Chapter 158 Shocked, it’s the first day of school!
“I am really happy to be able to wake up from bed stably...”
When it was just dawn, Andrew got up from the bed, stretched out and moved around.
After looking at his roommate who was still sleeping, he finally confirmed that school had indeed started.
'very nice…'
He carefully left the dormitory and began to jog to the black lake as usual to start today's exercise.
"Andrew!"
Um?
Who is it so early in the morning?
He turned around and saw that it was Professor Adams who was having a good time working with him during the holiday.
"Here, Professor McGonagall said hello."
Start today?
He trotted to follow, and when he arrived at the greenhouse, he found that there were already many senior students there - it was so early in the morning, was the advanced herbal class so difficult?
As expected, you can’t sign up for the herbal medicine improvement class...
"Bring some cucumber and you'll be able to eat it in a few days. It's very fresh!"
"Tomatoes, tomatoes, I'm going to drown in tomato juice."
"How about some biting kale, it tastes more chewy than regular kale!"
"The room here is for growing ordinary vegetables. Don't force me to plant you in a pile of dragon dung!"
? ? ?
Is the conversation not serious?
Wait a minute, wasn’t this greenhouse agreed to be used for teaching? Why is there something strange mixed in?
"The grapes in the old greenhouse, come here, they are very fresh."
Professor Adams picked up a basket from the table next to the crowd and handed it to Andrew, "I just picked it. You're welcome. It's been cleaned. I didn't dare to use magic potions a month ago."
Well, it's true that Shuiling - many students who were working were also wiped out, and Andrew even saw the process of them cleaning the grapes with the water-like spring spell.
But is there something wrong with this?
But I have to say, these grapes are really sweet...
"Here, let's prepare today's teaching aids."
Adams walked around and took Andrew to the operation room in the middle of the two rooms, and then pointed to the illustration in the book, "Here, that's right, we have to make a model of it for reference in class - this is better than herbal medicine. If you use it a lot, it won’t wither in a long time.”
"Rue, this is it. It is used as an antidote. It has a well-developed root system and many branch roots. The root bark is light sulfur yellow. Muggles sometimes use them as decorative flowers. They are mixed herbs and usually grow in..."
"Yes, yes, that's it. The flowers should be smaller. That's great, perfect!"
As Andrew compared the plants in the greenhouse with the pictures in the textbook and his oral information to create a model of rue, Professor Adams' expression became obviously much happier.
"Awesome, this would be a total bonus if it was in class! It's a lot easier now!"
Well, indeed…
It is indeed much more convenient to have such a transfiguration product that is not afraid of being sunburned - even Andrew felt that the image of herbal medicine in his mind suddenly became much clearer.
Just like Professor McGonagall said, this is indeed a very convenient way to remember the growth locations and images of those special plants.
Next, he completed the image of the herbal medicine in each cycle from germination to fruiting as requested by Professor Adams.
"How long does your transformation last approximately?"
"As for these herbs, because they do not enhance the effect of the spell and the imitation is more detailed, it will take about two weeks?"
"That's enough, remember to come again tomorrow!"
Adams waved his hand and handed the refilled grape basket to Andrew, "I will report it to the professor!"
Of course, the professor he was referring to was the head of Hufflepuff, Professor Sprout.
"I feel like a wage earner, but also like a tutoring student..."
Andrew smiled to himself, and then discovered the results of this training - he learned a lot about plant growth forms, names, medicinal properties, and growing locations from Professor Adams's descriptions, but the transplantation and cultivation of herbal medicines, Applicable fertilizers and treatments…
"Forget it, if you have enough E, you will be successful."
He smiled and looked at the sky - there was still enough time to run half a lap.
But if you hold the basket, you will damage the fresh grapes.
"Forget it, just be a little crazy. You can't take advantage of all the good things."
He shook his head, used the floating spell to control the grape basket, and then began to try to run and cast spells.
——“Where did you get the fresh grapes?”
Hal, who was the first to wake up, didn't even have time to rinse his mouth, "Wow, I just picked it, wake up!"
The dormitory quickly became a mess, and they spoke highly of today's grapes - the only drawback was that they were a little crushed.
"By the way, what's today's class?"
"Potion, right?"
"You're crazy. You're going to mess with that professor when you take potions in the first class?"
"Are we in the first quarter or the second quarter?"
"The first section..."
"It's over. I'm going to be scolded to death. I can't even attract Gryffindor's firepower..."
After taking courses for an entire academic year, everyone has a basic understanding of what happens in Potions class - if Gryffindor and Slytherin are in the front, it will be relatively easy, but if it is the other way around, it will be Encountering a practitioner…
"It's none of my business to see what I do. The Gryffindor prefects arranged it. We have to make way for the senior students. The conflict with their elective courses is severe."
Andrew rolled his eyes - the third, fourth and fifth grades were scheduled first, followed by other grades. After all, they had many classes.
"Okay...eat first, then go to hell..."
Everyone murmured and then walked directly to the auditorium with their schoolbags.
"What's the name of the idiot next to Potter?"
"The idiot next to Potter is called Ron."
"What's going on in Ron's head?"
…
Whoever stood up on the Slytherin table hummed such a tune.
'It's over... there are fewer people in the school than I thought, this matter... forget it, let's see if they are thick-skinned...'
Andrew sat down as if I had no idea.
But when he came to the table, the singing around him suddenly stopped. Gryffindor and Slytherin began to use their eyes to attack each other across the Ravenclaw table, as if they had mastered some method of using their eyes to cast spells. Like a trick.
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Andrew screamed inwardly, but there was nothing he could do.
His reputation is the same as the tune of that little car, you can't go back after it comes out.
Fortunately, there was no fire in his college, so he was able to finish his breakfast safely and walked towards the Potions Professor with his roommates.
"I hope they won't start fighting on the first day of school, which will lead to bad luck for the new students."
Kevin's pretentious look aroused the contempt of the other roommates - he was the fastest runner when it came to watching the fun.
The few people who were laughing and joking quickly fell behind the rest of the students. When they arrived at the classroom, a crowd of people had already gathered at the door of the classroom.
"Whose prank?"
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
A group of people were whispering in front, but people soon discovered Andrew behind him.
"Here, Andrew, here, look, who is so brave?"
Andrew easily squeezed into the gap that the crowd forced him to squeeze out.
[I feel unwell and will be suspended from school for the day today. 】
It's Professor Snape's handwriting.
"Who is so bold, a Gryffindor?"
The students around him whispered - Who doesn't know that Professor Snape has been responsible for countless complaints, but not a single curse has had an effect. His physical strength has always disappointed many people, and he has never asked for leave or suspended classes?
“It’s probably true, the handwriting is correct, let’s just let it go.”
He nodded to the note - and the group left happily.
Potions class is canceled and Snape is sick!
The first day of school is twice as happy!
(End of chapter)