Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 130: Buddles
Buckbeak’s case came to an end in a hurry. After Fudge stood at the back door and looked at it twice, he signed the document, and then took the other two back to the Ministry of Magic. There are more important things waiting for him to do!
When Dumbledore also followed and left, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurriedly pushed the door and walked into the cabin.
"Maca, you really did it!" Hermione said excitedly, "We all saw it, Buckbeak went to the Forbidden Forest—"
"You only need to know it, and you can send it away again, and it will be over." Maca nodded, "but don't be too busy to be happy... Harry, I think there is something you have to know Now, you can go to Professor Lupin’s office and he will tell you everything."
"What's the matter? Can we go together?" Ron asked strangely.
"Of course it can, in fact, this matter has a lot to do with you." Maca said, "You guys go together!"
"Aren't you coming together?" Hermione asked.
But Maca shook his head, "I have things to do, so I won't join in the fun."
Maca does a lot of things to do, but what no one can think of is that he went to the seventh greenhouse first.
There is no other reason for him to go there, but because those unknown plants have already grown buds. But it is precisely because of those buds that no one can enter the seventh greenhouse.
Professor Sprout told Maca that the appearance of those buds made the plants more attractive to organisms.
was about a few days ago!
That morning, a senior student came to Sprout to apply to enter the seventh greenhouse to observe certain dangerous plants.
It is a good thing to like to study, and the student's grades in herbal medicine have always been good. Professor Sprout quickly approved his application.
However, until noon that day, the student did not come to return the keys, and Professor Sprout finally noticed the abnormality.
When she rushed to the outside of the seventh greenhouse, she vaguely saw a figure standing blankly and motionless through the glass of the greenhouse.
And the position he faced was the area where the plants planted by Maca.
Professor Sprout immediately recalled the characteristics that the plants had always shown. She understood that those plants were very likely to grow buds...
Sprout thought for a while, then closed his eyes, clamped his nose, and even put on an air filter mask-no way, in this world, there are many wonderful plants always It's hard to guard against, and for her, this is the charm of those plants.
is the same, but it is also a headache.
Finally, Sprout was so blinded in preparation for everything. He touched the student by memory and forcibly dragged him out of the greenhouse...
And today, it is the day that Maca and Professor Sprout have agreed-they will cooperate with each other and write the cultivation records for those plants together.
"Professor Sprout, here I am."
Maca first went to the office of the professor of herbal medicine, where Professor Sprout was sitting on the sofa by the table waiting for him!
"Oh-just, you see-I wrote down the specific operating procedures!" Sprout smiled and said, "Come on! Take a closer look at it together!"
Maca stepped forward, naturally sat next to her, picked up the parchment on the table and looked at it.
Sprout’s office is always so relaxed and casual. There is no even a desk here. There are various flower pots everywhere, and you can see colorful plants at a glance.
As you can see from this special office, Professor Sprout is indeed an easygoing teacher.
But Maca has long been used to it-he has cultivated magic plants for potion research in several greenhouses, and all of this is inseparable from Sprout's special care for him.
Professor Sprout, as the dean of Hufflepuff College, is very satisfied with Maca, an extremely outstanding student. Not to mention that she has always been biased towards students in her college, even if she was as strict as Snape, I am afraid she would not reject students like Maca.
"Professor, I think this operation process is almost impeccable--" Maca read the words on the parchment carefully, and he raised his head seriously and said, "But, I think our task should be changed."
"You mean you should observe them?" Professor Sprout quickly waved his hands and said, "No, this is too unsafe! I am a teacher, I should do this kind of thing..."
Ke Maca still insisted on his suggestion. He explained: "Professor, listen to me... I made this proposal because you have much more experience dealing with plants than mine. We need to be experienced The one who maintains a state of absolute sobriety."
Professor Sprout heard that, after she considered it, she agreed to Maca's suggestion.
The process is confirmed, then it's time to try the actual operation.
The process is actually not complicated. Maca only needs to tie a rope around his waist, then put on all the protective props, walk to the position blindly, and take off the protective gear one by one to try to judge The characteristics of that plant.
If Maca is confused by those plants, then Sprout will pull Maca back by pulling the rope, using his awake position as the area of influence of those plants.
Finally, the two of them will complete this cultivation record together.
However, it's easy to say, but it's actually quite difficult. The difficulty is that they are not sure whether Maca can observe the key data he should obtain.
Because, after the student who was bewitched by the plant sobered up, he immediately said that he did not remember what he had seen!
"Professor, then I will go in." Maca said, opening the door and walking into the greenhouse.
The layout of the seventh greenhouse is not much different from the last time Maca came here. Many seemingly dangerous plants keep their teeth and claws, and the effect of the plant does not seem to affect other plants. .
Of course, Maca can’t see these things for the time being, because he still wears a blindfold!
The layout of the greenhouse, Maca, is very familiar, even if it is quite large here, but he didn't make a mistake, and quickly touched the vicinity of the original location.
Maca reached out and touched his left side again. After reconfirming his specific position and orientation, he decisively began to take off his protective gear one by one.
And every time he takes off one piece, he will feel it carefully, and will not take off another one until he is sure that there is no effect.
Not long after, his hearing and smell have been restored, but everything is still normal. Although the air was filled with various smells, nothing happened.
The next step is touch.
Maca stretched his hand forward, moving his hand little by little... The next moment, he felt his fingertips touch the stems and leaves of the plant, but there was still nothing unusual.
He carefully touched the plant, and then, a round, pointed tip fell into his fingertips-this should be a flower bud, it really gave birth to a flower bud!
The next step is the last step. It’s time to take off the blindfold and observe directly with my own eyes...
The moment Maca took off his blindfold and opened his eyes, a strange sense of blankness filled his whole mind-as if he didn't have to think about anything.
In other words, he lost his consciousness and just maintained a standing posture, staring at the buds with hollow eyes without any movement.
But not long after, about a few seconds, Maca’s fingers twitched suddenly.
……
"This is..." Maca looked around in confusion, his mind felt like a paste, "Um...Where is this?"
He found himself sitting on a bed, and the surrounding environment made him feel very familiar, like...
"...like... Torpoint?"
Maca feels that her memory seems to be slowly becoming clearer.
"Hey, I'm sleepy, isn't it Torpoint?" He shook his head suddenly, stretched out his hand and opened the curtains, and the setting sun outside suddenly shone in, letting the originally dim interior Covered with a layer of gold.
He yawned heavily, stretched out again, and sighed casually: "Um-another day has begun!"
opened the quilt, got out of bed and got dressed~IndoMTL.com~ Then, he opened the door and walked downstairs quickly.
Following the sound of footsteps, there was a roar on the first floor: "Damn, can't you walk lightly? I'm about to step on my ancestral stairs!"
"Come on! You just have to take care of your ancestral pound!" Maca said as he walked to the bathroom on the second floor.
After he took a shower and cleaned himself up, he came down to the first floor.
Half of the first floor of this large double-storey house with attic has been converted into a bar by the owner, Angelu, while the other half is a kitchen.
In the past, Maca also found his first job here-helping cook.
As for the second floor, it was also changed into a number of separate rooms by the bachelor Angelu and rented out to several other residents. Only a slightly larger room was left for him to live in.
And Maca, you can only live in the attic-after all, it was provided by Uncle Anglo for free. And let alone, although Maca always dislikes the depressiveness there, the scenery outside the window is still very good.
"Hey! Anglo!" Maca walked from the back kitchen to the front of the bar, with a hippy smile, "Good morning!"
"Boy, don't always take other people's sunsets as your sunrise!"
Angelou is a brawny man with a big beard. Apart from receiving customers, his only hobby is fitness. Look at his tendon and his height of nearly two meters, it looks like a brown bear!
"Look at what you said, I am not used to the good nightlife?" Maca waved his hand, even if he had said hello, then he went back to the back kitchen and planned to find something to eat for himself. Full stomach.