"Sister, look, go to the ground and press the dog."

"The dog is on the ground, look at your sister."

Early Saturday morning, the siblings were walking around the campus when they passed near Hagrid's hut and saw Hagrid drugging his hounds. Presumably because the potion was in pain when applied to the wound, the hound struggled so hard that Hagrid had to press it to the ground.

The two watched from afar as Hagrid and the Hound competed, playing with the golden stalks that had been hot for the past two years, as they walked towards the greenhouse.

Due to his bad luck in the first class, Malfoy did not say a good word about Hagrid when he introduced the professors at Hogwarts to the siblings, which made the siblings stay away from Hagrid.

"When a person dies and then dies, it depends on his own reasons, but it also depends on objective factors." Zhang's comment on the fact that the pony was hit by a winged beast with a claw on the body of the eagle-headed horse.

Then the two hapless children wrote a 500-word argumentative essay on the death of their cousin.

Now, in the "List of Major Hogwarts Hazards" in the hearts of the siblings, Hagrid is identified by them as a second-level hazard.

And their destination this morning, the greenhouse area of Hogwarts, is the highest level of first-class hazard.

At the intersection of the greenhouse area and the forbidden forest, several large trees with two or three stories high are planted, and the canopy of the trees is now full of abundant fruits.

This is one of the few rat fruit trees in Europe, and it was grown from the seeds that Zhang brought with him when he first came to Hogwarts seventeen years ago. It's a pity that the ghost vine and ambergris grass he brought with him at the same time were not successfully planted in Hogwarts.

Since the rat fruit only began to bloom and bear fruit after nearly ten years of germination and growth, Zhang did not wait to see what the fruit would be like in the UK.

In order to protect these precious fruit trees, Sprout transplanted a large circle of thorns from the Forbidden Forest and planted them around the fruit trees.

These earthy yellow thorns lay flat on the ground, like a carpet. If small animals such as rats and snakes pass over it, it will continue to stab the animals to death with the spines in their bodies, and then absorb the nutrients from the animal carcasses.

If it's long enough, those bone-white stabbing kings can even pierce people's soles and feet, and even car tires.

The siblings noticed this place during their first herb class, and they had today's action.

At this time, Neville, who routinely came to the greenhouse every morning, was quietly watching the brother and sister looking around not far away, "Sure enough, he taught it." Neville muttered.

Hogwarts has been peaceful for ten years, and there is no Voldemort inside and outside in these ten years, and there is no one in Zhang, the students are at ease, and the professors are in control.

But whenever Neville looks back on the past, he always feels that this kind of campus life is always lacking a little passion.

After all, there was no external threat, and no one from inside took the lead, and the students of Hogwarts lost the sense of distress they had back then, which gradually changed many things in the school.

For example, the Defense Guild has become a place of jealousy, and the other two organizations that were founded to defend Hogwarts have become a paradise for careerists.

At the same time, the students' initiative and magic level are not as strong as before.

In the greenhouse area, for example, Neville was behind Professor Sprout and battled with a group of students. While teachers and students have won and lost each other, the progress of students who have worked hard to break through the defense line of the greenhouse area in courses such as herbal medicine classes is obvious to all.

And the current students, Neville shook his head, not a single one could fight.

Soon, Neville's thoughts were interrupted by the siblings' movements.

"What are you two doing?" Neville walked over to the siblings.

"Good morning, Professor Longbottom." ×2

The two freshmen greeted Neville very nicely.

If it weren't for the large thorns in both of their hands, Neville would have thought of them as ordinary students who came for a walk on a weekend morning.

"What do you want these new thorns to do?" Neville asked curiously.

He has seen a lot of students who come here to steal herbs, but this is the first time he has seen a student who has taken away the plants that are guarding the greenhouse area. It's as strange as stealing a motorcycle, not stealing the car, not stealing the battery, but only stealing the headlock.

"We're going to make a gift for Aunt Narcissa and Aunt Lucius." Arthas replied.

Neville was confused, are you using this thing as a gift to make a fool of people?

So he followed the brother and sister to the kitchen.

There are a lot of trays of sprouts in the kitchen that are no longer in use, and although they are left there and no one uses them, the house-elves at Hogwarts still take care of them regularly, which makes them look like they are still new.

Two of the trays had been covered with a layer of soil, and the two siblings had cut the thorns they had brought back and carefully planted them in the trays.

"That's it?" Neville looked at the brother and sister who were wiping their sweat and hands and the thorns they had just planted, and asked, "I've seen people who deliver flowers, vegetables and fruits, and mushrooms, but this is the first time I've seen such a thing." ”

At this time, Neville wanted to call Zhang after returning home tonight to ask if he had maliciously cultivated the children and raised the children's three views crookedly.

"Professor Longbottom, come and sit down here." Gianna pulled Neville to the side of the chair and sat down, while Arthas placed a plate of thorns at Neville's feet, "Professor, you take off your shoes and socks and try to step on them barefoot." ”

Out of knowledge of the thorns and his own curiosity, Neville did as they were both told.

Due to their newborn spikes, the spikes they spur when stimulated are not very powerful and cannot pierce the skin on Neville's feet.

But that was enough, and Neville, who was enjoying a foot massage for the first time, felt an electric current emanate from the soles of his feet, rubbing the ground and running through his body, and then towards his Celestial Hood.

After more than twenty minutes, Neville asked, putting on his shoes and socks, "How did you two come up with this?" ”

"We came up with this idea when we listened to the professor talk about its characteristics in the first herbal medicine class." Arthas replied.

Neville continued, "So did you ever think that when these thorns grew up, they would pierce people's feet?" ”

"We've looked it up." Gianna replied, "The thorns will hibernate in the winter and stop growing, and in the spring you can throw them away and plant them in a new one, and you don't need money anyway." ”

Neville nodded with relief, it was rare for a first-year student to have such a flexible brain and plan and then act in recent years, but the two of them still had something to think about.

"So have you ever thought that they don't hibernate in a warm room, but grow forever?" Neville asked.

The brother and sister said "uh" a few times and then didn't say anything.

After coming over for a while, Gianna whispered, "It seems that we still made the mistake of bookism." ”

Looking at the two dejected siblings, Neville just smiled.

"Don't be discouraged, it's not like there's no way to remedy it." Neville said, "There's also a species of ground spines in the Forbidden Forest that feed on insects, and I think you can do what you want with them. ”

The brother and sister were happy at first, but their expressions soon darkened again.

"What's wrong?" Neville asked curiously.

"We can't go to the Forbidden Forest yet." Arthas replied.

"Now?" Neville caught the point of the other's words.

"We won't be able to go to the Forbidden Forest on our own until after the third grade." Alsace said.

"Do you think the Forbidden Forest is Hogsmeade?" Neville grumbled.

However, Neville couldn't help but feel compassion when he saw the loss of the two children.

"Alright, don't be discouraged." Neville said to the two of them, "There's always a way, you wait for my notice." ”

Neville left, returning to Hogsmeade's house, picking up the phone and pressing Harry's number.