Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

On this night, many aspiring students had a beautiful dream. In their dreams, they held up the goblet of honor on the podium and were immersed in the cheers of the crowd.

Of course, ideals and reality are always full of gaps. The next day, when they wake up from their sleep, they have to welcome their new courses.

It may be that the gap is a bit too large, and many students are a little a little spirited.

They were all in the arena, and now they can only face these disgusting plants.

In the greenhouse, Slytherin and Hufflepuff students are taking herbal medicine class.

They dare to say that this is the ugliest plant they have ever seen. In fact, they are not like plants, but more like black, slimy slugs, emerging straight out of the soil.And each one was squirming slightly, and there were many shiny big drum bags on his body, which seemed to be liquid.

"Babo tuber." Professor Sprout told everyone happily, "You need to squeeze it with your hands. You have to collect its pus."

"Merlin is on, this thing is disgusting enough, you still want to collect its pus?" A Slytherin female student screamed, looking very unacceptable.

"The pus of Balbo tubers is the best medicine to treat intractable acne." A girl with glasses said seriously as if she was writing a book, then put on gloves and squeezed the tubers very seriously.

"The student's answer is correct." Professor Sprout said appreciatively. "Add ten to Ravenclaw."

"Then I would rather get acne." The girl said just now, she was about to take off her gloves and give up.

"I think this is also a good exercise." Malfoy was already sitting on a low stool, with his hands through the gloves, focusing on collecting the disgusting, yellow-green liquid into the bottle.

When the other Slytherin students saw this, even if they weren't very willing, they followed his demonstration. The girl picked up the gloves she had dropped again, reluctant to find a position and started "work". stand up.

Sometimes, a leader can play a very important role.

A deep and vigorous bell came from the castle, over the damp ground, and the get out of class was over. The classmates dispersed. This nauseating class is finally over. The students who have class have to cross the damp grass and rush. Going to the next class, the students who have no class are anxious to go back to take a shower and wash off the pungent gasoline smell.

The following courses are all step-by-step. Hagrid’s replacement teacher. Professor Grapland is an experienced teacher. Unlike the dangerous and magical creatures commonly used in Hagrid’s class, she chose to teach Interesting and practical.

For example, for today's course, she has carefully prepared a special kind of creature-the tree-guarding Luoguo for the students present.

A bunch of branches lay quietly on the grass, stacked fairly neatly.

This is a very strange creature, usually disguised as a branch, but it looks very cute, like a wood elf, each with brown, lumpy legs and arms, and each hand There are two branch-like fingers, and each flat, bark-like funny face has two small round brown eyes gleaming.

As if sensing the onlookers of the students, these creatures have regained their vitality.

"This is a tree guardian pot." Professor Grapland pointed to one of them and began to introduce them to the students. "They generally live on trees whose branches can be used as magic wands, and they eat soft-shelled turtles as food. If you like, You can get some soil turtles from me, and the tree guard will attract attention from their favorite food, so that we can collect leaves or wood from the trees where the tree guard lives."

"It's much more interesting than the eagle horse." A student took the lead and shouted. Many students followed and clapped. The teacher was actually a temporary substitute last semester.

"Look, it is nodding to me!" A girl said excitedly. For such cute things, women generally lack the ability to resist.

"Don't reach out to touch them." Professor Grapland immediately took out his wand and beat back the hand that the girl was about to reach.

Sometimes the wand can also be used as a pointer.

"They have not developed a good impression of you at this time. Touching them rashly will cause them to fight back. After all, when the tame creatures are threatened at home, they will fight back." Professor Grapland said seriously, "They Your hands are sharp. It is easy to cut your robes or leave some scars on your hands and feet. The worst result is that their hands pierce your eyeballs. In that case, recovery will take a long time. time."

"Well, it seems that you have to coax them first." The girl rubbed her beaten wrist, said helplessly, and blinked her eyes by the way. Just talk about the teacher's words, just let her Some tingling in the eyes.

"If Pansy was here, would he be clamoring to catch one as a pet?" Malfoy was unusually distracted at this time, showing a knowing smile. Maybe it was because the previous time was too accustomed. At that time, the girl wasn't entangled with him, but he was still a little uncomfortable.

"I hope you can get better soon." Malfoy thought about this, and decided to wait for free time to write a letter, let the owl take him over and ask about Pansy's leg injury.

"Sneez." Pansy, who was far away at the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, took a sniff. She was lying quietly on the bed now, wondering why she sneezed without warning.

"It's not going to catch a cold." She subconsciously reached out and touched her head, only feeling that the temperature was normal.

"Miss Parkinson, it's time to drink the medicine." It should be the medical staff who was in charge of her condition, holding a steaming earthen jar, and pushing open the door. Pansy's expression became bitter when she saw this man.

The reason is simple. Most medicines are very bitter. There are no capsules and sugar coatings in the wizard's treatment methods and prescriptions.

No longer to see what kind of "tug-of-war" Pansy would have with the doctor over the drug, he turned his attention back to Hogwarts.

"Very good, precautions, I have already explained it, and the next step is your work." Professor Grapland's slightly hoarse voice pulled Malfoy back to reality.

"You need to each complete a sketch, mark each part of the body of the tree guarding Luoguo, remember, three people." She arranged the task, so the students began to take the distributed turtles and approached These "little guys" began to observe.

After a while, the bell rang, and all the students completed the sketches. The only difference was the difference in fineness.

Another class is over, which means-they are one step closer to Professor Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

It's just that the students of Slytherin would not have thought about what they would learn in this class.

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