Retract the tightly wrapped skull. Linde stood up, pulled out his wand, and began the night's practice directly at the training puppet.

Before the sun rose, Linde pushed open the door of the pool room and returned to the lounge.

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A handful of ugly roots in the shape of a light green baby were stuffed into the pot, and then quickly grabbed the dirt and dragon manure and buried it whole.

"Close your ears and listen!" After chanting the spell and feeling the hollow hearing, the expression on his face relaxed a little.

It's now his first herbal class of the semester. Professor Sprout asked them to repot the young mandrakes. At first, he thought that he had been exposed to this thing last year, and he must have pinched it in his hand, and there was no pressure at all.

But it turned out that he was wrong. Not only is he stressed, he's not small. The pressure didn't come from him, it came from his classmates. Imagine dozens of mandrakes being pulled out of the pot and screaming. That's not something that people can stand at all, even with earmuffs.

And the horror is that this class was taken by Gryffindor and Hufflepuff together.

When it comes to this kind of delicate work, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are definitely no match for Slytherin and Ravenclaw.

Linde's group was the first to finish, strictly speaking, he was the first to complete it alone. Because he couldn't stand the cry anymore. Of course, others can't stand it, but it's even harder for them to do this job after being affected by this cry.

It's just that he was a little distracted just now and didn't evaluate this class properly, otherwise he would definitely give himself a closed earbud in advance to listen.

After that, Linde's class basically ended in waiting. When all the mandrakes were finally cleaned up and the classroom was quiet again, Sprout added ten points to him, and he moved very fast, and the professor saw it.

After class, many young wizards walked out of the third greenhouse with a sore back on their faces, covered in mud, and the sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and Linde walked forward at great speed.

Linde's robe was also dragged up, his clothes were still clean, and there was no expression on his face, so he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"My God, do you see his expression and robes? It's exactly like Snape. Ron muttered quietly from behind.

"Hey, don't whisper like that. Have the courage to say it out loud to him! Jane said in a deliberately loud voice.

"Hey, hey, be quiet, don't mess with me." Ron hurriedly said.

Hermione also said, "That's right, if you have the guts, don't mumble behind your back." Especially the habit of simply insulting a person's walking posture.

If you have to say it even if you are walking fast, then the person who says it has a problem! Hermione preached, her face like Professor McGonagall's.

Ron felt a little uncomfortable when he saw that he was being refuted one after another, and he just wanted to make a joke. Also, I'm just saying that he's like Snape, how does it turn into a humiliation in your mouth...... Although there is such a little bit of fun.

"Hey, Harry, look at them!" Ron looked at Harry, hoping he could speak for himself.

Harry looked at Linde's back a little distracted, and was relieved by Ron's words. "Oh, uh...... It's not that exaggerated, it's just that we really can't say that about Linde, right, after all, they are all Gryffindor classmates. And the relationship is not bad"

"Even you say that?!" Ron had a look of disbelief on his face, "Well, I was wrong, I was just kidding. He had no choice but to speak, his face full of discomfort. Looking at Harry in the eye was like looking at a traitor.

Harry didn't dare look into Ron's eyes. In fact, he also knew that Ron had no ill intentions. Teasing a classmate behind his back is indeed what children of their age like to do. In other words, no matter how old you are, there will always be people who are being talked about behind your back.

It's just that he thinks Ron shouldn't tease Linde, someone else can. Linde can't.

He felt that he should be treated with as much respect for Lindh as he had with Professor Dumbledore.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly shook his head and threw this thought out of his mind. But I suddenly thought of the wizard of the same age named Aesop that I saw in Diagon Alley more than half a month ago.

He also felt that he needed to be respectful to the other person.

"It's strange, am I being too humble? How can I see a person and feel that I should be respectful, and I am not a house elf. Harry said to himself.

The next lesson is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class. The first transfiguration lesson wasn't difficult, just turning a small beetle into a button.

It was much easier than last year's final test, and it seemed that Professor McGonagall knew in her mind the level of these crazy little ones who had been playing crazy for a holiday.

Rather than hastily turning the beetle into a button, Linde first tried to turn it into a miniature Rubik's cube, which was much more difficult to turn into a button than a button.

It took him almost half a lesson to turn it into a Rubik's Cube. After that, he began to try to turn it into a mini yoyo, which had screws and bearings.

Bearings are a difficult point.

In the end, he still didn't succeed before the class, one point was because the beetle was too small, and the second point was that the structure of the bearing was somewhat precise.

He felt that as long as the target was magnified, he would definitely be able to conjure it up. But with such a small volume and the precision of the bearing, this is very difficult. So a moment before the end of class, with a wave of his hand, he conjured a delicate black button with a gold filigree pattern. Of course, it's just that the color is golden.

Professor McGonagall gave him an angry look, she naturally saw what Linde was doing this whole class, and of course, she would not stop it. I just thought I could do something a long time ago, why not show it!

That would be a good plus for Gryffindor.

What an ignorant little brat!

Lind touched his head and grinned, he thought Professor McGonagall must have seen him torturing the poor little beetle and blaming him.

The bell rang, and Linde was not in a hurry to leave this time. After all, the bell for the end of class between ordinary classes and the bell for the end of class at noon are two different things. This time, the little wizards were much more anxious, and they all crowded outside.

He didn't squeeze it, and continued to sit in his seat, summarizing the harvest of the class by the way.

Walking out of the classroom, he saw Harry and his party in front of him. Jane was also heard saying, "Seriously, Ron. I'll lend you money to buy one! She said. And it seems that he is afraid that Ron will be embarrassed to borrow money because of his face, so he also adds, "For the sake of learning, right." How can you learn magic without a wand. ”

Ron did make some trouble in the class just now, his wand was interrupted by the beating willow, and he could only barely fix it. But it seems to be not repaired, crackling and sparking from time to time. Every time Ron tried to deform the beetle, he was immediately surrounded by a gray, rotten egg-smelling puff of smoke.

This was also the first time that Jane had brought the concept of borrowing money to their small circle first. If Lind remembers correctly, even Harry, who is a rich man, and Hermione, who is considered a rich man after exchanging Galleons, is next to him. He still had to wait until his family drew the Prophet's Daily prize in the third year to buy a new wand.

And it's because his old wand was really broken at that time, and maybe if it wasn't broken, it might not be able to be replaced. After all, what the family did after getting the money was actually to travel, not to subsidize the family.

Their old owl, Erol, is pitiful. Later, Andersen dared to say that he was tired, so he told him about the life of an owl named Errol, so that he could know what it means to be tired.

Well, others have their own way of life, and they are really not suitable for evaluation, Linde thought to himself. Then shake the series of thoughts away.

Ron's words made Ron's heart flutter, and anyone could tell her sincerity, the little witch was a little grumpy, but she did think of her friends.

It's like Ron never knew it was Jane who beat him up on Halloween last year. That time was also to vent Hermione's anger.

"Hmm...... I feel like I can hold on a little bit. When they were gone, I asked them if they could get another one. Ron said hesitantly, although he wanted to borrow, but thinking that he had no pocket money at all, it was estimated that it would be difficult to afford it.

"What are you afraid of, just a few Galleons." Jane said as easily as she could, she didn't want Ron to put too much pressure on her, which only made Ron more mentally stressed.

"You don't have to rush to pay it back! You can wait until you're done, and if you buy the wand, you don't think you borrowed the money from me, so forget about it for a while. Jane continued, hoping that Ron would be a little more bold at this time. After all, his wand was indeed ...... It's a person who can't stand it.

However, Ron's heart was still under a lot of pressure, and he refused.

Linde didn't pay attention to what they said, and walked forward, and he had fun with these things.

After that, it's time for the lunch break. Of course, others rest. He practiced Transfiguration in the break room.

Then came the afternoon class.

Defence Against the Dark Arts.