Chapter 30 Rove's Greenhouse

Ron's misfortune made the little wizards completely wilted. They no longer dared to be naughty and mischievous, and everyone worked hard to loosen the soil.

But digging soil is manual labor, and for the little wizards who have never been exposed to this kind of work, it can be called torture. By the end of get out of class, they left the greenhouse covered in sweat.

Rolf did not leave, but took the initiative to stay and help Professor Sprout clean the greenhouse.

Seeing that Rolf hadn't left, Neville also stayed to help.

Carrying a heavy schoolbag, Hermione hesitantly left the greenhouse with the Gryffindor students, but jumped back not long after.

"I left something behind!"

She poked her furry little head, like an old hen pecking at something, and pretended to lower her head to search, and soon joined the cleaning team.

Then Rolf had to think that the "thing" she left behind was probably him and Neville.

In fact, there is no place to clean. Apart from returning the shovel and wooden sticks, the biggest task is to check whether the rhizomes of the pitcher plants are injured.

This was the first time that Professor Sprout met a young wizard who was willing to stay and help after class, which made her somewhat gratified and touched.

Professor Sprout looked up at the blond boy and asked with a smile: "Rolph, how is your grandfather Mr. Scamander doing?"

"It's good. He discovered the cat fox that was long thought to be extinct in the depths of the Albanian forest." While inspecting the pitcher plants, Roof raised his head and said:

"He is busy all day now helping this tribe to multiply and grow."

"As expected of Mr. Scamander!" Professor Sprout said with admiration, showing the look of an older schoolgirl admiring her senior fellow student:

"I always thought he was the greatest magizoologist the world has ever seen."

"My grandfather will not admit this statement, professor." Luo Fe took out a wooden stick stuck in the pitcher plant cylinder and grinned:

"He'll tell you ... he just did a little bit of work."

"Mr. Scamander is always so humble, but this is precisely the most outstanding quality of our Hufflepuffs!" Professor Sprout exclaimed:

"Although sir was expelled back then, in my heart, this was not his loss, but Hufflepuff House's loss!"

Professor Sprout was probably a professional Newt player. Rolf blushed a little when he heard this. Is this the same autistic and taciturn old man he sees every day, who likes to tell cold jokes and always has some wonderful metaphors?

Professor Sprout walked to a pitcher plant, looked down, and found that the juice inside was gone. She whispered:

"Which guy took it away? It couldn't have been done by our Hufflepuff students, right? It's impossible. My students are all honest and loyal, and they couldn't do such a thing..."

"..."

Hermione and Neville, who were picking up sticks on the side, glanced at Rolf. Hermione tried hard to hold back her laughter. She opened her mouth and said silently:

"Professor Sprout said you were dishonest..."

Luo Fu rolled his eyes at her and quickly changed the subject: "Professor, what just happened outside? I see you ran out in a hurry?"

Professor Sprout became a little annoyed when she mentioned this. She said irritably: "Recently, a group of squirrels always appear in the Forbidden Forest, harassing my greenhouse and stealing some herbs!"

"It couldn't have been raised by Hagrid, right?" Roof doubted.

"I thought so at first, but when I asked Hagrid, he said he didn't raise them and didn't know why." Professor Sprout shook his head and said, "Those beasts probably escaped from the depths of the Forbidden Forest."

The witch obviously hates the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, which threaten her fragile herbs. Professor Sprout insists that Hogwarts should build a wall to isolate it from the Forbidden Forest.

Luo Fu thought thoughtfully, he had never seen such an arrogant Yui before, so he could lure him into his box.

"By the way, I saw that your rock lovegrass seems to have withered a lot?"

"Since the summer vacation, those rock lovegrasses have been infected with anthrax blight. I have tried various methods, but I can't kill them." Professor Sprout looked sad.

Rock lovegrass is a perennial herbal magic plant native to Greece. It can be used to treat wounds and heal. The effect is somewhat better than that of white fresh grass. It is very precious.

Sprout paused for a moment and sighed: "Professor Snape is not an expert in herbal medicine, and I haven't found a good way yet. If a treatment is not found, all these rock lovegrasses may die."

Plant diseases are like this. When severe, they can easily lead to the extinction of a certain species.

Just like bananas, a few decades ago, the banana variety eaten all over the world was basically the banana variety called Big Mac, not the current banana.

The Big Mac banana is much larger than the Chinese banana, and tastes sweeter and more delicious. However, due to the infection of Fusarium oxysporum, the Big Mac banana has basically disappeared since then.

"Professor Sprout, I actually have a way to treat rock lovegrass." Luo Fe chuckled: "This plant disease first appeared in Central Asia and then spread to Europe."

"They started researching a solution a long time ago. My grandfather and I discovered a magic potion made from Hokrapu juice, which can be used to kill this germ."

Hermione, who was listening to the conversation between the two not far away, raised her eyebrows. She remembered that she had argued with Rolf about the purpose of Hawklap on the train!

"Has it been verified?" Professor Sprout asked hurriedly.

"Yes, we have also submitted to the International Journal of Witchcraft and Potion Science, but it is still in the review stage. You know, for top journals like this, review is very slow." Luo Fe laughed.

"I can make some for you recently. Would you like to try it first?"

"Okay!" Professor Sprout folded his sleeves and asked with a rich smile: "Do you have enough raw materials? If you are short of anything, you can get it from me. If nothing else, there are a lot of herbs!"

"There is no need for the herbs, but I am short of some seeds, Professor." After going around and around, Luo Fu finally revealed the true purpose of his trip.

"I'd like some herbal seeds, okay?"

"No problem, tell me which seeds and I will get them for you."

Professor Sprout originally thought there were only a few seeds, maybe more than a dozen at most, but little did he know that Rolf took out a piece of parchment fifteen or six inches long from his arms.

"..."

Luo Fe handed over the A3-sized parchment. Even though it was filled with densely packed names, he actually collected many seeds when he was in Romania.

What Rolf needs are some seeds that are difficult to buy outside. Many of them are contraband, and purchase requires procedures from the Ministry of Magic!

Professor Sprout looked at the list on the parchment, drew it with his wand, and said: "Some of them can't be given to you, just like the devil's net, they are too dangerous for you."

Well...Rolf collected the devil's net, and it was indeed used for fighting.

He can spawn and control plants. Ordinary vines are too weak to attack, unlike Devil's Net or Whomping Willow.

But it doesn't matter. Luofu remembers that there is a devil's net in the restricted area on the fourth floor. If he goes there one day, wouldn't it be all there?

After finishing cleaning the greenhouse, several people said goodbye to Professor Sprout and walked towards the auditorium.

"What do you want the seeds for?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Many herbs can cure magical animals. It's too expensive to buy them yourself, so it's better to grow them yourself." Luo Fu explained.

For example, Lycopodium cylindrica can treat bacillary dysentery and acute enteritis; Shiwei can treat acute and chronic nephritis, pyelonephritis, etc.; Dryopteris sinensis and many of its close relatives can treat hepatic leech disease, etc...

If he kept going to the store to buy finished herbal medicines, Luofu's small net worth couldn't afford it. He had to learn from Professor Sprout and build a greenhouse by himself to cultivate herbal medicines.

"Then where are you planting?" Hermione glanced at him suspiciously. She had been curious about this question for a long time.

It couldn't be planted in his precious little suitcase, right?

Rolf did not answer, but looked at the round-faced boy and asked, "What's the matter, Neville?"

Neville hesitated to speak and stammered: "Rolf, can you give me some seeds?"

"What do you want the seeds for?" Hermione asked in surprise.

Neville blushed a little, murmured for a while, and finally scratched his hair and said, "I like those magical plants very much. I just want... I just want to plant them in my yard and see them every day."

"Of course!" Rolf patted Neville on the shoulder and encouraged: "If you like herbs, just grow them. It's a good thing to be interested.

But the seeds won't last long, and you don't have anywhere to plant them now. When you get home for Christmas, I'll ask an owl to give them to you. "

"Great." Neville looked grateful.

"So, Neville has no place to farm, but you have room?!" Hermione came up to Rolf, stared into his eyes and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Luo Fu smiled and said mysteriously: "You will know later."

"Humph, forget it if you don't tell me, I don't want to hear it yet!"

As she walked up the steps of the auditorium, Hermione stomped her feet several times and glared at Rolf. This glare was just a habitual gesture and had no lethality at all.

"I'm going to find Shirley! I'll never talk to you two again!!"

She waved her hands like a big white goose, fluttering, running up the stairs, and soon disappeared.

Rolf sighed.

This little girl...

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