"Alright, kids, be careful, today's lesson is dangerous. www.biquge.info"Professor Sputlaw stood behind a tall stand in the middle of the greenhouse. About twenty or so earplugs of various colors are placed on the shelves.

"What you're looking at is the plant we're dealing with today, which is the mandrake. Professor Sputlaw adjusted his mood, though not as cheerful as he had been.

"Can anyone tell me about the purpose of the mandrake in terms of its own knowledge of the morphology of its growth. ”

Hermione raised her arms in the air, as always. As long as she goes in to study, Hermione can throw away everything that is irrelevant, which makes Van Lin really ashamed.

"Very well, Miss Granger, it's up to you to answer. Professor Sputlaw nodded in satisfaction, and all teachers would not be stingy with their smiles at students who loved to learn, except for Snape, of course.

He wore a stiff face all day, like someone owed him millions of gold galleons.

"Mandrake, whose rhizome is baby-like, can emit a piercing scream, similar to a psychic attack, is a magical plant with strong magical powers, its growth environment is harsh, and the cycle is long, if it is not cultivated, the growth cycle is one year. Its rhizome is the most essential part of the mandrake, which can be used to make recovery potions, so it is also called mandela recovery grass. Restorative potions made from mandrakes have a strong contribution and are used to restore cursed or deformed people to their original state. ”

After a long list of introductions, Hermione didn't pause at all, as if she had eaten the book in her stomach. This caused Neville to look at Hermione with great admiration.

"Yay. Professor Sputlaw happily praised Hermione. "It's a very comprehensive statement, and Gryffindor adds ten points for it. ”

Hearing this, the Gryffindor little wizards all had joy on their faces, and of course, the little wizards of Slagelin let out a boo.

However, all of them were accustomed to the long-standing rivalry between Gryffindor and Slyering.

Professor Sputlaw ignored the students as well, put her hands on the board and continued her lecture.

"That's right, Miss Granger is very comprehensive. The mandrake is indeed a very powerful magical plant. As the foundation of the restoration agent, the status of mandrake is quite high, so correspondingly, the growth environment of mandrake is also relatively harsh. After all, dealing with cursed petrification and the like are precious. ”

Professor Sputlaw gently touched the leaves of the mandrake, and the mandrake seemed to come to life, and shook his blade shyly.

"Although the rhizome of the mandrake is baby-shaped, it does not mean that the mandrake is intelligent. On the contrary, the mandrake cannot judge the situation in the outside world, so once it is disturbed by the outside world, such as pulling him out entirely, the mandrake will emit a mental impact similar to a scream, and the mental impact of an adult mandrake is enough to make an adult wizard faint unprepared, and in severe cases, it will cause death. ”

Professor Sputlaw gave him a stern look at his classmates, and after making sure that the little wizards remembered the danger, he continued, "Of course, the mandrakes we use today are not adults, these are just seedlings, and even if you are directly exposed to their screams, you will only faint at most. ”

As he spoke, Professor Sputlaw clapped his hand and motioned for everyone to focus.

"What we're going to do today is to change the soil for these mandrake seedlings. Now, come up and put it on, and everybody takes an ear bag and puts it on. ”

Everyone scrambles to grab the pink or gray plush ear bags on the shelves, the scene is chaotic, Hermione is almost knocked down by an unfamiliar person, looking at the outfit, it should be a Slagelin.

"Be careful, Hermione. Van Lin held Hermione with his hand in the back, and with a flick of one hand, two ear bags flew off the shelf. Although Van Lin also wanted to help Harry and Ron get one, the two men rushed out early, in order to squeeze in front of Malfoy.

"Thank you. Hermione blushed a little, and then began to look for the culprit who had hit her, a girl from Slajerin House whose name seemed to be Laura Cris.

Hermione had never spoken to this girl before, but she had heard that Laura Chris's family was a very old pure-blood, and her ancestors had always graduated from Slyerjelin.

Hermione didn't understand where she had offended her.

Van Lin reached out and handed Hermione a pink ear bag, and then fixed his eyes to see that it was a slightly pale girl, with a pointed face with some tiny freckles on it, but from her there were a pair of dark green eyes, which made the girl look rather mysterious.

However, Van Lin didn't remember that they had been in contact with the student at Slejelin House, and it looked like they had accidentally bumped into it.

After a while, everyone returned to their places, and Professor Sputlaw clapped his palms and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"When I teach you how to grow, remember to put on your earplugs. "When you can take off the earbuds, I'll put my thumb up. Okay, put the earbuds on. ”

Van Lin put on the earbuds, and from the magic fluctuations, Van Lin knew that the earbuds had a powerful ear-closing spell on them. Sure enough, the cries of the mandrake could not be blocked by a pair of earbuds alone. Van Lin could not hear anything now, and could only rely on his eyes to watch Professor Sputlaw's operations.

Mr. Sputlaw put on a pair of pink fluffy earplugs, rolled up the sleeves of his robe, firmly grasped a cluster of plants, and pulled it out.

Everyone laughed, and the appearance of the mandrake was indeed very funny.

It wasn't the roots that were pulled out of the soil, but a small, muddy, ugly little baby. The leaves grew on the top of his head. His skin was mottled pale green, and the vigorous movement of his lungs suggests that he was cursing Mr. Sputerau.

Mr. Sputlaw took out a large basin under the table, stuffed the mandrake into it, and buried his head with black, damp earth and manure, leaving only small clusters of leaves. Mr. Sputlaw patted the dirt off his hands, made a thumb-up motion, and then took off the earplugs.

"Since our mandrakes here are seedlings, their cries are not fatal. She said calmly, as if she had just watered the begonias. "But, they're going to make you unconscious for a few hours, and I guess you don't want to end up on the first day of school, right? I'll remind you when it's time to pack up after class. ”

"Oh, by the way, this mandrake seedling is biting, so be careful. Professor Sputlaw suddenly remembered this, but alas, everyone had put on the earplugs and did not hear it.