Professor of Pharmacy at Hogwarts

"Ha-Ron. Come on, we're going to be late."

Hermione urged, yawning on her way to class.

Their first class was herbal medicine.Then there is Transfiguration class, and in the afternoon there is Defense Against the Dark Arts class and Quidditch training.

Quidditch training is, of course, not just a class, but the houses' preparation for the House Cup.

Hermione had already seen the course schedule. Their life was not as easy as imagined. The course schedule was filled with dense words, with almost no free space.

Ms. Granger, the academic master, subconsciously ignored one thing: there are elective courses in the second grade. Because of the existence of elective courses, everyone's class schedule will change.As someone who has taken almost all the courses available, her course schedule is certainly full.

The full course schedule always gives people a sense of urgency, making people want to break a minute into two halves.

Three little guys came to the herbal medicine class yawning.

The herbal medicine class is not taken in the classroom, it is a practical class, almost all of which is done in the greenhouse.

Ms. Sprout had been waiting for a long time. When she saw the three people, she nodded with a smile and pointed inside.

"Go to greenhouse three."

The three of them followed Harry to Greenhouse No. [-]. There were already many people here. After not seeing each other for a holiday, the little wizards seemed to have endless things to talk about. The whole trip yesterday seemed not enough for them to reminisce about the past. At this time, they were still in groups. They gathered together and chatted non-stop.

"Hi, Harry!"

The handsome blond Master Malfoy and his followers came to Harry and the three of them and took the initiative to say hello.

"Draco."

Malfoy nodded, his eyes swept over the three of them involuntarily, and finally stopped on Hermione. His expression was a little strange, which made Malfoy exude a nervous atmosphere.

Malfoy's direct gaze made Hermione feel uncomfortable all over. Ron on the side seemed to notice it and stepped forward to block Hermione in displeasure.

"Hey!"

"Okay, be quiet!"

Ms. Sprout's voice sounded, and the noisy Greenhouse No. [-] gradually became quiet.

"Today we are going to repot the mandrake. Who can tell me what properties the mandrake has?"

After the words fell, no one in the greenhouse raised their hands, and it was a bit quiet.

Hermione was still immersed in Malfoy's rudeness just now and couldn't help herself.

"Miss Granger."

Ms. Sprout called roll.

"Ah?" Hermione was confused for a moment, and soon her mind was occupied by the soul of the top student again. She straightened her thoughts and answered, "Mandrake, also called mandrake root, is a powerful recovery agent. Sexual herbs, often used to restore a deformed or bewitched person to their original state.”

This is the standard answer, and this is how it is written in herbal medicine textbooks.

"Not bad, five points for Gryffindor."

Ms. Sprout seemed dissatisfied.

In the past, Hermione's answer was not wrong, but since Sprout met Alexis and helped Alexis lay the foundation of pharmacy, he was subtly influenced by Alexis. When Ms. Prout was researching herbal medicine, she would also subconsciously start digging deeper.

She soon discovered that the common perception among many potion masters was actually inaccurate.

For example, mandrake has only one characteristic: reduction.

Mandrake can cause creatures, not just people, to return to a previous state, rather than just undo the transformation or break the spell.

Valley</span>This is the conclusion reached by Alexis and Ms. Sprout doing experiments together when she was still in school.

It was this novel conclusion that gave Alexis a new breakthrough in potion science.

Perhaps with a solid foundation, Alexis cannot compare with many potion masters, but with innovation, the potion masters still alive today are no match for Alexis.

Sprout sighed a little, why there were no more students in her class who were fumbling around and were sent to the school hospital many times!

If students do not have strong curiosity, it will be more dangerous than not listening to the professors' warnings and touching herbs casually.

"Mandrake is an important component of many antidotes, but it is also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

No one knew what was going on inside Ms. Sprout's mind, but outwardly she remained the same.

"Hearing a mandrake cry can kill someone."

Hermione raised her hands high, already in full academic mode, but unfortunately there was an unruly person standing not far from her.

After Malfoy finished answering, he turned his head and looked over, and he met Hermione's eyes. He quickly turned his eyes and looked at Ms. Sprout.

"Exactly, ten points for Slytherin."

Sprout was obviously delighted that Malfoy could answer the questions. Students who love to learn are always more favored by their teachers.

Professor Sprout nodded slightly to Draco, pointed to the deep plate on the side and introduced, "These are Mandrake seedlings. We are going to repot them in this class."

"Now I will distribute the earmuffs. When I tell you to put on the earmuffs, you must wear them tightly." Professor Sprout said seriously. "I will hold up two fingers when you can take them off."

She gestured to let the students familiarize themselves with the gesture of removing earmuffs in advance, and then announced, "Okay - put on the earmuffs."

"Does it really cry?"

Harry asked quietly as he received the earmuffs.

Hermione glared at Harry, "Yes, this is no joke - if you don't want to suffer, you'd better put them on quickly." After that, she put on the earmuffs, worried that they were not worn tightly, and gently used her hands to I patted it and tried to see if I could hear the sound.

The students quickly put on their earmuffs and dispersed.

Harry grabbed a purple-green seedling and easily pulled it out of the plate. He held the seedling with one hand and took the flower pot with the other hand and stuffed the seedling into the flower pot.

Then he ran into difficulty.

The mandrake seedling that was originally motionless seemed to suddenly come to life. Its roots suddenly spread out and grabbed the edge of the flowerpot, refusing to go in.

Harry struggled with the naughty mandrake seedling for 10 minutes before finally stuffing it into the pot.

He wiped the sweat from his head and looked up at the other students.

Not far in front of him, Hermione had four flower pots placed beside her, and she was working on the fifth seedling.

Next to Hermione, Draco Malfoy was holding a seedling and a flower pot with his other hand. His hands were jammed uncoordinatedly and his eyes were looking around, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't even finish replacing one plant!

Harry looked at the results of other students again and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Hermione was just an exception, most students were like him or Malfoy.

Looking at Malfoy again, the seedling in his hand seemed to be strangled to death by him. Several leaves had begun to droop down listlessly, and the roots that had just been tossed by Harry were also obediently gathered together. I even couldn’t wait to get into the flower pot.

Malfoy obviously didn't notice that he had successfully repotted it, and was still pushing it into the pot.