Harry and Ron still bumped into the school's prized beater, causing Professor McGonagall to leave the Great Hall with Snape as he returned. Dumbledore had spoken a few words to Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout, and then left the Great Hall.

"What's going on? Why are the professors gone? ”

The young wizards were talking, sharing what they had heard. Soon, an answer that everyone agreed on appeared:

"Potter and Weasley flew to the school in a flying car, were seen by Muggles, and crashed into the precious beating willow!"

"They're going to be fired!"

The Slytherins were delighted, Malfoy was beaming, and spoke aloud of his judgment, Clark and Goyle chimed in, and the other snakes nodded in agreement. The Gryffindors were in a hurry, they were afraid that things would be as Malfoy had said, and Hermione and Ginny were even more anxious, if they hadn't been stopped by the twins, they would have run out to find the two uneasy guys.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw turned on their daily melon-eating mode, watching the two houses of snakes and lions quarrel.

Of course, it is impossible to fight. Before half an hour, the professors returned. Dumbledore first introduced Lockhart, who was in the professorship, and then routinely emphasized the ban on the forbidden forest and the ban on magic in the corridors, and after announcing the Quidditch selection date, he announced the start of the dinner cleanly.

As the young wizards indulged in the dishes carefully prepared by the house-elves, the professors left the auditorium.

There is a beating willow that needs to be treated urgently.

After dinner, I returned to the common room, and the story was confirmed. There was no expulsion, Harry and Ron were locked up, and everything else was basically the same, except that the injuries to the beating willow seemed to be very serious, and a lot of branches were broken. Looking at the Ravenclaw Tower, you can even see it pounding the ground around it in a frustration.

After a long while, it stopped.

The eaglets have a high enthusiasm for things they are interested in, and it just so happens that there is only one herbal class with Slytherin in the morning, and they just go to class after watching the beating willow, so there is plenty of time.

After waking up and having breakfast, Ike walked in the direction of beating willow with Stuart and the others, along with the other good little wizards. Walking to the edge of the forbidden forest, there were already many people eating melons around the beating willows.

Ike squeezed to the front, and the beating willow had calmed down, but it was obvious that its branches were badly damaged, the original long branches were almost half broken, and the top of the tree was suddenly missing, like a beautiful bottle with a notch, and it looked very twisted.

"It's badly hurt." Stewart squeezed in, too.

"yes." Ike frowned, "The branches and leaves are broken in half, and the main body is missing a piece, and it will take a long time to recover." ”

"It's okay, with Professor Sprout here, it's going to be well taken care of." Terry said.

"Of course, Professor Sprout is an expert in herbalism." Ike nodded, his frown smoothing slightly.

A few more people watched for a while, and then they returned to the castle and prepared to go to class.

The herbs to be recognized and cared for in the second-grade herbal medicine class are already in some danger. Of course, on the first day of school, you only need to do some sowing and transplanting work. No matter what kind of magic plant, there is no danger at the seedling stage, and it can be easily done with dragon skin gloves.

In the afternoon, it was still a herbal medicine class, and Ike was busy in the greenhouse for almost a day before dragging his tired body back to the dormitory.

After taking a shower and resting on the couch for a while, Ike went back to the Forbidden Forest alone after dinner.

I don't know why, when I saw the beating willow in the morning, Ike had a very strange feeling, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

"It hurts...... Anger ...... simple word, more like the transmission of emotions.

Obviously, this is the feeling of beating people.

Ike moved forward little by little, unsure if the irascible beater would attack him, or if the beater would have the desire to attack in this state.

As it turned out, Ike's worries were unnecessary, and he didn't move until he walked to the trunk of the tree and hit the willow.

Stretching out his right hand and pressing it against the trunk of the tree, Ike closed his eyes, slowly and slowly channeling his magic.

"Feel with your heart, feel ...... with your heart"

Muttering in his mouth, Ike seemed to feel a wounded soul in a trance. It was in pain, angry but powerless, moaning incessantly.

"I know...... I know ......," Ike muttered, slapping the willow as if in response, a few branches brushing over Ike's body like Julianne touching the top of her head.

"Squeak Squeak"

A few soft cries rang out, and Ike looked over curiously, a group of timid creatures. They have two small brown eyes, some resembling a small segment of bark, others resembling a newborn branch, only a few inches in size.

"Tree Protector?" Ike recognized the magical creature classified as Class XX by the Ministry of Magic, and tentatively stretched out his hand. Seeing this, the little ones ducked backwards, only showing a pair of eyes to look at Ike.

The branches of the beating willow moved again, and a three-inch tree guard pot was rolled up and placed gently on Ike's shoulder. Ike carefully held the little guy in the palm of his hand, his eyes full of joy.

"Are you asking me to take care of it?"

The branches brushed through Ike's hair, gently, as if the wind was blowing.

"I will." Ike nodded, looked at the reluctant tree protector in his palm and smiled, "Give you a name, how about Jimmy?" ”

Jimmy blinked his little brown eyes, and his two small hands grabbed Ike's fingers and hugged them tightly.

"Looks like you like the name." Ike carefully placed Jimmy on his shoulder, and Jimmy grabbed the collar and climbed in with a little force, revealing only a small head.

Ike bent down and patted the bare roots at his feet, "Don't worry, Professor Sprout is the best herbalist and she will take care of your ......"

"I'll go back first, and I'll come back to see you later." Ike stood up and waved his hand, and the beating willow swung its branches with a rattling sound, startling the tree guards who were clutching the trunks, and let out a dense squeak.

"Gone!"

Ike turned to leave, and Jimmy in the collar poked his head out to look in the direction of the beating willow, as if he was a little reluctant.

Without trying to appease Jimmy, Ike discovers that there is a change in his waste notepad system, and at some point the title of Oak Guardian disappears and is replaced by a new one:

Walking plants (plants see you as one kind, and they will protect you, unless you choose to hurt the good ones - by Beat Willow)

"Walking plants?" Ike reacted instantly!

"Is this saying I'm a moving vegetative person?"

Garbage system!