Professor Sprout gave them a small bottle of liquid for the little wizards to apply on their hands. Then, they learned how to replace the potting soil for the fire leaves and pick the leaves.
Everyone is careful not to let the fire leaves in their hands turn into a ball of flame, but the little wizard who is operating for the first time will always cause some trouble.
From time to time there would be smoke and then a light.
"Well, it's really good." Professor Sprout walked over to Sur, "The right idea, the right operation, and apply a little juice between the two leaves."
"I thought your name was Sule Bones, right? Kid."
"Yes, Professor." Suer actually wanted to say that his last name was Ellison, but he still agreed softly.
"Five points for Hufflepuff!" She happily added a score to her house.
A group of young wizards immediately referred to Sur's operation, and sure enough, the number of friction fires was greatly reduced.
The group of Hannah and Susan also successfully received bonus points because they lost the least fire leaves and successfully completed the repotting operation.
The time in the herbal medicine class passed quietly in tension and tension.
