Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 439

in the Great Hall.

The students at Hogwarts were studying their schedule for this semester while having breakfast, and at the same time they were still discussing the test that Dumbledore mentioned. , and even the plan for the twins was spread out together...

George and Fred were a little unhappy, and nothing else was important. The key was that after Slytherin knew about it, the twins always felt that they were at a disadvantage.

After thinking about it, Fish didn't go to Hermione for help as Professor McGonagall planned, but went directly to Sharpe.

It is naturally impossible for Sharpei to reject Mao Mao, and they used to have the habit of doing homework with Mao Mao, but now they just changed their homework to giving lectures to Fish, and there is not much difference in essence.

After a simple breakfast, Fish took Hermione's hand and walked outside the castle. This morning's classes were all outdoors, herbal medicine class and protection of magical animals class.

It's just that it rained heavily yesterday, the ground outside was very muddy, and today's weather is also gloomy, so everyone's interest is not very high, and the focus is still on discussing how to pass the registration test.

Through the wet vegetable field, everyone came to the third greenhouse. Professor Sprout brought everyone to an ugly plant.

"Babble Tuber," Professor Sprout cheerfully told everyone, pointing to the black, slimy slug-like plant covered with shiny, bulging plants, "needs to be squeezed by hand, you To collect its ichor..."

All the students except Fish showed expressions of disgust, while Mao Mao was listening to Professor Sprout's explanation seriously.

Because I still have to spend time listening to Xia Pei and the others at night, Fisher decided to temporarily give up Professor McGonagall's story time at night, so that he would not be as absent-minded as before in class...

When the little cat wants to achieve a certain goal, he can be serious and work hard.

In fact, herbalism does not need to take too much thought for Fish, but today Mao Mao followed Professor Sprout's teachings, put on dragon leather gloves seriously, and went to squeeze Babo with his classmates. Drumsticks on tubers...

To be honest, it was quite interesting, and there was an inexplicable sense of refreshment, so even though some students were a little disgusted at first, after squeezing for a while, they gradually accepted the work and even enjoyed it a bit.

After everyone collected the viscous, yellow-green liquid in the bulge, which gave off a pungent gasoline smell, into bottles, Professor Sprout said: "Madam Pomfrey should be happy now. "

She stopped the last bottle with a stopper. "The pus of the babo tuber is the best medicine for stubborn acne. This will prevent students from using aggressive methods to remove their acne."

Cat: "..."

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It seems that this class has nothing to do with the registration test...

Anyway, it's still fun.

The second period was Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class, and the big guy showed the big guy a creature called a snail.

They look like big lobsters that have lost their shape and their shells, they are white and sticky, with many legs sticking out in all directions, and it is impossible to see where the heads are...

Not much better than balbo tubers.

Of course, Fish didn't have these feelings, he squatted in front of the box containing the snails, and twitched his nose.

These fried-tailed snails do exude a fishy smell similar to fish and shrimp, but... it doesn't smell very fresh?

Especially when their tails exploded, the stench became even stronger, like some kind of canned fish that Fish had eaten.

Well, that's one of those rare foods that cats don't like, almost on a par with Marmite.

Fish squatted on the ground, tilted his head to look at Hagrid, and said, "These things shouldn't be delicious, they all stink..."

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"Uh...these are not for eating..."

Hagrid scratched his bearded chin and explained with a wry smile: "I need you to raise them yourself! We can have a big project!"

"Big project?" Fish thought for a moment, then asked, "Is Meow going to be used in the Triwizard Tournament?"

"What, what? Why do you think so?!"

Hagrid turned pale in shock, and waved his hands wildly in denial: "They have nothing to do with the Triwizard Tournament at all!"

Obviously, no one would believe Hagrid's words. Even the Slytherins, who had originally stayed away from the snails, immediately moved closer after seeing Hagrid's performance.

If it's something you'll have to deal with when you sign up for the test, then even if it's a little gross, you'll be able to live with it.

"However, for the recent big project, there is nothing else except the Triwizard Tournament."

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Fish Meow looked at Hagrid expressionlessly, and questioned with reason.

Hagrid froze for a while with a stiff expression, and then he let out a long sigh, then rubbed his head, and said helplessly, "This matter has not yet been decided..."

He looked around mysteriously, and said in a voice that seemed to be whispering, but actually did not lower much: "A certain item in the Triwizard Tournament needs some 'guardians'. Dumbledore asked me to try You can’t breed some new gadgets...don’t talk about it.”

Because it might have something to do with the Triwizard Tournament, even though the others thought it was disgusting, they still suppressed their discomfort and huddled next to these fried-tailed snails.

"Okay, you guys are going to try feeding them a few different things... I haven't raised them before, and I'm not sure what they like to eat... I prepared ant eggs, frog livers and green snakes... every day Take a little of each and see if they eat it."

Hagrid, who was dull, didn't notice the true mood of the students. Seeing everyone gathered around, he thought they were all interested in fried-tailed snails, so he immediately greeted them excitedly, and put a bucket full of various ingredients in everyone's room. before.

"First the pus of the tuber, and now this."

Seamus muttered in a low voice, then picked out a slippery dead snake from the bucket, pinched its tail with two fingers, and threw it into a box full of fried-tailed snails.

Fish, on the other hand, grabbed a handful of frog livers, held them up to his nose, and sniffed them.

"This smells better than fried snails." Maomao said to Hermione beside him.

"You can't eat!"

Terrified, Hermione covered Fish's mouth, for fear that he would just throw the frog liver into her mouth.

"Fish hasn't eaten raw food for a long time, meow!"

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Mao Mao turned his head away and said angrily, "Don't take Fisher for a fool!"

"Hug, sorry..."

Hermione smiled and touched Fish's cat's head. She also knew that she was overreacting, but there was a reason for her overreacting.

During the summer vacation, Hermione became an Animagus, and then the little skin cat took her to the river and caught two live fish for her to eat.In the form of a cat at that time, Hermione didn't have any reaction, but when she recovered and looked back, she felt a little nauseous.

Compared to the pus squeezed from Babo’s tubers, fried-tailed snails are a little more dangerous besides disgusting. After one class, several people were injured by their tails. Fortunately, these fried-tailed snails are still small, and the power of the explosion is not strong. powerful.

A not-so-pleasant Protection of Magical Creatures class ended, and the Gryffindor students dragged their tired bodies towards the auditorium.

"After this morning, I don't have much appetite for lunch...although I'm very hungry."

Neville touched his round belly and said with a depressed face, which was agreed by most of the students.

"The scariest thing is... In the protection of magical animals class, we will have to deal with that thing..."

Dean stared at his wounded palm, and said in despair: "If the last Triwizard Tournament didn't use snails, wouldn't we have suffered in vain?"

Out of friendship with Hagrid, Harry didn't speak out to echo them, but in his heart he thought that Neville and Dean were right, and then he thought that there were two divination classes in the afternoon, and his mood became even worse up.

A group of people returned to the auditorium in a low mood. At this time, the long table was already full of food, but Harry and the others didn't have much appetite, especially things like pumpkin soup.

Only Fish was still the same as usual, eating voraciously and happily, and would feed Hermione a mouthful of food from time to time.

Seeing the envy of others...

Especially girls.

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　Marmite, a British characteristic salty sauce, is definitely not inferior to the dark food of blue cheese and canned herring, and even more terrible.

　　Anyway, I know one or two people who can handle bleu and herring but not Marmite.

　　But it is said that this stuff is very famous in the UK. There are many people who like it, but also many people hate it. Their advertising slogan is "either love or hate", and the manufacturer is very self-aware...

　　If you are interested, you can buy a bottle online and try it. It costs about 100 to 200 yuan a bottle, which is still a bit expensive.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)