days at Hogwarts

The observation and record of the knotweed vine was completed through group collaboration.

Hermione is undoubtedly the first author. She described in detail the growth conditions of the knotty vine in the greenhouse, compared them with the sample descriptions given in the textbooks, analyzed the reasons for the differences in various traits, analyzed the impact of geographical conditions and greenhouse environment on plants, and put forward a hypothesis that other crops in the greenhouse are also one of the influencing factors.

The first draft took about two feet of parchment.

The second author, Loren, analyzed the impact of the shape change of the knotty vine on its medicinal properties and internal magic power, and combined it with disciplines such as alchemy and alchemy to speculate on application scenarios, highlighting the economic value of the knotty vine and its products... The article is about one foot long.

Harry and Ron were the three authors, responsible for drawing, integrating and transcribing the final draft.

Drawing is to copy by comparing the real objects and photos. The whole plant of the knotweed vine is divided into three parts: roots, stems and leaves. There are also fifteen other specific parts such as tentacles, knotweeds, fruits, seeds, etc. When encountering complex drawings, refer to textbooks and other students' homework.

The workload on paper was huge, but fortunately it was not brain-intensive and both of them enjoyed doing it.

It was a week later that the final manuscript was submitted.

Today is the second lesson on contacting the knotweed vine.

Some of the bean pods that were still half-ripe last week have now fully matured. Professor Sprout held a freshly-picked pod in one hand and shouted at the top of his voice, "Each team will harvest the plants they are responsible for. There is no strict requirement for the fruit harvest. The team with the fewest injured members and the lightest injuries will be rewarded!"

It was a disgusting, throbbing thing, the size of a grapefruit, with a sticky fluid-stained rind and bulging veins.

No one would suspect anything if it was used as a teaching aid in the Care of Magical Creatures class next door.

"Tsk... The curriculum of the advanced class is different from that of the lower grades. With this standard, those who know it is a herbology class, but those who don't know it might think it is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class!" Loren exclaimed in admiration.

The four members of the team slowly surrounded a knotty vine covered with knots. Compared with last week, the tentacles on the roots of the vine were much thicker, and a sound of mucus gently wriggling could be heard from the pods.

"Glyndwr, oh no, it's Professor Bagshot. His class is not dangerous at all." Hermione began to put on protective gloves. Her usual gloves were made of dragon leather, which were too thick and inconvenient to operate. The gloves in this class were made of rubber leather, which were very elastic and a bit like the rubber gloves worn by surgeons.

"According to Professor Bagshot, Headmaster Dumbledore strictly controls his teaching, so there is certainly no risk." Harry had two layers of glasses on his face, the inner ones were myopia glasses and the outer ones were protective glasses, which put a lot of pressure on his nose bridge.

"Speaking of Headmaster Dumbledore, I went to his office last week and he showed me the memories of Mr. Bob Ogden..." Harry recounted the memories he saw in the Pensieve.

Ogden went to Gaunt's old house to deliver the summons. Marvolo and Morfin, father and son, maliciously attacked the staff of the Ministry of Magic and abused their daughter Merope...

"…He said it was to help me better understand Voldemort's past, but it feels weird to me."

"The principal has told me these things before, but he didn't show me these memories..."

"So Dumbledore asked me to bring you along next time."

"next time?"

"Tomorrow evening."

Harry put on rubber gloves and reached into the pod to take the fruit. The thorny vine tentacles waved like hair, making silent tremors, as if to protect the fruit and warn the surrounding enemies.

"..."

Loren had a vague guess in his heart, and patted Harry to signal him to make way. With one hand, he gently soothed the knot on the main vine, allowing it to gradually calm down. With the other hand, he reached out and took out a pod like the one Professor Sprout had got, and put it in the bowl handed to him by Ron.

Then he gently moved his fingers, and the invisible sharp blade swept across, and the fluttering fruit was immediately cut open. The bowl was suddenly full of wriggling lumpy seeds, sticky and green, like caterpillars.

The first pod was completed successfully, and the three of them stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved and temporarily safe.

Looking around, the other teams were in a mess. Parvati's wrist was bitten by the hole next to her, and she was screaming and trying to pull it out. Neville across the way successfully took out the pod, but their team couldn't open the tough and thick fruit skin. Justin raised the spatula and hit it hard, breaking the ceramic bowl, and the pods bounced everywhere...

The girls were so scared that they screamed.

The little witches were somewhat resistant to the sticky and wriggling things, and so was Hermione. She silently took two steps behind Loren, her pretty eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

There is nothing to be embarrassed about. The division of labor is like this. She is responsible for the main mental work, and the boys are responsible for the dirty and tiring work.

During the rest of the class, they skillfully hollowed out the pods of the knotty vines. The thorny vines shrank obediently, and the knotty roots lay there quietly, like a normal plant that would not move.

……

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The lucky elixir fully absorbed the magic of the full moon. The cold moonlight seemed to condense into liquid in the crucible, flowing lightly. A small amount of rue powder was sprinkled in, and ripples appeared on the liquid surface. Tiny green light spots appeared and disappeared, like a quiet starry sky.

Loren held the magic wand in his right hand, and the magic power that controlled time shone on the liquid, with colorful lights shining brightly and complementing each other.

All the previous steps were completed successfully, all materials reacted fully, and the magic power gathered together harmoniously. Only the last step remained in the whole ceremony.

Retracting the light from the tip of his staff, Loren turned to look at Slughorn, who was looking expectant: "Professor, can I finish it in the end?"

"This one……"

Slughorn's excited smile suddenly faded, his face full of confusion, "I know you are very good at Potions, but Loren, the last step is not just about potions, it also involves spells... Well, your spells are also very good... Filius and Albus are very optimistic..."

He muttered to himself, his voice getting smaller and smaller, as if he was trying to convince himself.

Subconsciously, I was worried about handing over a precious potion that was about to be brewed to my students, but rationally, I thought it was okay.

"Well, well... Anyway, this pot of elixir is only possible because of you. An old man of this age can't last six months... At worst, I can start all over again next month!" Slughorn's gray eyebrows drooped down, and he turned his head away, as if he was afraid to look, "You do it!"

Looking at his childlike expression, Loren couldn't help laughing. He waved his wand eight times in a row along a specific trajectory and said in a steady voice:

"【Fuling Puluo】"

The dormant potion immediately began to boil with a gurgling sound, and the green liquid in the silver returned to its original appearance in the turbulence. The potion in the small crucible splashed happily, its color was like molten gold, and large drops of liquid jumped on the surface like goldfish, but not a single drop spilled out.