Benjamin suddenly touched his stomach, he seemed to hear him muttering, and said to Draco, who obviously wanted to walk over and laugh at Harry, "Let's go, let's go to Professor Sprout's greenhouse, and then we can have lunch." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Wait a minute, I'm going to get a signed photo of Harry too!"

After Draco finished speaking, he took Goyle and Crabbe and walked up to Harry, who was flushed.

Pansy said in a tone of desperation, "Every time Draco touches Harry, his IQ drops to under ten. ”

Benjamin smiled noncommittally.

"Hey, great Harry Potter, come on, give me an autographed picture of yours, okay?

Benjamin, who heard it not far away, smiled, and had to admit that Draco imitated it so vividly that it made people want to kick him twice.

Colin had already left with his autograph in his hand, and he accidentally bumped into Ginny as he passed her.

"It's a good thing Colin and Ron don't know each other, otherwise the two of them could form a Harry Potter cult group. Ron and Hermione stood aside, talking coolly.

By this time, Lockhart had already noticed Draco in front of him, and of course he knew the boy, although he was not as famous as Harry Potter.

"Are Lucius' child, Draco Malfoy?" Lockhart said with a smile, unconsciously pulling a thick stack of photos out of his pocket, then quickly signing his name and handing it to Draco.

"Oh, look, Malfoy turned out to be a fan of mine, too. I know that your father is certainly not a bad person, and having a child who adores me certainly will not be a bad person. Lockhart said proudly, and Benjamin felt that Lockhart would be happier if there was a reporter from the Daily Prophet at this time. "Harry, do you hear me, sign your name here!

Benjamin and Pansy burst out laughing, wondering what Draco would be like when he received Harry's autographed photo.

"Oh my God, what are you laughing at, we, let's go to Professor Sprout's greenhouse!" Draco walked to the front in a rage, and he could see that the roots of his ears were already burning red.

Professor Sprout was a dwarf witch, with a patched hat in her fluttering hair, and a lot of dirt on her clothes, and Benjamin believed that Mrs. Ludwig would have opened her mouth in astonishment if she had seen her nails.

"How can a woman who doesn't even love herself be loved by a man?"

So says Daphne Ludwig.

"Let's go to the third greenhouse today!" Professor Sprout looked a little angry, this witch has always been kind, this look, to Benjamin a little surprised.

At this point, a Ravenclaw student addressed Benjamin's confusion and said to his companion, "When I heard that Lockhart had left our classroom again, he went to Professor Sprout's conservatory, and then he annoyed Professor Sprout by talking about it again. ”

When Benjamin heard this, he was absolutely sure that this was what Lockhart was doing. But when Lockhart faced Professor Snape again, would he dare to do this?

"The third greenhouse is dangerous, you know, follow behind, don't touch what's inside!" Professor Sprout removed a large key from his belt and opened the door. Benjamin smelled a smell of damp earth and fertilizer, mixed with a rich floral scent. The flowers were the size of an umbrella and hung from the ceiling. He also saw a bush of devil vines growing very luxuriantly not far away.

Professor Sprout stood behind a stool in the middle of the greenhouse. On the stool are about 20 pairs of earmuffs of different colors.

"We're going to repot the mandrake today," Professor Sprout said, gesturing behind her, "So, does anyone know the properties of the mandrake?"

Benjamin knew, but he didn't raise his hand to answer.

"I know that mandrake, also known as mandrake root, is a powerful restorative," Draco replied with his hand raised, very confidently, "to restore a person who has been transformed or who has been enchanted to its original state. ”

"Very good, 10 points to Slytherin. "Mandrake is an important part of most antidotes. But it's also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

Draco's hand brushed up again, and he smirked at the indifferent Benjamin, "Hearing a mandrake's cry kills you." He blurted out.

"Exactly, plus ten points. "You see, our mandrakes here are still very young. She pointed to a row of deep-bottomed plates. Everyone leaned forward, trying to see better. There are about 100 green and purple seedlings lined up.

Benjamin noticed that the seedlings were much smaller than the one Draco had given him. Of course, the mandrake must have been under some kind of spell, and it didn't come back to life until Benjamin planted it in a pot. So much so that Benjamin never heard the mandrake's cry the whole time.

"Take 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." OK - put on the earmuffs. ”

Benjamin did so, having heard the story of the mandrake before he came into the world.

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. Benjamin recalled the mandrake in his room, which looked much better than the baby.

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

"Our mandrakes are still just seedlings, and hearing their cries is not fatal. She said calmly, 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's a lot of pots here -- compost in a bag over there -- beware of the poisonous tentacles, it's teething. She patted a pink plant with spikes, and its tentacles that had quietly retracted were a little back.

Crabbe and Goyle were reluctant to be separated, and the three ended up with a Ravenclaw girl.