HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

There were already students waiting in line at the entrance of the greenhouse. Professor Sprout arrived late, and her expression did not look very happy.

Licoris probably knew why the professor of Defense Against Magic disturbed her mood and delayed the class in the morning.

"For this afternoon's class, we are going to the third greenhouse." Professor Sprout opened the door with the key.

The third greenhouse.

A strong smell of fertilizer, mixed with the fishy smell of some earth, hit your nostrils.

It smells bad.

Lycoris raised her head and smelled the scent of flowers hanging from the ceiling, trying to replace the strange smell in her nose.

Gryffindor and Hufflepuff had already had Herbology class in the morning, and now it was Slytherin's turn to take class with Ravenclaw.

"Can anyone tell me what properties mandrake has?"

Licoris raised her hand, "One of the raw materials for a powerful recovery agent."

"Very good, ten points for Slytherin." She smiled a little now, "Why is mandrake dangerous?"

"Crying is deadly." Lycoris raised her hand again and answered.

"Very good, ten more points for Slytherin." Professor Sprout began to introduce the habits of Mandrake, and everyone was listening attentively.

Licoris not only knew about Mandrake, but also knew the formula for a powerful recovery potion.

I have already reminded the elder Mr. Malfoy that I don’t know if there will be any secret room incident in the second year.

But be prepared, right?

Rather than being caught off guard when an emergency occurs, Licoris prefers to think of all aspects and then formulate relevant measures.

These green and purple seedlings looked vibrant. Professor Sprout said, "Everyone get a pair of earmuffs."

Lycoris picked out a pair of dark green earmuffs with quick eyes and hands, and Pansy also grabbed a pair of black earmuffs with quick hands.

Professor Sprout suggested that everyone put on earmuffs, and when she saw that everyone had done so, she grabbed the blade of grass.

An extremely ugly-looking baby with light green skin was crying loudly.

How scary, Lycoris thought.

It makes people feel that there is some uncanny valley effect and physical discomfort.

The Wuzhuang Guan Ginseng Fruit Doll shouldn’t be so ugly, right? Licolis suddenly thought about it.

“Group of four, planters here, compost over there.”

Licoris Pansy was in a group, and Nott stood there silently.

"Want to form a team together?" Licoris was on the same team as him in the Potions class, so she sent out a team application.

"But we still have one person missing." Pansy looked at Malfoy, who had teamed up with Crabbe, Goyle and a Slytherin boy.

"Can you bring me one?" A Ravenclaw girl smiled at Licolis. She knew her, a very smart girl.

"Okay!" Lycoris looked at Pansynott. After the two nodded to her, Lycoris agreed, "This is Parkinson, this is Nott, and I am Snape."

"Padma Patil, I also have a Gryffindor twin sister named Parvati Patil." The girl introduced herself and stood next to Lycoris.

After being divided into groups, it quickly became quiet. Everyone is listening to the professor's final instructions for fear of missing something important.

"The smell of dragon dung compost really doesn't smell good, right?" The girl shrugged her nose and said to her new teammates, "I heard from my sister that they also changed pots in the morning."

"It certainly doesn't smell good." Lycoris answered her.

Parvati Patil continued, "My sister said that you have to be quick when changing the pot, pull it out and push it in quickly and accurately. Otherwise, it will be very resistant to this."

"Okay, thank you for reminding me." Licoris nodded, "I will be quick."

After putting the compost into the new pot, everyone put on earmuffs and started changing pots.

"Wow wow wow!"

Instantly, the third greenhouse was filled with the sounds of babies crying, mixed with high-frequency screams.

Fortunately everyone here was wearing earmuffs, otherwise they might have gone deaf before passing out.

With a serious expression on her face, Licoris concentrated on lifting the blade of grass suddenly.

The ugly doll was pulled out of the flower pot. The girl didn't blink and stuffed it into a new pot. Ignoring its teeth-grinding protests, I buried it with dragon manure.

Fast, accurate and ruthless, without any sloppiness.

No hesitation, no fear, regardless of the looks and actions of such a person.

Professor Sprout looked back and forth and saw Licoris' neat movements. She nodded with satisfaction and smiled for the first time this afternoon.

Why is this gadget so vicious?

Malfoy looked at the way it bared its teeth and claws, and couldn't help but poke it with the index finger of its dragon leather glove.

Gadget has a loud voice and a bad temper.

After feeling that he was poked, he opened his sharp mouth and bit the boy's rebellious hand.

Malfoy was startled and pulled out his finger, saving his finger from being bitten.

Pansy couldn't bear it.

Although this thing really looked like a baby, she knew it was just a piece of grass, so she finally stuffed it into the flowerpot with all her strength.

Parvati Patil was a little at a loss. It was too fierce and different from what her sister said.

Looking at Nott again, two pots have been planted.

Licoris quickly retracted her gaze and continued changing the basin.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Licoris felt her back hurt. Looking down at his robe, he saw dust and wrinkles, and a strange smell.

There was another Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, and it was too late to go back and take a shower.

Lycoris was not in a good mood, and other Slytherin students were also in a bad mood.

"I've used several cleaning spells, but I still feel dirty." Pansy frowned and complained to Licoris.

"Me too, I feel like I stink." Licoris sighed.

"Oh! You two, stay away from me." Malfoy frowned and pinched his nose, "Look at how dirty you are, covered with dirt. You must be repotting the mandrake, not planting yourself into a dragon. In the feces?”

"I really want to take a shower." Lycoris looked at everyone and whispered to herself, "I'm jealous that Gryffindor can take a shower after class and go to Transfiguration class."

The dirty little snakes who were in a bad mood all looked wilted, which was in stark contrast to the glamorous Lockhart on the podium.

If you stop talking nonsense, I'm going to cast a spell.

Licoris is very irritable and always feels like she smells like flower fertilizer.

Now she had to listen to Lockhart, who was spreading his tail like a peacock, boasting. Licoris took a deep breath.

"Give you thirty minutes to see how much you know about me?" The man smiled brightly, "Don't be afraid, I just want to know how much you have read."

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