Chapter 115 In Herbal Medicine Class

After enjoying a short lunch break, Mike and Franklin went to the greenhouse, where the Herbology class was held. This afternoon's Herbology class was taught by Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Mike originally thought that the Savior trio should He would miss this class, but when Mike came to the greenhouse, he found Ron and Hermione playing with a strange-shaped plant in the greenhouse.

"What's going on? Didn't you follow Harry to find Dumbledore?" Mike asked.

"Yes, in fact Dumbledore did agree to Harry's request, and personally took him to the homes of those seniors." Hermione said with a grimace, "However, Principal Dumbledore refused what we wanted. We asked to apologize together because we were afraid it would affect our studies."

Mike looked at Ron who was screaming in pain when his finger was bitten by that strange plant, and said speechlessly: "Well, maybe you should study herbal medicine."

"What do you mean?" Hermione was furious. "Last year, my Herbology score was much higher than yours! Not only Herbology, but also History of Magic, Transfiguration, etc., my scores were far higher than yours. Much higher! You are the one who should study hard!"

"Um, you heard wrong. I was talking about Ron, not you." Mike waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "Take a good look at him."

Hermione turned her head to look over at Ron. Seeing that Ron was almost crying in pain, she couldn't help but sigh, and used her wand to conjure a feather to lightly tickle the strange plant. The plant seemed to be very ticklish. It sneezed when it was tickled by the feathers, spitting out Ron Dao's fingers.

Mike took this opportunity to run away quickly. He knew Hermione very well, and he could hold you and educate her all day long. Seeing Hermione turn to educate Ron about that weird plant, Mike breathed a sigh of relief and silently mourned for Ron for three seconds.

At this time, Professor Sprout also walked out of the botanical garden behind the greenhouse and announced that the herbal medicine class had officially begun.

Professor Sprout is a kind lady. She and Snape are like two extremes, one is as warm as the sun and the other is as cold as ice.

Therefore, although Professor Sprout does not have much power in Hogwarts, he is the most popular. Especially the wizards of Muggle origin in Hufflepuff, who simply regard Sprout as their own. Like relatives and elders.

The students who were still playing and playing in the greenhouse quickly returned to their seats when they saw Professor Sprout appearing.

Professor Sprout greeted everyone with a smile, came to the strange plant, lifted it up and said, "Good afternoon everyone, are you satisfied with today's lunch? That is a recipe invented by Ms. Hufflepuff."

Everyone said yes.

"The plant we are going to study today is the York flytrap I have in my hand now. They are very similar to the common flytraps in the Muggle world. They also use nectar and fragrance to attract prey. Finally, when the prey enters the trap, it Eat it.

But the difference is that the York Flytrap can grow up to more than 3 meters tall, which means that humans and all animals with similar sizes to humans are also on the diet of these little things. The content of our class today is to feed these little things.

It is worth noting that these York flytraps are also poisonous, and their toxins have a strong paralyzing effect. You must wear dragon skin gloves when feeding to prevent them from being bitten. "

Sprout looked around and saw Ron, who was completely paralyzed and lying on the ground drooling.

"Well, it seems you already know this."

Professor Sprout smiled and shook his head, took out a beaker-shaped cup from a box on the side, and poured the light yellow liquid inside into Ron's open mouth.

The liquid medicine soon began to take effect. Ron climbed up from the ground with difficulty, patted the dirt on his body and began to thank Professor Sprout.

Professor Sprout nodded and continued: "York Flytrap is a plant that will never let go of its mouth once it bites its prey. So, do any of you know how to make York Flytrap open its mouth on its own?"

Hermione was the first to raise her hand.

Mike recalled what Hermione had done after Ron was bitten, and he hesitated and raised his hand.

There were quite a few students in the greenhouse who raised their hands, and Mike was not the only one who had just seen Hermione handling the York Flytrap. But after Professor Sprout looked around for a week, he named Mike.

Mike was a little surprised when his name was called. He originally thought that Professor Sprout would let Hermione answer this question. After all, she was the first to raise her hand.

"Um, tickle it."

"Correct answer, 10 points for Ravenclaw!" Sprout said happily.

Seeing this, Hermione stepped on the ground bitterly, but accidentally stepped on Ron's foot, causing Ron to scream in pain.

Everyone's attention was attracted by his scream. Hermione blushed with embarrassment and almost wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

Mike was also a little embarrassed. He really didn't want to steal Hermione's points just now. Who knew Professor Sprout would call his name.

"Okay, everyone, look over here." Professor Sprout said, "Let's continue the class. Please pay attention."

In the following time, as long as Mike raised his hand, Professor Sprout would ask Mike to answer the question. If the answer is correct, 10 points will be added. If the answer is wrong, 5 points will be added for a courageous reason. Now everyone can see that Professor Sprout is deliberately favoring Mike.

Mike also figured out the reason why Professor Sprout did this. It was probably because he helped the little Hufflepuff wizard, so Professor Sprout favored him.

But now in this situation, Sprout's excessive favoritism has almost turned into flattery. Seeing the little wizards around him looking at him with increasingly weird looks, Mike had no choice but to stop raising his hand.

After finally making it to the end of get out of class, Mike finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione ran out of the greenhouse as soon as Sprout announced that get out of class was over. Seeing this, Mike hurriedly chased after her, trying to explain to Hermione.

However, at this time, a crowd of people gathered just after class. Not only their second-grade classmates who were taking herbal medicine classes, but also students in other grades taking other courses had just finished class. Despite the obstruction of the crowd, Mike chased He even far away but could not catch up. Sensitive.

Seeing Hermione disappear into the crowd, Mike shook his head helplessly.

"Huh~huh, why don't you chase me?" Franklin said, panting and catching up.

"I lost her." Mike sighed and said, "Forget it, let's ignore her for now. Let's go to the Hogwarts kitchen first."

Mike had long sensed that Hermione's attitude towards him was not quite right recently, and she seemed to be angry with him. But because there were too many things going on recently, Mike did not deal with it. Now it seems that Hermione has a lot of opinions about him, and has reached the point where she has to take care of him.

Mike silently made a decision in his mind that he must find an opportunity to talk to Hermione later.

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