It was raining outside Hogwarts Castle, and a dense rain slowly descended from the sky, forming a curtain of rain under the dark clouds, and after lunch, Augustus and Malfurlilian walked through the castle to the greenhouse, where all kinds of magical plants were cultivated.

In the afternoon, Professor Ssprouty was teaching herbalism, and as they approached the greenhouse, they saw the rest of the students standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout. As soon as the three of them joined, they saw Professor Sprout striding from the lawn, followed by Gilderoy Lockhart. Professor Sprout had a lot of bandages on his arms.

Professor Sprout was a dwarf witch with a patched hat buttoned over her fluttering hair and a lot of dirt on her clothes. The witch had always been very fond of Augustus, and in her lessons, Augustus always added a lot of points.

"Oh, hello!" Lockhart shouted at the students with a spring breeze on his face, "Just showed Professor Sprout how to heal the wounds of the beater!" But I don't want you to think I'm better at herbalism than she is! I've just happened to see a few of these exotic plants during my travels."

"Today to the third greenhouse!" Professor Sprout said. She was visibly gloomy, unusually cheerful.

The students whispered with great interest. They've only been in the first greenhouse – the plants in the third greenhouse are more interesting and dangerous. Professor Sprout removed a large key from his belt and opened the door. There was still a light rain falling outside the greenhouse, and the heavens and the earth were connected by this rain, like a sparse Milky Way falling from the sky. Entering the greenhouse, Augustus smells of damp earth and fertilizer, mixed with a rich floral scent. The flowers were the size of an umbrella and hung from the ceiling.

Professor Sprout stood behind a stool in the middle of the greenhouse. On the stool are about 20 pairs of earmuffs of different colors. The teacher said, "We're going to repot the mandrake today." Now, can anyone tell me what the properties of a mandrake are?"

Professor Prauney's gaze fell directly over most of the students to Augustus, who smiled helplessly and raised his hand. "Mandrake, also known as mandrake root, is a powerful restorative," he said after a slight pause, "to restore a person who has been transformed or who has been enchanted to his original state." ”

"Good, Slytheringa ten." Professor Sprout nodded, "Mandrakes are an important part of most antidotes. But it's also dangerous. Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Lillian, who was sitting next to Augustus, raised her hand, and Malfoy pouted strangely.

"Hearing the cries of a mandrake kills people." Lillian blurted out, then glanced at Augustus haughtily.

"Exactly, Slytherin plus ten points." Professor Sprout said, "You see, our mandrakes here are still very young. ”

She said, pointing to a row of deep-bottomed plates. Everyone leaned forward, trying to see better. There are about 100 green and purple seedlings lined up. Malfoy muttered, "It's nothing special, it's as dangerous as Lillian says." ”

"A pair of earmuffs for each person." Professor Sprout said.

Everyone scrambled, and no one wanted to get a pair of pink fluff ear tips.

"When I tell you to put on the earmuffs, you must cover your ears tightly," Professor Sprout said, "and when it is safe to remove them, I will give you two thumbs up." Okay – put on the earmuffs. ”

Everyone put on earmuffs according to the professor's instructions, and as if they were cut off from the world, the sound of the outside world was eliminated at once. Professor Sprout himself put on a pair of pink fluffy earmuffs, rolled up his sleeves, grasped a blade of grass firmly, and pulled it up with all his might. It was not the grass roots that were pulled out of the soil, but a very ugly baby, and the leaves were born on his head. His skin is light green with spots on it. The little guy was obviously yelling at the top of his lungs.

Professor Sprout took a large flower pot from under the table, stuffed the mandrake doll into it, and buried him with damp dark compost, leaving only clumps of leaves at the bottom. She patted the mud off her hands, gave them two thumbs up, and removed her ear tips.

The students all took off their earmuffs, "I didn't expect such an ugly plant, tonight's dinner seems to be in vain!" Malfoy touched his forehead and grumbled.

"You can be content, the more disgusting plants are still to come, this is just a child." Lillian was clearly unwilling to pass up the opportunity to fight Malfoy, babbling.

"Our mandrakes are still just seedlings, and hearing their cries won't be fatal." Professor Sproni calmly reminded everyone as if she had just watered the begonias. "However, they can leave you unconscious for hours, and I don't think any of you want to miss the first day of school, so be sure to wear earmuffs when you live. When it's time to pack up, I'll try to get your attention. ”

A plate for four people - there are a lot of flower pots here - composted in the bag over there - beware of the poisonous tentacles, it's teething. She slammed a spiky crimson plant, causing it to retract into the tentacles that crept over her shoulder.

Augustus Malfurlilian was in a group with a boy named Antonio Klaas, "My name is Antonio Klaas," he greeted the three Augustus a little shyly, "Mr. Augustus, I've always wanted to know you, and of course, Miss Lillian, you two have always been role models for our class of Slytherin students, and I've been friends with you for a long time." ”

Augustus nodded kindly. "Hello, it's all in the same class, so you don't have to be so polite. Relax a little. Lillian smiled. Antonio was still a little embarrassed, still a little reserved. Malfoy was fiddling with the plants somewhat absentmindedly, obviously out of shape, his mind already drifting into the depths of the universe.

They put back on their earmuffs and had to concentrate on the mandrake. I just saw Professor Sprout do it with great ease, but it wasn't like that at all. The mandrake was reluctant to be pulled out of the soil, but it seemed reluctant to go back. They twisted their bodies, kicked their feet wildly, waved their little pointed fists, and gritted their teeth.

By the end of the lesson, there were still raindrops falling outside the window, Augustus and Malfortilianne walked into the rain, and the slightest drizzle fell on Augustus's black robes, long golden hair, a breeze blew, and the whole air emitted the fresh smell of earth.