91st bad course

Professor Sprout dragged a large flower pot from under the table and shoved the struggling mandrake doll into the dirt again, and Harry felt a chuckle at the sight of it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The professor covered the mandrake with damp dark dirt so tightly that only a clump of leaves was still exposed, and then patted the dirt on his hands, signaled safety to everyone, and then removed his earmuffs.

Harry waited for the professor to remove the earmuffs without moving, and then carefully removed his earmuffs.

"The mandrakes used for demonstration are still just seedlings, so you won't die if you hear them cry. The professor said calmly, as if the astonishing scene had just loosened the lawn.

"They're just going to keep you unconscious for a few hours, I think it's just started school, and you're not there yet, and you want to use this to skip class. So when you're busy yourself, you must wear your earmuffs tightly to make sure you don't hear anything. I'll remind you when it's time to get out of class. ”

Professor Sprout said in a relaxed tone, and then arrange for everyone to do it themselves.

"Every group of four, a flower tray, the fertilizer is in the bag over there, go get it yourself, be careful of the poisonous tentacles next to it, it's teething. She slapped it on a hideous crimson plant before it retracted its tentacles.

"It's not easy. Harry muttered as he was in a group with Ron, Hermione, and another Hufflepuff boy.

"I'm Justin Fenrieri, it's a pleasure to meet you, the famous Harry Potter, and the eternal honors, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley, you're all ......celebrities," Justin greeted Harry in a friendly manner, shaking hands with each of them.

Harry had seen him before, but hadn't spoken together, and it was clear that he was a very lively Hufflepuff. Hermione's compliment to him was useful, and she smiled sweetly. Ron hadn't recovered from the roaring letter yet.

He was a bubbly, even a bit of a nag, and he gushed along the way, "...... The man named Lockhart was such a brave man, and he wrote in the book that when he was blocked in a phone booth by a werewolf, he calmly came up with a solution, and if it were me, he would have been scared to death..."

"None of my family are wizards, and they want me to go to Eton. He explained, "It's an aristocratic school, but then I came to Hogwarts, and it's wonderful. Although my mom was a little disappointed, Eton College was her dream all along, and then I showed her some Lockhart books, and I thought she would learn how important it is to have a trained wizard in the family...."

Hermione also knew about Eton College, which was a very famous aristocratic school, and she almost went there too, and Justin was in a somewhat similar situation to her.

But before she could get interested, they put back on the earmuffs and began tossing the mandrake. It's not easy, it's much harder than it looks. Professor Sprout is small, but he has a lot of strength. Hermione couldn't lift the little monsters at all, the mandrakes were like they were rooted in the dirt, and they were desperately squeezing into the dirt, not wanting to be pulled out at all.

It took Harry a lot of effort to pull out a fat doll, and he had to put it all back into the dirt. They struggled desperately, yelling, gritting their teeth, waving their hands and kicking their feet. Even when they couldn't hear their cries at all, everyone felt like they were doing something particularly terrible.

Hermione felt very uncomfortable just being there to help, and wizards' jobs weren't all good.

After the herbal medicine class, everyone was exhausted. Harry was sweating profusely, his back aching from exhaustion, and his body was covered in mud. He hurried back to the castle to take a shower, and hurried to his transfiguration class, which obviously affected his state.

In Transfiguration class, Harry felt groggy in his head, full of roars. The familiar actions and spells are now completely out of shape. The professor asks everyone to turn the beetle into a button, but no matter how Harry swings his wand, the beetle is scurrying around, undirected.

Ron wasn't much better, he seemed to be still in the after-effects of the yelling letter, he was always distracted during class, just stunned for a while, and the bell rang after class.

Only Hermione was as high as ever, but that didn't make Harry and Ron much happier.

"This year's class schedule is really unreasonable, after the physical work of the herbal medicine class, we should arrange a break first, instead of continuing to take the difficult transformation class, who still has the strength and brain at this time. Harry grumbled in frustration, it was only the first day of school, which really didn't bode well.

Hermione blinked quietly, silently muttering in her heart, "I still have my strength and brain." "But she knew that now was not the time to say this, and that Harry was the main force of the labor.

Ron was still out of the way, eating silently.

"Although you have a point, the herbal medicine class should not be scheduled early in the morning and then connected to other classes. George took Harry's timetable and agreed before adding, "But it's only the first day of school, and you can't handle it, which isn't a good thing." When you are unsettled, you can relax first and adjust with meditation. ”

"And Ron. George turned his head to Ron, and Harry immediately kicked Ron under the table to bring him back to his senses.

"I don't want to mention the yelling letter. George watched as Ron came to his senses as Harry reminded him, knowing that he had to get them back to form sooner.

"But you've already mentioned it. Ron scolded for a while, looking at George with a look of resentment,

"Things are in the past and it's not getting any worse, and getting the new semester on track is the most important thing now. "George didn't want Harry and Ron to be stuck in a bad luck quagmire because of the bad school start.

"What's the afternoon class?" Harry slapped his face with his hand, trying to clear himself up, and he knew he couldn't continue in this state.

"Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Hermione said expectantly.

"Alas!" Harry, who had just gotten up a little of his fighting spirit, had become depressed again, he didn't like the unusually pompous Lockhart who treated him like one kind.

"Why sigh, Professor Lockhart is amazing. Hermione felt that Harry was biased against Professor Lockhart, and that she had read Professor Lockhart's book, and that the content was well-founded and true.

"He's going to lie to you girls. Ron muttered that Mrs. Weasley was also very fond of Lockhart, but other than that. No one in the Weasleys liked Lockhart anymore, or everyone else hated Lockhart to be exact. Even Ginny didn't like him, Ginny only liked Harry.