As a qualified doctor, handwriting is to write the dragon and snake, to make the dragon fly and the phoenix dance, to make the patient not understand, otherwise people will think that you are unprofessional and a liar!

Although veterinarians deal with animals, they deal with wizards, and of course their handwriting must be elegant.

While Rove was prescribing medicine to Mrs. Loris, many students came around, and when they saw that the handwriting on the note was so scribbled, a "knowledgeable" brother immediately expressed his approval and praised him for his medical skills.

Look, this is called professionalism, and the other party is definitely not what he is looking for!

Filch thanked him and walked away with the potion, and Rove immediately announced the official opening of the Celia Fantastic Beasts Store.

When he was on the train, he just mentioned that he was going to put up advertisements on the bulletin boards in the lounges of the major colleges today.

Gryffindor has Hermione, Ravenclaw has Shirley, and Slytherin has Malfoy...... You don't have to go deep into other colleges, there are people to help spread the word.

Of course, Slytherin is more dangerous, after all, Snape is not a good person, so he can only wronged Malfoy and handed out small cards from dormitory to dormitory.

The boss's shop opens, and as the younger brother Neville immediately responds, sending his pet Rifle to take care of the business.

Rove was very happy, he was still thinking about the magic called "Giant Tongue Whip", and with the "Demon Replenishment" of the Bag Spider, it was a combination of magic skills!

Rove took the toad, which was struggling violently and desperate to escape, and sent it into a small cage made of vines.

"You see how happy Lai Fu is, Neville, you can rest assured if you leave it to me, I will definitely treat Lai Fu's ADHD well, so that it will always be by your side, and it will not run around if it is fine." Rove assured.

Just then, an owl flew over, made its way across the auditorium to the Hufflepuff table, and dropped a red letter on Neville's head.

Neville, who had been quite happy just now, was instantly happy and sad, and he cried out in a lost voice:

"It's over, my grandma sent me a yelling letter! She must have been mad that I didn't go to Gryffindor, but came to Hufflepuff......"

The smoking red letter appeared in the auditorium, and many students gloated and laughed, and every time someone received a roaring letter, it was their happiest time.

At the Gryffindor table, Harry asked curiously, "What's that?" I see everybody is very excited. ”

"Roar letters! Trust me, Harry, you wouldn't wonder what that was. Ron shook his head and said:

"A shouting letter amplifies a person's voice dozens of times, and it can be heard from hundreds of meters away."

Although it is not very harmful, it is extremely insulting and will directly cause the recipient to die socially.

"My mom used to make howl letters, and they were for George and Fred!" Ron recalled with a look of trepidation:

"The two of them were playing a prank at school, and Professor McGonagall wrote home...... My mom had a gloomy face all day, and at dinner, the porridge was burned.

My father and I didn't dare to say anything, so we just finished the burnt porridge. My mom used to tell me not to learn ...... from Fred and George."

"My stupid brother, it's not a good habit to speak ill of people behind your back." George suddenly appeared and put his arm around Ron's neck.

"yes, do you really want us to shake out what you've done?" Fred shook his head and smiled:

"Who was wetting the bed when he was seven years old, or was it the ghoul in the attic? Poor old radish, it's hard to get down the attic, how to climb into your bed! ”

"Who had hemorrhoids when he was nine years old and left a pants of blood, Fei pulled his mother and said to her, your menstrual period is coming!"

George and Fred's voices were so loud that the students at the Gryffindor table heard them, and even Harry couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!! Ron yelled, rushing to fight with the twins.

At this time, the four corners of the roaring letter had begun to smoke, making the sound of boiling water, and if it was not opened in time, it would explode directly, and the sound would be louder and harsher.

Many badgers stayed away from the table, and Neville was even more panicked, asking Rove for help, "What should I do?" ”

"Look at me."

Rove opened the little black suitcase and threw both the struggling Lev and the Howler Letter into the box, then he covered the lid and turned the button.

Many experienced students thought that Scamander had gone crazy, and that in a small, confined space, the power of the explosion would be doubled, and a small box could blow you up to the sky!

But to everyone's incomprehension, as time passed, the roaring letter didn't seem to explode at all, and no sound came from the box...... Is it a squib?

"Rove always makes a move that I didn't expect." Fred was amazed.

"yes, if we had that box at the time, we wouldn't have been bombarded with yelling letters from our mother." George said.

"It's more than that." Parvati Petyr, who is of Indian origin, interjected:

"My sister in Ravenclaw said that in their morning Transfiguration class, only Scamander and Swinton completed the tasks assigned by Professor McGonagall, and Scamander was really good."

"Our dormitory has already discussed, and this weekend we will organize a group to go to him to see a doctor for their pets." Lavender laughed smirked.

Ron, who had been subdued, sat back down next to Harry, and as he listened to the chatter of several people, he suddenly remembered the speck in his pocket.

"Do you want to go to Rove too? The spot is already so old, if the price is cheap, you can give it a full body maintenance. Ron thought to himself.

At the end of lunch, Rove received a lot of appointments, and he found himself a little busy on his own and needed a competent female assistant.

It doesn't need to be pretty, but it has to be capable!

In the afternoon, the herbology class was with the Gryffindor students, after all, it was their own headmaster, and the little badgers had just finished eating, and they left the castle and walked through the vegetable field towards the greenhouse.

Professor Sprout stood in the doorway of the greenhouse, wearing a small purple felt hat, a patched hat buttoned into her fluttering hair, and a lot of mud on her clothes.

She had just driven Ru away, and she still had a fork in her hand, which looked like a leap earth.

When the students were almost there, Professor Sprout exclaimed:

"Kids, today we're going to the First Greenhouse, but before we go in, I have something to tell you, and it's something you'll all have to keep in mind for years to come!"

"Don't touch magical plants, most of them are fragile and weak, and of course some plants are poisonous and aggressive...... Any plants, unless I allow it, are forbidden to be touched at will, do you hear that? ”

"Hear me!!"

Professor Sprout removed a large key from his belt, opened the door to the greenhouse, and led the group inside.

The place where they stood was a clearing, and in front of them was overgrown with magical plants.

A warm breeze blew, and the air was filled with the scent of earth, as well as the smell of freshly applied dragon manure fertilizer.

Led by Professor Sprout, the students walked through a row of head-sized clusters of mushrooms to a strangely shaped plant.

The plant is about a meter tall and has broad leaves with a vase-like lid at the end of the leaf.

"Does anyone know what this is?"

Sprout's words had just fallen, and before many people could hear what she was asking, Hermione, who was standing not far from Rove, had already raised her hand high.

"Miss Granger?"

"This is the Scarlet Nepenthes, which has a unique organ that absorbs nutrients – the insect trap." Hermione backslidden fluently:

"The insect cage is cylindrical in shape, slightly enlarged in the lower half, and has a lid on the mouth of the cage, so named because it is shaped like a pig cage."

"Good, Gryffindor plus two points!"

Professor Sprout blinked, pointed to the liquid in the vase-like structure of the pitcher plant, and smiled:

"It's a liquid secreted by Nepenthes crimson, a very sweet and harmless juice, and it's one of the ingredients for bee candy, I've tasted it before, and it tastes great."

Hearing her say this, the little wizards wanted to taste it, and Professor Sprout happened to turn his back and seemed to be looking for something, and immediately a group of students reached out and dipped their juice in it.

"It's so sweet, Harry, taste it!" Ron licked his thumb.

"Indeed, this is the first time I've eaten something so sweet." Harry whispered.

Ron noticed that there were many black granular objects floating in the juice, and he scooped up several of them, tasted them, and found that they were also sweet, like jelly beans.

Harry followed suit and ate a few.

Neville was about to taste something when Rove slapped his hand away.

Seeing Rove's movements, Hermione, who was still curious, rolled her eyes and immediately gave up.

Justin raised his hand and asked, "Professor Sprout, what is that black pearl-like thing floating in the sap?" ”

"Oh, it's fox droppings." Professor Sprout then turned around and grinned:

"Nepenthes has evolved a unique juice that attracts animals to taste it, and the feces excreted by the animals can be used as fertilizer for the pitcher plants.

If you look at its shape, it looks like a toilet, isn't it wonderful? ”

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