HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

The May sun shone on the Hogwarts castle, and the whole area was covered with a layer of golden light. Even though it was not very hot, the students preparing for the exam were all irritated by the review. Of course, the Gryffindors They still had a lot of fun. For example, the Weasley twins fought against Peeves in the corridor these days. Various traps, jokes and props emerged in an endless stream. The students and teachers will always suffer. Merlin bless, their punishment should not be too severe .

"Okay, kids, in today's class, we need to learn about the cultivation of Hopkin grass. I believe you have already previewed this chapter." Professor Sprout waved his wand and put the nutrient solution behind him in front of the students processing table. "Let me ask a question, the growth environment of Hopkin grass."

"The growth environment of Hopkin grass is a dry and shady place with moderate temperature and more ventilation corners. It also has certain requirements on soil quality." A Hufflepuff student replied.

"Yes, due to the growing environment, Hopkin grass does not grow in patches. Generally, the distance between grass and grass is very large. Well, write these down quickly. Although this kind of grass is not precious, it can be cultivated artificially. , the harvest effect will be better."

"Professor Sprout, how about the soil quality requirements of Hopkin grass?" Neville interrupted suddenly, his eyes were looking at something on a piece of parchment, as if he was reading something.

"Oh, no, no, Mr. Longbottom, we won't know about this problem until we study soil quality next semester."

"But..." Neville lowered his head, and Harry, who was closer to him, heard him mumbling in embarrassment, and drew a picture on the parchment with the pen in his hand: "Well, there is another question that Hermione wants to know Can't solve it."

It seemed that Hermione had given Neville a task, and Harry turned his head and grinned at Draco.

"Then let's start to learn how to properly cultivate and take care of Hopkin grass. Please turn to Chapter 7 of "Herbology", page 389. Take care of Hoppy grass according to the method written in the book. What do you understand? You can ask me the steps. Now, the spiky grass in front of you is Hopkin grass, put on your gloves."

Professor Sprout took her wand and began to walk back and forth behind the student, explaining to the student who raised his hand what he didn't understand in the book, and pointing out where a classmate made a mistake.

Harry followed the book and recalled the breeding method that his mother told him, because the Hopkin grass in front of him seemed a bit like the lesion that his mother said.

"Draco, guess if I take good care of this Hopkin plant myself, will Professor Sprout give Slytherin points?" Harry casually combined the tools and potions at hand.

"Harry, our herbs should all be the same, right? Of course it's a bonus if you take care of them?" Pansy asked Harry puzzled, although she also felt that the Hopkin grass in Harry's pot was a bit different.

Blaise looked at the steps in the book seriously, and his brows were almost frowned: "Herbology is really not my strong point, what should I do with this damn Hopkin grass!"

"Disease herbs always require special cultivation methods." Harry closed the "Herbology" next to him, "Pansy, when the stems of Hopkins grass turn purple-brown, you should consider whether it is a disease."

"Disease!" Pan Xi sighed in a low voice, and hurriedly covered his mouth: "Isn't the herbal medicine we study rarely have such a condition?"

"You said very little." Draco answered, and continued to gently brush the spikes of the Hopkin grass with a brush dipped in nutrient solution.The book in his hand had never been opened.

Pansy shrugged, and the hand with the big glove looked a little funny, "Hey, Draco, which step did you do, why didn't I see that the first, second and third steps in the book said that you did this step !"

In the warm shed was the unique rustling of herbal medicine class, except for a few low-volume conversations, everything was quieter.Professor Sprout kept nodding his head, walking around the large processing table non-stop.

"Merlin, this thing is really troublesome."

"Yeah, the spikes are so dense, how can I touch the leaf surface?"

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Occasionally, there were a few annoyed soliloquies with slightly higher decibels, which added some atmosphere to the class.Neville pulled the leaves in front of him, and quickly finished taking care of the Hopburn grass according to the method in the book. He quietly walked behind Harry and Draco and began to discuss Draco and his cultivation methods and methods with Harry in a low voice. treatment method.

Just as the rest of the people were working hard and the two were talking vigorously, they heard a muffled sound from the direction of the Forbidden Forest, like a collapsed house, scaring some concentrated students and almost throwing away the tools in their hands.

"what happened?"

The students covered their ears and shouted in twos and threes.

"Quiet!" Professor Sprout calmed down the agitated students, and hurried out of the greenhouse.

Since the herbology greenhouse is relatively close to the Forbidden Forest, the students who came out behind Professor Sprout and those who walked in front could clearly see a big hole in the roof of Hagrid's cabin, and there were still more to come. signs of collapse.

When Harry and Draco came out of the greenhouse, Harry saw the cabin with a hole in the roof, and immediately covered his forehead with a headache: "Merlin, how did I forget about this!! Norbert!"

"Didn't you say you told your father about it?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "Why, haven't you answered yet?"

"Yeah, although I told him, he didn't communicate with me about the solution. I don't know what he wants to do?"

"Oh, it's a dragon!"

Someone screamed, drawing Harry and Draco's attention, only to see Norbert rushing out of the hole, his dark wings hitting the roof more thoroughly.The fat feet are trying to get out of the stuck place.

Harry murmured that it was not good, he pulled Draco with his lips tightly shut, cast the Disillusionment and Ignore spells on the two of them, and followed Professor Sprout to Hagrid's hut.

The half-giant was now standing outside the house waving his hand to Norbert on the roof.

"Noble, come down, listen to your mother!" Hagrid was crying, and he wandered around the cabin anxiously, wiping his nose with his dirty sleeve.

"Hagrid, why did you get a dragon!" Professor Sprout almost screamed at Hagrid, and stood under Noble in a daze, watching the dragon crawl out.

Hagrid replied indiscriminately: "No, no, Norbert followed me voluntarily. He called me mother!"

The scene was terribly chaotic, the students who were taking the herbal medicine class gathered around at any time, and there were also students who were taking the flying class or doing outdoor activities without class.

The students were either attracted by the dragon, or they formed a small circle and talked about the punishment Hagrid was about to face.

As mentioned earlier, at the wizarding conference in [-], the law prohibiting dragon breeding was officially passed, and everyone knows this.As long as someone is found to be raising dragons illegally, he will be imprisoned in Azkaban. After all, dragons are precious magical creatures. They love freedom by nature, and the wild environment is more conducive to the growth of dragons.

Now that the matter of Hagrid's raising Norbert was exposed in such a way, Harry shook his head, Hagrid would have to peel off his skin if he didn't die this time, he saw Professor McGonagall, Mr. Dean, and Fry in the distance. Professor Dumbledore, who was walking quickly by Professor Wei, had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, Hagrid was enough to peel off his skin.

"Draco, should we take Norbert into our own hands?"

Draco also sneered: "Why not? How can such an environment be suitable for a dragon."

When Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle came over, Draco grabbed Harry's bag and threw it to the two big men: "Go back to the cellar."

When he was about to leave the cabin, Harry looked back at Hagrid, but met Professor Dumbledore's eyes, as if he had been waiting for Harry's eyes for a long time, Professor Dumbledore smiled gratifiedly, Harry Somewhat inexplicable.

At dinner, Harry received a package from James, he padded it, it wasn't very heavy.

"Eat quickly, I have to go back and review later."

Hearing Draco's instructions to Harry, Blaise snorted angrily: "Don't repeat how much you love studying in front of me, a person with poor grades?"

"You're just stupid, it's not the first time they've done this." Pansy shrugged and stuffed a piece of fish into his mouth: "You can't get used to it, that's your own problem."

Harry ignored the two of them, and cut the chicken on his own plate: "I'll write a letter to Daddy in a while, Norbert, I really want it."

Draco glanced at Harry and said nothing.

"I don't know what Daddy will do, Hagrid." Harry glanced at the teachers' bench, Hagrid was no longer there, and of course, there was Professor Dumbledore. Grid took it away. "With the protection of Professor Dumbledore, there will still be no harm. Azkaban? It's just a joke."

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In fact, James has delayed writing about the dragon to Harry for so long because he doesn't want to care about Hagrid. Although Hagrid and himself are friends, there is no need to save his life. Isn't there Dumbledore?

"Harry said he wanted Hagrid's dragon."

James put down the letter and hastily chewed a few mouthfuls of his sandwich.

"Dragon? Where does he want to put it? The mountains near the castle are fine." Lily leaned against the window of the living room, drinking milk tea and swallowing sandwiches.

"Let's talk about it. Harry said that he will keep it for the time being, and he will make a decision after the holiday." James took a sip of milk: "I'm going back to the study first, the company in the Muggle world has something to do again."

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