Hogwarts wizarding world tour

Robert almost cried.

Are you a devil, professor?

Who on earth said that this professor has a good temper and stands up? I promise not to beat you to death.

Don’t think that I’m only in first grade and don’t know what a babbo tuber is. It’s black, ugly, slimy, and moves.

Robert is hopeless, so I might as well take care of the big squid. At least I can communicate with it and get some tentacles to make squid.

Obviously, Professor Sprout did not give him a chance to refuse. After assigning the task, he hurried to the school hospital.

"Speaking of which," Robert's curiosity suddenly aroused, "Do you know what will happen if you directly stick the pus from the Babo tuber?"

The twins shrugged, "What is that?"

"Fourth grade course, I still don't know what will happen if that thing gets on me." Robert's eyes flashed, "Let's go and take a look. I believe Barbara won't mind."

Under Robert's crazy instigation, the three people carefully returned to the school hospital.

The door to the campus hospital had been closed. He stretched out his wand and touched the door handle. With a slight noise, the door opened.

Three round heads appeared one after another from top to bottom. Robert stretched his neck and saw Madam Pomfrey giving medicine to Barbara.

It was a cup of blue-grey liquid, and I didn’t know what kind of magic potion it was.

As for Barbara.

"So what's the principle of crazy acne? Is everything going to the extreme reversed?" Robert looked at the dense red dots on Barbara's face. What's interesting is that those dots disappeared after Barbara drank the potion, and then appeared next time. Instant madness emerged.

"How much pus did you get on your face? I think you need to drink at least 20 acne potions." Madam Pomfrey was a little helpless. "I know you like to be beautiful and want to get rid of acne, but Professor Sprout Didn’t I tell you that you need to dilute it before using it?”

Barbara's face was expressionless. What could she say? Her hands were shaking.

"Anyway, just lie down." Madam Pomfrey picked up the tray, tidied it up, and nodded to Professor Sprout, "It's best not to let anyone visit her."

Robert quickly withdrew his peeping head and ran away with the twins.

"Okay, I have to go back and talk to my roommate before starting the night patrol." Robert waved, "See you later on the eighth floor."

To be honest, this was not the first time that Robert visited Hogwarts Castle at night. With the personalities of him, the twins, and Li Jordan, night walks were as natural as eating and drinking.

But none of them were required to do night patrols like today.

"Okay, guys, think on the bright side, we are on a night trip under orders." Robert comforted the two wilted twins, "Especially when we want to go, but Filch is always keeping an eye on us. "Secret Passage"

The twins instantly became energetic and were ready to show off their talents. "I'm glad that the three gentlemen showed up on time. I think there's nothing safer than having me take you on a night patrol."

A familiar cold tone sounded from behind, and the three of them froze. When they turned around, they saw a familiar black figure holding an oil lamp in the darkness and looking at the three little wizards with emotionless eyes. 49 e-book.49.

There was only one word in Robert's mind, "Dead"

Generally speaking, little wizards don't like Professor Snape's classes because his eyes are too cold. When he looks at you, you will feel like you are being stared at by a cold-blooded animal.

I have this illusion during the day, not to mention at night.

"Hey, can you two stand a little over there? It's very crowded," Robert whispered dissatisfied.

"Sorry, it was Fred who was squeezing me." This was George.

"It's so cold at night, why does it matter if everyone squeezes in?" Fred whispered, "And don't you look at who is next to me?"

Robert's head was full of black lines, "The professor next to you is monitoring your serious night patrol. Although he is a little strict, a little cold, and a little perverted, he is still a professor."

"Pfft" The twins were almost scared to death by Robert. If you called Snape a pervert in front of him, wouldn't you be afraid of being put in confinement?

Professor Snape stopped and turned to look at Robert. Only then did Robert react and shut up immediately, acting obediently as if he was not the one who spoke just now.

Fortunately, Professor Snape was not overwhelmed by anger at this time. He looked at Robert coldly for a while, then turned around and walked towards the next floor.

"It's so scary, so scary, I almost had a cardiac arrest." Robert patted his chest, not daring to say any more nonsense.

Night patrol is not a difficult task. The four people quickly patrolled the entire castle from top to bottom. They found a few students who were too excited to sleep after the exam and were wandering outside. They drove them away thinking that they were still taking exams. The idiot who was reviewing in front of me picked out a few students from the bathroom who wanted to wait for the night patrol professor to leave and start the night tour.

In short, the three people's eyes were opened and their mouths opened slightly. It turns out that the world of senior students is like this.

learned, learned.

The seniors are really smart and have thought of so many ways to avoid night patrols. Maybe they can be used as reference in the future.

After the night patrol, the little wizards returned to the dormitory. Early the next morning, Robert couldn't be happy at the thought of squeezing Professor Sprout's pus.

"Okay, Robert, don't be too upset." Fred patted him on the shoulder.

George then said, "As your friends, how can we abandon you at this time?"

"So, let's go to the greenhouse together." The two people winked, obviously not knowing what they were planning.

Robert thought for a moment and felt that the three of them would not be injured if they put on armor to protect themselves, so he agreed.

"So, your friend decided to help you complete this punishment together." Professor Sprout looked very pleased. "Very good, Mr. Leslie, be loyal to your friend, and your friends will be loyal to you. In that case , then your punishment can be appropriately reduced, and you can leave after finishing it in the morning."

After saying that, she led the three of them to Greenhouse No. [-]. A row of strange plants were planted in green clay pots. The plants that looked like large black slugs were squirming slightly inside, and there were many shiny hairs on their bodies. Big bright bulges, and the babbo tuber pus they need is in those bulges.

Barbatos, why have you turned black and ugly?

This was Robert's first reaction after seeing this thing, ah, it's time to brush the heart, bah, squeeze out the pus.