"Professor Sprout, can you teach us some Defence Against the Dark Arts spells? Professor McGonagall: We can't get an appointment. ”

"Yes, yes! There are too many people. ”

"I heard that Owen of Hufflepuff has an after-school Charms cram school. Many people ran away, and the cutting spell he taught in the last class was very useful, simple, secretive, and efficient, and it was very suitable for sneak attacks. ”

"Professor Sprout! At this point, don't introduce these magical plants. Everyone—"

A few Ravenclaw wizards weren't done yet.

Professor Sprout's face instantly darkened.

Famous as a good old man at Hogwarts.

Professor Sprout doesn't care if you talk about how good the other professors are in front of her, but you're going to say that the magic plants she teaches are useless! That's the provocation in Chiguoguo!

"Padma Patil. I'm shocked by your prejudice against magical herbs! Professor Sprout called the little wizard by his full name, rarely.

This means that she is really angry.

"Come to the third greenhouse!" She said.

3rd greenhouse.

Located at the back of the castle, there are at least three conservatories throughout Hogwarts for students to use for classes.

The plants in the third greenhouse are more interesting and dangerous, such as poison tentacles and mandrakes.

"This thing would never have been taught to a young wizard of your age."

Professor Sprout, who led a group of little wizards to the third greenhouse, said earnestly.

Then she walked over to a straw mat to cover the planting table and reached out to lift it.

"The use of special fertilizers, as well as the combination of stamina-type potions, can greatly stimulate the aggressiveness of this plant."

On the planting table, there is an exotic plant that looks like a cabbage.

The cracked buds are covered with fangs, and they keep opening their bloody mouths, all of which are like this, and the people who watch them are inexplicably a little frightened.

"Brussels sprouts, this is a new variety that has only recently been introduced, and in the past, because this plant was too suitable for young wizards to fight, a large number of young wizards were injured, and eventually the school banned the teaching of this magical plant."

"That professor—" Padma Patil from Ravenclaw was a little frightened as she looked at the rows of green, toothy heads.

Such a herbal class felt strange to her

"Can this herb be useful?"

But after all, it's just a bunch of cabbage, and how much can it do compared to a dark wizard hidden in the dark?

"A set of kale can take out a troll in a matter of minutes." Professor Sprout waved his wand slightly, and the scoop of water under his feet floated up automatically, shaking some kind of pale green potion and sprinkling it on the herbs.

"It's a troll, not a troll."

In the next second, rows of biting kale shook their heads as if they were drunk.

But soon the young wizards noticed the mutations in these plants.

Their large teeth seem to be sharper and sharper.

Padma Patil's throat twitched slightly.

After a moment, she changed her previous attitude, and said to Professor Sprout with excited eyes and some strange 'cruelty' emphasis: "Professor! I want to learn this! ”

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"Professor? You."

In Potions class, Seamus asked tentatively.

"Mr. Finigan, have I allowed you to speak?" Snape, dressed in a dark robe and with a cold look in his eyes, glared at Seamus with an inaudible sneer on his lips.

Then he said in a caustic voice that was familiar to young wizards, "Gryffindor deducts three points." ”

"Also, all Slytherin students, stay in class after this Potions class."

With that, the old bat, with the smug eyes of the Slytherins, turned back to the lectern and continued to talk about the recipe they needed to learn for this lesson.

"Seamus, how dare you talk to Snape." Ron muttered quietly.

"I'm just trying! The professors have been very busy lately, can anyone else teach me magic? ”

"Owen?" Harry lowered his head and handled the magic materials in front of him without changing his face.

Hearing this, Seamus turned his head and looked at Harry deeply.

"No—I don't have that much money!"

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"I'm not the same as sin!"

At the end of November, Owen, who searched Hogwarts several times without success, regretted that he might not be able to avenge his good brother Justin within this year.

It doesn't matter, though, because his revenge will continue.

And the victim of this incident.

Justin, who recovered, had never been so moved.

With moist eyes, he looked at Owen in the lounge, who was swearing loudly.

I didn't expect that I was so important in Owen's heart.

Justin often thinks so.

Because for nearly a month, Owen really tried his best to find the dark wizard in the castle, often running out in the middle of the night against the professor's rules.

This made Justin admire while being moved!

To be able to search around in such a dangerous castle at the moment, only Owen would dare to do this!

He, who almost burst into tears, said that Owen was indeed his closest friend!

"In order to effectively combat evil. I announce! Owen in the lounge was like an invincible badger, he stood in an armchair, his fiery gaze swept over every little wizard present.

"The limited-time offer of the After-School Tuition Office will continue."

"And!" Holding his magic wand, he said with an exaggerated expression: "As long as you bring a new member, you can enjoy a 20% discount on this year's course!" ”

Owen, who is less than a month away from Christmas, said!

"What are you waiting for!"

"Are you still angry that your friend was attacked and you couldn't do anything about it? Are you still terrified of not knowing how to protect yourself? Are you still anxious that everyone else is rolling in, but you don't even have the direction of the roll? ”

"Come on! Join us and join us in the Hufflepuff 'Master Program'. May you dream of a master magician! ”

Owen, who is full of spring breeze, is like a master of success.

Recently, his career has been on the rise.

The little wizards who came to him every day to learn their magic could line up from the Slytherin break room to Hufflepuff.

And he really realized the concept of education without class, as long as he gave money! It doesn't matter which college you're from, teach them all!

And the package will be taught!

Because no, after being 'privately' trained by him, he will probably admit that he has learned

That night, when the moon was hazy.

It's time to avenge Justin again!

"Owen~"

In the dormitory, Justin, who was moved by himself, had tenderness in his eyes, and stared at the departing Dark Lord with a virtuous face: "Be careful. ”

"If you can't find it, forget it."

"How can you forget it!" The Dark Lord's resolute turn of the head left an indelible back on Justin.

"You are my man, only I can bully you, others - don't even think about it!"

"Uh-huh?"

Why does that sound weird?

Justin, who didn't think much of it, watched Owen leave.

Ah~~~ It's another day of refinement, and the people at work don't know the years.

(End of chapter)