A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 373 Sprout's Greenhouse

Classroom No. [-], in a dimly lit secret room.

Cedric Diggory, Roger Davies and Collins Foley form a three-man team to battle a dark green basilisk over fifty feet long.

"Collins! Your direction!" Cedric shouted.

Collins immediately closed her eyes, and in the next second, she noticed a cold gaze cast on herself, her body began to stiffen, and the magic power in her body seemed to solidify little by little, as if to freeze her whole body into a stone, but she I know this is the effect of the super sense spell.

"I'm no Squib!"

She staggered back, panting. "Whoosh!" A piercing sound resounded, and a palm-sized stone brushed against her forehead, drawing spots of blood on the sharp edge.

She lowered her body without saying a word, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

"Roger! It's coming to see you!"

When she heard Cedric's voice again, she opened her eyes suddenly, and the "Eye Sickness Curse" that had been brewing for a long time flew out immediately. Before she had time to confirm the result of the battle, she retreated far away, blocking a few broken stones in front of her. .

"Only the left eye!" Davis' voice reminded.

After a few minutes, the basilisk collapsed with cuts and bruises. It was still breathing, but it was covered with wounds and blind.Under normal circumstances, death is not far away.

They gathered from different places and silently watched the basilisk disperse into countless green light spots, feeling a sense of accomplishment in their hearts.

Roger Davis was so tired that he slumped on the ground, and he didn't care about his image. Anyway, they had seen even the worst.This is already the fifth time they have faced the basilisk, and the previous four times were all the result of group annihilation.

"Great victory!" Flitwick appeared screaming, his legs turned into hazy smoke, holding a long trail, and suddenly appeared in front of them.

Cedric grinned.This was the first time he saw Professor Flitwick in this image after he walked through a dark bat cave while holding the Iron Armor Charm.

The current four administrators have significant, personality differences—

Flitwick, the professor of Charms and the head of Ravenclaw, is always full of passion, and he does not hesitate to praise any progress made by the students, even showing a little surprise; McGonagall, the professor of transfiguration and the head of Gryffindor, showed With a serious and meticulous character, she will appear at the beginning and give them a few useful advices; while the young headmaster Dumbledore liked chatting with people the most, and the sharpness and insight he showed made the students They are ashamed.

The ancient rune professor Haipu is the most unusual.He'll often show up as they pass levels, stare at them, point out mistakes in a timely, not-so-pleasant way, and he's more than happy to show them how to do it himself if they fail--in their own way. Way.

"...you should realize that looking into the eyes of a basilisk kills you...this is actually a misinformation. Killing a wizard is not an easy task, and if there is no magic at work, you will It was found that their eyes were not much different from those of normal snakes."

As usual, Flitwick made a customs clearance summary and commented on their actions.

"But professor, the basilisk in the secret room the year before last petrified a student and a cat." Cedric asked puzzled.

"That doesn't mean anything. The basilisk was in an aggressive state, and any creature that came into its sight would have been attacked. There's no reason to think that when it was alone, it maintained a large cloud of magic over its eyes."

Collins calmly analyzed: "Professor Flitwick, can I think that the gaze of the basilisk is similar to our magic and is controlled?"

Flitwick nodded, and praised sharply: "That's right, judging from the results of Severus' dissection of the basilisk, that's it!"

"Any other examples, Professor?" Cedric asked.

"Of course! Take invisible beasts as an example..." Flitwick said.

……

Cedric and the others dragged their exhausted bodies out of the secret room. The dark, damp, rugged and narrow room slowly disappeared behind them. They were standing on the white and smooth floor at this moment. , Buildings with different styles are strangely juxtaposed, which means that there are other students.

Professor Felix and Professor Sprout walked towards them. They immediately narrowed their eyes and stared at the clothes of the two professors. A faint, silvery light.

This is one of the ways of distinguishing the real from the unreal.

And the two in front of me... are real.

"Professor Sprout, Professor Haipu!" The three greeted each other.Felix and Sprout nodded gently in response, and walked deeper.

"Cedric, what do you think they're here for?" Davis asked.

Cedric's eyes stopped on the backs of the two professors, and he suddenly showed a surprised expression, his gray eyes looked eager, "Maybe we will welcome a new professor soon..."

Collins Foley, who was always calm, was a little surprised: "Don't!"

"Why?" Cedric stared at her. Ms. Sprout was his dean.

"Think about what class she teaches," Collins closed his eyes, "I gave up herbal medicine in sixth grade because I didn't want to take care of plants that were getting twisted and ugly..."

With trembling lips, she said: "Stinging poisonous tentacles, biting fang geraniums, slippery gill grass, pus-splattering rice buds... Take Babo tubers as an example. Observing from a distance, the fourth grade has to squeeze pus out of them, what is the sixth grade?"

She turned to look at Cedric.

Cedric replied bitterly, "Skinning and pollinating."

……

In the depths of classroom No. [-], two professors stood silently side by side.

A silvery, short figure loomed in front of them, becoming more and more distinct.Felix thought he saw twins, both with flowing gray hair and thick patched hats.

Sprout's memory hummed, and happily pulled up magical plants from the empty air, and a dozen Whomping Willows alone were planted one after another.With nimble steps, she sprinkled black seeds one after another, and in a short while clusters of black thorns grew to a height of five or six feet.

Beside Felix, Professor Sprout looked enviously at the scene in front of him, black thorns intertwined with each other to form a high wall.

"I once suggested to Dumbledore to plant a circle around the Forbidden Forest, but the workload was too much, and I had to give up in the end."

"Uh, I think the students are having a headache..."

Meanwhile, the Weasley twins are whining in the common room, lamenting that they seem to have forgotten how to fly.Harry, who was busy making up his homework, was surprised to find that he hadn't touched a broomstick for a long time.

So in the evening of that day, he dragged Ron and Hermione, who seemed to be drowning in the sea of ​​books, to the Quidditch pitch.

The southeast corner of the Quidditch field has been occupied by a construction site at this time. More than a dozen houses are connected together to form a ring, and together they guard the tallest building in the center—it is almost a spire short of it. Not fixed.

Some workers are busy with the last part of the job.

Harry and the others watched from a distance for a while, then rode on the broom to enjoy the cool October wind.Hermione sat sideways on the broom, keeping the broom three feet off the ground, and circled the field slowly. Harry controlled the Firebolt, accelerating and accelerating until it turned into a scarlet shadow.He flew higher and further away, seeing Hagrid approaching from hundreds of feet carrying a log that was at least thirty feet away.

"Hagrid, do you need help?" He swooped over, circled Hagrid, and stopped in front of him.

Hagrid looked at him suspiciously.

Harry didn't say much, took out his wand, and said the spell: "Wingardim Leviosa!"

Hagrid shook the wood on his shoulders and said gruffly, "Do something..." They returned to the field together, and a red-faced wizard in a sun hat on the construction site shouted, "This way... Hagrid! Keep up the good work and we'll finish today."

Hagrid was carrying the timber, and it didn't take much effort to stand it up, and Harry, who was on the side, saw that it was a support column of the house.

The shouting red-faced wizard chanted a spell to fix the pillar, and the two people next to him kept looking at the blueprints, and one of them said in a complaining tone: "Are they going to move the school here? Finn... save some space, we Make room for the statue."

"Statue? What statue?" cried the wizard named Finn.

"They bring it themselves, but we need to reserve a place, understand? A huge Thunderbird will be placed where you stand in the future."

Harry walked up to Hagrid and asked, "Where is...?"

"The residence of the Ilvermorny school," said Hagrid succinctly, looking at Hermione and Ron, who was yelling excitedly as he circled the circle at the top of the Quidditch goalposts with gusto.

Hagrid said thoughtfully: "It seems that you have been very restrained these days. You can come to my place for tea when you have time. Luna and Ginny often come, and Firenze..."

"Luna and Ginny?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I've learned a lot from them, and Ginny thought about asking me to borrow Aragog to see if Ron really isn't afraid of spiders anymore. You know, she's always been curious ..."

"Aragok it's... er, is it alright?" Harry asked, really trying to say if the old spider was dead, but it didn't seem very polite.

"It's okay." Hagrid muttered, "To be honest, it's not that good. It always wants to go back to the Forbidden Forest, but there is no place for it in the acromantula's lair, and it can't see through...Felix Both have spells - zooming spells so I can let him out periodically and not always be in a cage... Nice sun and frog eggs too..."

He was rambling on, much to Harry's surprise, he seemed to be missing quite a few things.

When they returned to the castle from the court, Hermione was still complaining that she had missed fifty pages of the book, but her face was smiling. Harry and Ron were used to her insincerity, and Ron interrupted to say that his The divination class homework is not finished yet.

"But you don't look in any hurry?" Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

"Thanks to visiting the Restricted Section with Harry during this time, we have a lot of new ideas," said Ron. "It helps us maintain a good grade."

"Yeah, getting high marks by making up your own bad luck," said Hermione. "Are you sure Trelawney knows the effects of the spell in the Restricted Section?"

Ron's expression was not so confident, and he looked at Harry hesitantly.

At this moment they entered the foyer, where a new notice was posted on the big bulletin board, and a large group of students huddled beneath it.

'The Big Five Tournament: The Ilvermorny delegation will arrive on Sunday, October 10 at ten o'clock in the morning.Teachers and students, please prepare in advance—'

"I knew it!" Ron yelled, as if he had discovered some kind of truth: "No wonder the professors have reminded us to pay attention to etiquette these two days!"

Harry didn't speak, his mind had already flown to Ilvermorny two days later... what would their students be like?
(End of this chapter)