Chapter 45 When Will Gryffindor Win the House Cup?
Professor Sprout was a witch who was quick to accept advice. She felt that Rolf's suggestion was good and immediately adopted it.
At this time, Lockhart was still at the door, communicating with Harry about something in depth.
Sprout left the greenhouse and invited him to come back after class to show the students how to treat plants.
She was worried about scaring Lockhart away, so she deliberately did not say that she was treating the Whomping Willow, but only said that it was a... Sneezeweed.
Lockhart immediately agreed happily. He patted his chest and said that he would definitely show the little wizards what... real technology is.
After Professor Sprout left, Lockhart put his arm around Harry's shoulders and said enthusiastically:
"See, Harry, even Professor Sprout asked me for advice... This is the trouble of excellence.
You are too excellent, and I can't do without you anywhere, but because of face, it is difficult to refuse. What do you think I should do?"
Lockhart decided to write this content into his new book "My Days as a Professor at Hogwarts".
Harry didn't understand what Lockhart was saying. He frowned and wanted to go back to the greenhouse for class, but Lockhart still hugged his neck tightly and said with a smile:
"Harry, don't envy me too much. You even deliberately drove a car to Hogwarts just to be as famous as me!" Lockhart said:
"I know why you did it. It's obvious."
"Professor Lockhart, I..." Harry was about to explain when he was interrupted mercilessly.
"Harry, I let you taste the taste of fame, didn't I?" Lockhart showed his shiny teeth and smiled:
"That day, at Flourish and Blotts in Diagon Alley, you and I were on the headlines of the newspaper. I made you addicted... You can't wait to do it again?!"
Lockhart tilted his mouth, looking like he saw through Harry.
"Oh... No, Professor..."
"Harry, I understand. It's natural to want to try it again after trying it once... I let you taste the sweetness too early, which will inevitably go to your head... Let you taste the sweetness and be unable to extricate yourself."
Lockhart reached out and grabbed Harry's shoulder, blinked and said:
"Come to my office recently, I will personally teach you some experience, how about it? One-on-one, completely private tutorial."
Harry: "..."
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When Professor Sprout returned to the greenhouse, she found that the students were standing quietly, and no one touched the magic plants.
She smiled with satisfaction. It seems that everyone still remembers the knowledge taught in the first class last year.
Indeed, no little wizard dared to touch the magic plants casually, because the third greenhouse was more dangerous than the first greenhouse.
The poisonous tentacles were hidden in dark corners. Its tender branches would secrete venom, and the thorns were also highly toxic.
A group of blood gourds were hung on the shelf not far away. They were shaking like gourd dolls, and they would attract animals with fragrance.
But if you get really close, these gourds will spit out gourd seeds, which will be shot into the bodies of animals, and then the seeds will be nourished by the flesh and blood of these animals, and the seeds will be spread over long distances.
There is also a pink dancing grass, whose pink leaves will sway in the wind and dance gracefully, but after eating it, it will dance like crazy...
The whole greenhouse looks beautiful, but it is actually full of dangers.
"We are going to repot a magical plant today." She pointed to the row of plants on the ground and asked:
"Who knows what this is?"
Before everyone could see the appearance of the plant clearly, Hermione, the humanoid self-walking encyclopedia, had already raised her white arms high.
"Miss Granger?"
"The leaves are oval, with white or blue flowers, and the fruit is round..." Hermione answered accurately: "This is a mandrake!"
"Very good, five points for Gryffindor." Professor Sprout smiled:
"Everyone can observe it closely, don't confuse the mandrake with the mandragora, the two look very similar before blooming, but the positions of the branches are different..."
The little wizards approached and admired the mandrake closely, and Sprout continued to explain:
"The most notable feature of the mandrake is its rhizome, which has a curled difference at the end, and the overall shape is like a human figure."
Professor Sprout waved his wand, and a blackboard appeared, with a picture of the mandrake rhizome on it, which really looked like a shrunken human.
Justin raised his hand and said: "Professor, can you show the real thing in detail?"
Many students nodded in agreement.
"Of course!" Professor Sprout said happily:
"But before the demonstration, you must know the dangers of the mandrake rhizome. Who can tell me?
Of course... Miss Granger!"
Professor Sprout raised his hand and motioned Hermione to answer.
"The cry of the mandrake can kill people." Hermione blurted out.
"Absolutely correct, ten points for Gryffindor!" Professor Sprout said loudly:
"In Othello, Shakespeare, the greatest British dramatist, there is such a line..."
The witch coughed her throat and said in a chanting tone:
"What a disgusting sound! It's like the scream of the mandrake when it is pulled out of the soil! Humans will go crazy when they hear it. It is a curse..."
Many students looked at Professor Sprout in surprise.
She wore a patched hat with her flowing hair, and her clothes were also stained with a lot of dirt. She looked very simple...but I didn't expect that she was still a drama lover.
This strong contrast caught everyone off guard.
After talking about the description of mandrake by the writers, Professor Sprout asked again:
"There are different opinions about the scream of mandrake in the academic community. Does anyone know?"
This time Hermione did not raise her hand, which involved her blind spot in knowledge.
Neville wanted to raise his hand, but halfway through, he put it down half out of fear and half out of insecurity.
Rolf glanced at the round-faced boy and raised his arm with his elbow.
"Mr. Longbottom?"
"Some herbologists believe..." Neville said in a trembling voice: "Mandra plants do not make sounds..."
Professor Sprout looked at Neville with encouragement, and the round-faced boy stammered:
"It is the hallucinogenic toxin of the mandrake... that causes the poisoned person to have auditory hallucinations, and then creates the illusion that 'mandrake plants can scream'..."
"Very good, Hufflepuff plus ten points!" Professor Sprout smiled with satisfaction:
"Mr. Longbottom, have you also read the latest article in the Magical Plant Journal?"
"I... Professor... I just took a look..."
"Don't be nervous, kid." Professor Sprout praised: "You said it very well."
Many students looked at Neville in shock. They didn't expect that this inconspicuous boy who usually looked clumsy and always followed Scamander seemed to have a wide range of knowledge in herbology.
"Sure, Neville!" Hannah poked Neville: "You are so good."
"Neville is really good." As a good brother, Rolf immediately assisted: "Hannah, he got full marks in Herbology last semester. If you don't understand anything, you can ask him."
"That's great." Hannah said carelessly.
Neville blushed a little, smiled shyly, and then gave Rolf a grateful look, who winked at him.
"Since the rhizome of Mandrake is so dangerous, does anyone know how to safely pull the Mandrake out of the pot?" Professor Sprout continued to ask.
Hermione quickly raised her hand and said: "Usually, use earmuffs or beeswax to plug the ears."
"Yes, five points for Gryffindor!" Professor Sprout smiled and said: "Anything else?"
Hermione shook her head.
Professor Sprout looked around and saw that no one answered, so he asked, "Mr. Scamander, do you know?"
Rolf whispered, "You can remotely command the lapdog to dig out the mandrake. They are immune to the screams of the mandrake and can also stop the mandrake from screaming."
"Very good, five points for Hufflepuff!"
Hermione looked at Rolf pitifully and sighed softly. Two fists can't beat four hands.
Will she get another house cup in her lifetime?
Damn it!
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(Thanks to the two elders "just love stepping on the water" and "trooper1770" for the reward.)