The next morning, Jon Hart opened his eyes.

He was now in the boys' dormitory in Slytherin...... On the ceiling, at the bottom of Lake Hogsmeade, a few carp were scurrying there, and some algae were drifting with the waves......

Jon rubbed his eyes and got out of bed...... The other three boys in the same dormitory were still asleep in bed.

Without bothering them, he tidied up a bit, and then Jon walked out silently.

There weren't too many people in the Slytherin common room either...... Two or three figures could be seen, huddled around the fire, as if discussing something.

Jon stepped out of the stone door and into the hallway of the basement.

Didn't take a few steps forward—

It just so happened that he saw Cedric Diggory passing by with the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, and Zachares Smith walking at the back of the line, looking like he was dressed as a chaser...... Jon habitually wanted to say hello to them, but suddenly remembered that his new identity was a new Slytherin freshman, and had to touch his head with his raised hand in embarrassment and politeness.

Coming to the hall, while eating breakfast, Jon casually observed the surroundings.

Just as he was finishing breakfast, Prefect Pansy Parkinson walked over with a class schedule.

"Here's your schedule for this semester, Patrick!" said Miss Parkinson, "and you'll need to take at least two of the five courses of Divination, Number Divination, Conservation of Magical Beasts, Ancient Runes, and Muggle Studies......"

At the mention of Muggle Studies, her face was visibly filled with disdain.

Jon thought about it, and as before, he chose three classes: divination, protecting magical beasts, and ancient runes.

Pansy Parkinson took out a quill pen and added a few lines to the schedule...... He then handed the new timetable to Jon.

"That's all there should be!" she said.

"Thank you!" Jon nodded, then took the timetable and slid his finger over the Monday section of the timetable.

In the morning, there are two classes that take place outdoors, the Herb Class and the Conservation of Magical Beasts class. The herb class was with Ravenclaw, and the Conservation of Magical Beasts class was with Gryffindor.

Herb class doesn't matter, Magical Beasts protection class Jon is interested, and what will Umbridge teach them?

In the afternoon, I'm going to have two Charms classes with Hufflepuff.

......

At that moment, there was a sudden sound above their heads, and a hundred owls flew in through the open window, bringing everyone the morning mail.

Among the large array of brown and gray owls, a white figure stands out slightly.

Many of the students instinctively raised their heads and took their mail from the owl's "hand".

For example, Draco Malfoy looks like he's been receiving candy and cake from home again, and she's showing off to a few of his friends.

Harry Potter also seems to have received a secret letter, and is discussing something with Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger with his head down.

The snow-white owl flew all the way to the Slytherin table, dropped a note in front of Jon, and flew away.

Jon didn't pay any attention to the note until the owl threw it over...... Because he didn't expect anyone to write to him.

Glancing at the note in some surprise, Jon quickly stood up.

At the door of the hall, Astoria Greengrass just walked in.

She looked at Jon with a blank look on her face, and then brushed shoulders with him.

......

Following the Slytherin and Ravenclaw students, Jon walked across the damp lawn to Greenhouse Three.

Holding the note in his hand, he seemed to be a little preoccupied.

Astoria Greengrass was not far from his right, but she was surrounded by several Slytherin girls, including Selwyn, Yaxley, and Kent, and Jon was not easily approached.

Sean Avery beside him was also enthusiastically introducing him to some things about Hogwarts, and he had to nod his head from time to time to signal that he was listening.

Professor Pomona Sprout brought something ugly-looking to the class.

Actually, they are not like plants, but more like black, slimy slugs that emerge straight out of the soil. And they all squirmed slightly, and there were many shiny big bulges on their bodies, which seemed to be full of liquid.

"Does anyone know what these are?" asked Professor Sprout.

"Babo tuber. Jon said almost without thinking.

"That's right!" Professor Sprout looked at the unfamiliar face in the greenhouse, "You're the exchange student, Mr. Patrick, aren't you?"

"Uh...... That's right......" Jon nodded.

"Can you tell me what it does, then?" continued Professor Sprout.

"The concentrated water of Babo's tubers is very valuable!" Jon continued, "If used correctly, it will have a strong detoxification effect, and it can also cure some stubborn acne!"

"That's right!" Professor Sprout gave Jon a thumbs up, "Slytherin plus five." ”

"Well done, Patrick!" Avery whispered.

Then Professor Sprout told the group, "The task of this lesson is for you to squeeze it with your hands and collect its pus—"

"What?" asked Theresa Baker of Ravenclaw in a disgusted tone.

"That's right, Teresa, pus," said Professor Sprout, "listen, you're going to collect pus into these bottles." Wearing your dragon skin gloves, undiluted Babo tuber pus can cause unusual damage to the skin. ”

"Muggles in the Middle Ages, when they got Babo tubers by chance, would use their concentrated water to smear their arrows and make poisoned arrow......s," Professor Sprout added.

......

The process of squeezing the tubers is disgusting, but it also creates a strange sense of satisfaction, with a large stream of viscous, yellow-green liquid and a pungent gasoline smell coming out every time a bulge is squeezed.

They collected the liquid in bottles, as instructed by Professor Sprout.

Professor Sprout looked at the vials with a satisfied expression.

"I think Madam Pomfrey will be happy to see this!" she said with a smile.

A low, deep bell rang from the castle, class was over, and the students dispersed.

The Ravenclaw students walked to the castle for a transfiguration class.

The Slytherin students went in the other direction, walking down the gently sloping lawn to Hagrid's cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.