Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 186: Daily lessons

In this night, many aspiring students had a beautiful dream. In the dream, they held up the goblet of honor on the podium and immersed themselves 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 big, and many students are feeling a little agitated.

They are 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, squishy slugs, emerging straight out of the soil. And each one is squirming slightly, and there are many shiny big drum bags on his body, which seem to be full of liquid.

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

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

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

"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, and 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 glove she had dropped again, reluctant to find a place, and started "Work".

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 finally ended, and the students who had the class had to cross the damp grass. , Rushing to the next class, the students who have no class are eagerly hoping to go back and take a shower to wash off the pungent gasoline smell on their bodies.

The next few courses are all step-by-step, Hagrid’s replacement teacher, Professor Grapland is an experienced teacher, and different from the dangerous and magical creatures commonly used in Hagrid’s class, the teaching she chose The objects are interesting and useful.

For today's class, for example, she carefully prepared a special creature for the students present-the tree guard.

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

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

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

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

"This is much more interesting than that of some kind of eagle horse." A student took the lead and shouted. Many students followed and clapped. The teacher was actually a temporary substitute last semester and did not do much. The preparations for taking office this time, it is natural to prepare carefully to attract the attention of students.

"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. "Their hands are very sharp. It can’t be simpler to cut your robes or leave some scars on your hands and feet. The worst result is that their hands pierce your eyes. In that case, recovery will take a long time. A long time."

"Well, it looks like they have to be coaxed first." The girl rubbed her beaten wrist, said helplessly, and blinked her eyes by the way. Just talk about the teacher's words, just talk about it. It made her eyes sting a little.

"If Pansy was here, would he be clamoring to catch one as a pet?" At this time, Malfoy was unusually distracted, showing a knowing smile. Maybe it was too much time before. Get used to it. At this time, the girl is not around him ~ IndoMTL.com~ He is still a little uncomfortable.

"I hope you can get better sooner." 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.

"Snee." 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.

"I shouldn't catch a cold anymore." 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 in charge of her condition. Holding a steaming crock, opened the door. Pansy looked bitter when she saw this man. Up.

The reason is simple. Most medicines are very bitter. There are no capsules or 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, and he turned his attention back to Hogwarts.

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

"You need to each complete a sketch to mark each part of the body of the tree guarding Luoguo. Remember, a group of three." She arranged the task, so the students started holding the distributed turtle Approached these "little guys" and 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 will not think about what they will learn in this class.

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