I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

When Zhang Chun was talking to Umbridge, Hermione was holding back her laughter the whole time.

When Professor Umbridge heard Zhang Chun solemnly tell her "can't say", she thought for a long time with her mouth open.I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't find a reason to refute it.

Umbridge felt that her brain could no longer keep up with the students.

I came to Hogwarts under the orders of Minister Fudge - shouldn't I be covering the sky with one hand, investigating whoever I want to investigate, and bullying whoever I want to bully?

To this end, he also specially brought out a "bloodthirsty quill" from the black magic prohibited items storage room, preparing to punish the students for copying.

But before this thing was used, his wand turned into a snake several times, and his arm was directly petrified... Where can I explain this?

Umbridge thought for a while and decided that it would be better not to offend this little "fallen devil" at this stall, so she deliberately forced out a smile that looked "warm and cute" and compromised with the two of them.

"Listen, dear child. Severe petrification is quite serious... In case it takes a long time, you'd better help me ask Professor Sprout for some mandrake!"

"Professor, didn't you just tell Neville..."

"I don't have a wand!" Umbridge felt that this was a sufficient reason.

"Professor, use my wand." Hermione smiled and handed over her wand.

……

Umbridge could only use her left hand to take Hermione's wand, and immediately added 10 points to Gryffindor.

After adding points, Umbridge returned the wand to Hermione with a smile on her face... Zhang Chun immediately stretched out his hand to stop,

"Professor, you haven't thanked Hermione for saving you from the snake's mouth. This act of fearlessness and great wisdom should..."

"Ten more points for Gryffindor!" Umbridge finally got smart and said immediately.

"And I will personally take you to find the mandrake..."

"Another...20 points for Gryffindor!" Umbridge said with a smile on her face.

"I heard that Mandrake is very dangerous when pulled. It will make a blood-curdling, heart-rending, fatal cry... No, no! That's not what I meant (Umbridge was just about to say (Extra points for Gryffindor, Zhang Chun stopped me), I want to ask, apart from extra points, don’t you have any physical rewards?" Zhang Chun raised his eyebrows at her.

"……what would you like?"

"I heard that you have a pen that is very special. If you make someone copy a sentence, it will show traces on their arm..." Zhang Chun looked at Umbridge with a smile.

Umbridge looked confused...

What a liar!You heard...where did you hear that?

No one knew that I stole the "Bloodthirsty Quill" from the Ministry of Magic. How could this little devil know?

Umbridge was surprised. She stared at Zhang Chun in panic, a little confused about the origin of the guy in front of her.

"Classmate, you must have heard wrong...how could such a thing exist in the world..."

"Let me tell you clearly, the boiling time of mandrake decoction is one hour. If you can find this thing for me within an hour, the decoction will be delivered to you immediately." Zhang Chun smiled slyly. He looked at her calmly.

As if waiting for Umbridge to step into the trap he carefully prepared...

"...but." Umbridge hesitated for a while, still struggling.

"Severe petrification will leave strong side effects over time..."

"...I'll go look for it!" Umbridge didn't need the help of two people, and swung her big fat butt and hurried towards her office.

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Zhang Chun watched Professor Umbridge disappear down the stairs and quickly gestured to Hermione, "Where are we going, Mandrake!"

"Professor Sprout," Hermione asked.

"I just made it clear to her! She went to see the principal and Snape, let us go get it ourselves." After Zhang Chun finished speaking, he took out the wooden sword from behind and threw it into the air.

The wooden sword is suspended in the air just like the floating skateboard in the future world in the previous movie.

And because Zhang Chun has mastered the Divine Sword Art, the wooden sword can expand and shrink according to his control.

At this moment, the wooden sword was more than five feet long and two palms wide, easily able to accommodate two people.

Hermione was still a little hesitant, but Zhang Chun stepped on the wooden sword and waved to her...

"I want to get the antidote for Professor Snape as soon as possible. He has been moderately or severely petrified for a long time." Hermione thought before taking Zhang Chun's hand and standing behind the wooden sword.

Zhang Chun thought for a while, Hermione had real energy... so he quickly taught her a few words on how to condense the energy on the wooden sword so that the sword would not fall off when flying.

Hermione was as smart as ice and snow, and Zhang Chun understood it after just a few pointers.

The true energy condensed under the feet, as expected, it was like extending roots on a wooden sword.

Hermione looked up at Zhang Chun with surprise on her face, "Is this how you fly?"

Zhang Chun nodded and remembered something again. He even told her how to fly with a sword.

Flying with a sword actually relies entirely on the interaction between the spiritual energy of the wooden sword and the spiritual energy of the wooden sword. Hermione has no problem with controlling objects with her true energy, but is slightly lacking in spiritual consciousness. Fortunately, Zhang Chun has attached his spiritual consciousness to the wooden sword. If he hadn't been in the crimson illusion, he wouldn't have been able to kill thirty or forty illusion monsters in a row with a wooden sword.

A wooden sword possessed by spiritual consciousness is almost like a tracking missile.

Zhang Chun stepped on the wooden sword and flew straight to the herbal greenhouse. Even though Hermione had mastered the key to wielding the sword, she still unconsciously held Zhang Chun's waist...

Zhang Chun smiled and taught her the key to flying with a sword while flying.

While Hermione was studying hard, she asked strangely, "...If you teach me how to fly now, won't you go back with me later?"

"Do you still remember the illusion of myself that I chopped off in the illusion?"

"Remember, didn't you cut it in half with one sword?"

"Yes, but it must be weird. I attached my spiritual consciousness to the sword... I can clearly feel that after it was chopped, the black magic breath returned to the real world earlier. I have to go and see... …”

Hermione held his waist tightly, "...Is it dangerous?"

"I'll just take a look and won't fight it. I feel that many of the accidents we encountered were because the enemy was in the dark and we were in the open. If we can't change this situation, we will still be very passive in the future." Zhang As Chun spoke, the wooden sword had already carried the two of them to the greenhouse.

Hermione said nothing and silently followed him into the herb greenhouse.

At this moment, the night was already deep, and the various magical herbs in the greenhouse had quieted down. Zhang Chun gently opened the door to the inner room, and he could still hear the slight snoring of certain herbs.

"Lumos!" Hermione raised her wand.

Following the light of the wand, the two quickly found the mandrake.

Wear headphones, wear dragon leather gloves, pull weeds...

"Ouch!!! Ah!!! Bah!!!" The little demon transformed from the roots of the mandrake began to scream in a high voice.

Then Zhang Chun received a piece of negative emotion value from various magic herbs.