On this night, many aspiring students had a dream in which they held up the Goblet of Fire, a symbol of honor, on the podium and were cheered on. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Of course, there is always a gap between the ideal and the reality, and the next day, they wake up from their sleep and have to welcome their new course.

It may be that the gap is too big, and many students are a little embarrassed.

They were dominating the arena and now could only face these disgusting plants.

In the greenhouse, Slytherin and Hufflepuff students are taking a herbal medicine class.

They dare say it's the ugliest plant they've ever seen, but in fact, it's not like a plant, but more like a big, black, slimy slug, coming 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.

"Babo tuber. Professor Sprout cheerfully told the group, "You need to squeeze it with your hands, and you have to collect its pus." ”

"Merlin, this thing is disgusting enough, and you still have to collect its pus?" a Slytherin schoolgirl screamed, looking very unacceptable.

"The pus from the tubers of the babo tuber is the best medicine for recalcitrant acne. A girl with glasses said solemnly as if she were reading from a book, then put on her gloves and squeezed the tubers very seriously.

The student was right. Professor Sprout appreciatively said, "Add 10 points to Ravenclaw." ”

"Then I'd rather have acne. As the girl said this, she was about to take off her gloves and give up.

"I think it's also a good workout. Malfoy was already sitting on a low stool, his hands through his gloves, concentrating on collecting the disgusting, yellow-green liquid into the bottle.

Seeing this, the other Slytherin students did as he did, if not very voluntarily, and the girl picked up the gloves she had thrown back on, reluctantly found a place, and began to "work".

Sometimes, a leader can play a very important role.

A low and thick bell came from the castle, over the damp field, the class ended, the students dispersed, this disgusting class was finally over, the students who had classes had to go over the wet grass and rush to the next class, and the students who did not have classes were eager to go back to take a shower and wash away the pungent smell of gasoline on their bodies.

The rest of the lessons were all step-by-step, with Hagrid's substitute teacher, Professor Graplan, an experienced teacher, who was different from the dangerous magical creatures that Hagrid's classes often used, and the subjects she chose to teach were interesting and practical.

For example, in today's lesson, she carefully prepared a special creature for the students present - the Tree Protector Cauldron.

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

It was a rather strange creature, usually disguised as a tree branch, but its true face was quite cute, like a wooden elf, each with brown, pimpled legs and arms, two twig-like fingers on each hand, and two small, round brown eyes shining on each flat, bark-like comical face.

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

"This is the Tree Guard. "They usually live on trees whose branches can be used to make wands, and they feed on turtles, and if you like, you can get some from me, and the cauldron will attract attention to their favorite food, so that we can gather leaves or wood from the tree cauldron where it roosts." ”

"It's a lot more interesting than that Rausch Hippogriff. A student took the lead in shouting, many students followed and applauded, last semester the teacher was actually a temporary substitute, and did not do much preparation, this time officially took office, naturally to carefully prepare, to attract the attention of students.

"Look, it's nodding at me!" said a girl excitedly, for this kind of cute thing, women generally lack the ability to resist.

"Don't reach out and touch them. Professor Grapeland immediately pulled out his wand and struck back the girl's outstretched hand.

In some cases, a wand can also be used as a whip.

"They haven't developed a crush on you at this time, and touching them rashly will cause them to fight back, after all, docile creatures will fight back when their homes are threatened. "Their hands are so sharp that it would be easy to cut through your robes or leave some scars on your hands and feet, and at worst their hands will get into your eyeballs, in which case it will take a long time to recover." ”

"Well, it looks like we'll have to coax them first. The girl rubbed her wrist that had been beaten, and said helplessly, blinking her eyes by the way, just talking about the teacher's words just now, made her eyes tingle.

"If Pansy were here, would she be clamoring to catch one as a pet?" Malfoy was distracted and smiled knowingly, perhaps because he was too accustomed to the previous time, and he was still a little unaccustomed to the fact that the girl was no longer around him.

"Hopefully you'll get better soon. Thinking so, Malfoy decided to write a letter when he had time to write a letter for the owl to bring and ask about Pansy's leg injury.

"Ahh Pansy, who was far away at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, sniffed, now lying quietly on her bed, wondering why she was sneezing without warning.

"I guess I don't have a cold. She subconsciously reached out and touched her head, only to feel that the temperature was normal.

"Miss Parkinson, it's time for medicine. The paramedic in charge of her condition pushed open the door with a steaming crockpot, and Pansy's face turned bitter at the sight of the man.

The reason is simple, most of the medicines are very bitter, and the sorcerer's treatment methods and prescriptions will not have any capsules and sugar coatings in them.

Instead of looking at Pansy's "tug-of-war" with the doctor over the medicine, he turned his gaze back to Hogwarts.

"Very well, note, I've explained it, and now it's your job. Professor Graplan's slightly hoarse voice pulled Malfoy back to reality.

"You need to each complete a sketch of each of the body of the Tree Guard, remember, in groups of three. She arranged the task, and the students began to approach the "little ones" with the turtles that had been distributed, and began to observe.

After a while, the bell rang and all the students completed the sketches, the only difference was the fineness.

Another class was over, and that meant - they were one step closer to Professor Moody's Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

It's just that Slytherin students don't think about what they're going to learn in this class.