Necromancers Guide to Magic

Chapter Thirteen: Cangzhuo and Mandrake

Benjamin, who had been observing others, was also attracted by the sound and turned his attention to the podium.

Professor McGonagall, turned a table into a pig so easily.

Benjamin knew that the larger the body, the more difficult it would be to deform.

And this pig humming on the podium is undoubtedly a successful example.

It seemed that the dean of Gryffindor was also very good, and Benjamin was stroking his chin while watching.

The pig shook his tail, and after a tap on Professor McGonagall's wand, it changed back to a desk.

Seeing all the students with shocked and yearning eyes, Professor McGonagall nodded."If you want to become an Auror in the future (Ron: Harry, my dream is an Auror!), then getting an O in the transformation class is a must."

"What is the Auror?" Frank asked next to Benjamin. He came from a Muggle family, and he didn't do his homework in advance like Benjamin. It's normal to not understand these proper nouns.

The girl in front of them, the shaggy Gryffindor turned her head and said, "It's the policeman from the Ministry of Magic. It sounds cool. I think the boys like it."

Frank smiled at her, then said gratefully, "Thank you, my name is Frank, what's your name?"

"Hello, I, my name is Hermione Granger." Hermione looked a little excited, maybe she was thanked for the first time since she came to Hogwarts.

Benjamin did not pay attention to them, and looked at Professor McGonagall intently.Then he took long notes in his notebook.

Benjamin discovered that besides him, Hermione and Draco were the only students who took notes so seriously.

"Today's task is very simple. You can try to turn a match into a needle." Professor McGonagall handed out the match to everyone.

So simple?Benjamin held the match in his hand and hesitated.

He has always understood the truth of the shot.If he hadn't turned the whole city into a dead soul at the time, maybe he would not be hunted down by the church.

After all, he is still a junior magician.

So Benjamin took out his wand and awkwardly used the transformation spell.Benjamin even deliberately missed a few words.

The get out of class bell rang, and it was Hermione who did the best, followed by Draco.

Draco said to Benjamin a little unhappy and braggingly, "That Mudblood is quite capable. Benjamin, how come you are like Harry and have no reaction at all."

Frank, the only person here who knew Benjamin's true strength (at least he thought so), gave Draco a contemptuous look.

"Don't mess with me." Benjamin's mouth didn't move, but his voice sounded clearly in Frank's ear.

So a farce hadn't started yet, but it was interrupted because of Benjamin's prevention.

"The next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts, can we sit together?" Hermione ran over and said to Frank.

Gryffindor didn't need to be with Slytherin in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which made the students of the two colleges breathe out involuntarily.

"Of course, Miss Granger," Frank said politely.

"Benjamin, your Gryffindor's attendant was with a Mudblood! By the way, I almost forgot, he is also a Mudblood. The two of them are very good match." Draco sometimes matches A five or six-year-old child yelled in Benjamin's ear.

"Master Malfoy, you have been arguing about this topic many times. What I want to say is that our next class is herbal medicine. If we don't hurry, we won't have time to get to Professor Sprout's greenhouse.

Draco always kept his mouth shut, and he always became more serious when he mentioned class.

This seems to be better than the savior.Benjamin couldn't help thinking.

If Professor McGonagall is like a brave and witty cat, then Professor Sprout is definitely a gentle rabbit.

This is a fat witch who always smiles.

She took the group of first-year freshmen to explain all kinds of novel plants.

"This is evening primrose, they are very rare, you must not confuse them with sage." Professor Sprout pointed to a small clump of plants that looked like weeds.

"This, I think you all know it, it's called Mandrake." Professor Sprout pointed to a bunch of plants that looked very ordinary.

The class with Slytherin was Hufflepuff. A acne-grown Hufflepuff said in surprise, "Mandrake! I've heard that when it is pulled out of the soil, it will sharpen Call! On our side, I mean Muggles, and everyone thinks mandela grass is an evil creature."

Benjamin looked at Mandrake with interest, which is a very magical plant, he must admit.The necessary materials when making hallucinogens. If you add them to the corpse, then add the tears of the griffon, and the blood of the unicorn's neck, I heard that you can refine the extremely evil Ramatsu.

Professor Sprout looked at his students tenderly, and then added 2 points to Hufflepuff without hesitation.(Yes, Professor Sprout is the dean of Hufflepuff.)

"That's a bonus? Hufflepuff is really pathetic." Draco couldn't help but whispered again.

As if worried about the safety of these first-year freshmen, Professor Sprout did not follow the strong wishes of the students and pulled out the mandela grass to show them.

Benjamin knew that the mandela grass did scream, but ordinary people might be hypnotized after hearing its scream.

After the herbal medicine class is over, it's lunch time.

"When I think I will see a group of Gryffindors in the restaurant later, I think I won't be able to eat."

Benjamin didn't have to look back, he knew who the moan came from.I had to use him as a child to comfort myself.

At this time, Mr. Carl Black, the leader who hadn't appeared in the morning, sat beside Benjamin.If it weren't for college regulations, Benjamin believed that Frank would seize this position.

"Hello, Benjamin, don't mind if I sit here." Karl asked gracefully, his every move was like a real nobleman.

Benjamin looked at him with a smile, fiddled with the steak on the plate, and shook his head, "Of course."

"You should have a spell class this afternoon? Don't be surprised to look at me, I have your class schedule here. Then you can wait for me then, you need to follow me to a defense against the dark arts class. "

Slytherin tradition!

Benjamin has always thought that this kind of reason for letting the lower grades follow their upper grade guides is stupid.

They will only be confused.

But for Benjamin himself, it was much more useful.If possible, he even wants to apply directly to jump to the fifth grade.

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