In life, nine times out of ten, things are unsatisfactory.

Alan sighed like this, and began to mix the fertilizer with the dragon skin protective gloves and the bubble head charm - the best dragon dung has a very high fertilizer effect on most magic vegetation, but there is a little problem, the taste is directly proportional to the curative effect...

Just now he was talking to Dumbledore about that mysterious multinational organization, and now he has fallen to this point - I have to say that this world is difficult...

"Poof", an irrepressible laugh sounded from the side, and Alan raised his head and looked at the person who made the sound, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

It's over-once in the second year, and it's actually seen!

"Hee-hee," Anne shaved her face, signaling that she had just seen Allen's disgraceful middle two behavior clearly, then found a chair, sat down on her own, and also put a bubble head charm on herself, and began to chat with Alan angrily.

"You didn't have a class this morning, why did you suddenly come to Professor Sprout's office?" Alan carefully poured the fertilizer - although he didn't have to worry about this plant giving him such a hard bite, but too much fertilizer would kill this little guy directly, you know, the precious herbs that can be put into this office are all the goods that his own professor takes care of every day in front of him, even if he doesn't consider how much they are cherished, just looking at the professor's thoughts, Alan knows what the consequences will be if he accidentally kills one.

Of course, it's not the professor who makes things difficult for him, to be honest, this opportunity for the senior improvement class to break through the head and want to come in, but they are also gangsters in the small greenhouse, unless they are the top students in the class, otherwise they will definitely not be able to touch these precious herbs.

Don't think that learning herbal medicine has no future, think about mandrake and you will know that this thing is a life-saving thing at a critical time - so, don't think that this is a cabbage industry, the things in the professor's room, you treat it as a century-old mountain ginseng, formed He Shou Wu and other things, although the effect is very different, but the degree of cherishing is definitely not much worse.

If you change to the Muggle side, the time spent taking care of the herbs is almost equivalent to squatting in the laboratory - the more cherished the herbs you take care of, the higher the level of the laboratory, and when the time comes, you will go out, which is a well-known qualification!

You know, Hogwarts is the top (albeit one) school of magic in the UK!

Therefore, Allen can be regarded as being opened a small stove.

With a feeling of joy from the plant, Alan withdrew his hand, smiled back at Anne, and began to deal with the next one.

"The professor told me to fetch the materials for tomorrow's herb class—" Anne replied as she leaned back in her chair and fiddled with Tibbs.

"Tomorrow's materials?" Alan paused, and then remembered the previous scene, the headmaster and his party went to deal with things, Professor McGonagall had asked them to leave on their own, but their own headmaster said that Professor Snape would take a fresh herb that had just been collected for tomorrow's class, so Alan was left behind-

Here's what the professor said, "Well, Alan, you can just give the herbs to Professor Snape - oh, yes, you don't have a class this morning anyway, so try to take care of these plants by the way, just in time to work on what you've learned." ”

Well, there's nothing wrong with it, by the way, it's like acting as a wave hero to save the next city when you're shopping.

Yes, both professors are lazy, but it's okay, he sneaked up on Professor Posnet last night, and now he is still a little weak, if he can't see himself, he won't see himself, although this pot Sirius resisted, but he couldn't stand the professor, what if he hated even the people present?

Although finding him is the right person, Sirius has all the pots on his back, so don't waste it.

Anyway, the professor was not in a hurry to use it, and it was good to bring the things to the classroom, so Anne simply paddled the water, and chatted with Allen, who was busy taking care of the plants, and chatted directly until half of the morning, and then Alan brought the potions he needed, and the two walked towards the Potions classroom one after the other.

When she walked around the corner, Anne suddenly had a question: "Eh, there don't seem to be snacks today, and you don't know how to hand over the snacks after chatting for a long time, brother!"

。。。

There's also a ghost snack that was eaten by a foodie more than a thousand years ago, and it hasn't been restocked yet! Alan muttered in his heart, his face unchanged, and he fooled Anne who asked for snacks under the pretext of walking and not eating.

I can't say anything about this - if Anne knew she had lost all her snacks, she would probably be guilty of her calves...

After thinking about the cost of replenishing all the snacks, Alan silently decided to place an owl mail order when he went back, and brought back the plants he brought back or something, except for the seeds of some of the lost plants to the professor, the finished products of other cherished potions should be ruthlessly reincarnated.

Just as he was silently calculating, there was a sudden loud noise in front of him, noisy and shouting, not at all like a class, but like someone was arguing.

"What's the situation-" Alan subconsciously asked, only to realize that he was stupid, Anne has been with him, how could he know what happened over there, he laughed self-deprecatingly, pulled Anne and ran towards the place of trouble.

During the run, Alan almost wanted to carry Anne on his back, only to remember that the environment was not right - this was Hogwarts in great safety, not in the era of war.

Whew, thinking of this, he couldn't help but slow down, and Anne was confused by the speed and slowness, but Alan didn't explain at all, but smirked.

So, he gained a look of contempt, Anne stretched out her hand with a look of extreme disgust, looking so embarrassed why do I have to take him with me, Alan was amused again, and then stopped his madman-like demeanor, and pulled Anne in the direction of the noise again.

Troublesome imp - blessed are you, I'll show you what the Iron Fist of the Hogwarts prefect is!

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When he walked over, although there were few people he knew, the badge on his chest directly gave him a passage that was enough for him to pass through, and the crowd in the center kept shouting: "Let go, let go, the prefect is here!"

Fighting?

Alan frowned and walked towards the center, the three people inside obviously had no intention of stopping, even if Alan came over, they were still scuffling together.

Although I can't see the face, judging from the relatively rare red hair and familiar figure, it should be twins Undoubtedly, strange, what are they fighting?

While curious, while pulling the bias frame, Alan directly clasped the hands and feet of the kid who was in a mess with the twins, and then began to shout to the others: "Gryffindor, hold those two guys!"