I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 475 Hope or disaster?

"A reply from the hospital?" Owen took the package from the owl's feet.

Mrs. Weasley fed it half a sausage.

"What happened?" Hermione turned her head.

Owen opened the package first. Inside were several plant seeds, each about the size of a thumb.

"Not a reply?" He was startled. If it was a reply from the hospital, why would this be sent to him?

He quickly tore open the letter.

Owen:

"Owen is right," Hermione said. "Our current intelligence is still too little. If there are loopholes in Qu Yicao's identification, then the relaxed wizard is likely to be penetrated by the enemy from all directions."

"Mrs. Weasley, are there any extra pots and fertilizer in the garden?"

Owen was startled, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly continued reading.

The soulless girl in front of her looked like a completely different person from two years ago.

"Okay, I'm a little impatient." Harry calmed down a little. He was actually thinking that if [The Pretender] had a natural enemy, then Sirius' work would be greatly reduced, and maybe he would have time to spend with him. .

"Madam, this is my sister," she said. "I hope you can look after her for a while. I can't find a safe place."

"The Quibbler"

"this?"

Ginny and Ron could only step forward to comfort him.

Hermione came to the garden immediately.

"Oh - poor child." Mrs. Weasley burst into tears.

"If this is true."

I really can't imagine what she went through during this time.

Her face was rosy, and her big, bright eyes were full of sparkle.

At this time, Mrs. Weasley rushed over. She first exclaimed, then immediately hugged Bill into her arms, patted her son's back, and comforted him while crying.

At almost the same time, an attack also occurred in Greece. Hundreds of vampires, led by several ancestors, severely damaged the already shaky Ministry of Magic.

This is even happier than them getting excellent results.

"Wizards are dying, and so are Muggles." Fleur murmured, her beautiful face full of coldness.

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—— Quyicao is slender and upright, looking just like ordinary weeds. When a kind person passes by, he will sing a cheerful song. Once you encounter a villain, the ends of the grass blades will bend and curl in the direction of the villain to identify them.

Finally, Sirius hoped that he could take a few quince plants from Hogwarts and put them in the Burrow, and hoped that he would take care of Harry.

Of course, growing up does not mean maturity. The growth cycle of magical plants is generally very long.

The world is crumbling.

Everyone suddenly became happy again.

"New York Ghost"

"Daily Prophet"

After saying that, she and Bill walked out of the Burrow again and disappeared the moment they left the range of the anti-Apparition spell.

However, Owen's zero-dollar shopping behavior did not last long, and he was soon discovered by Professor McGonagall who lived in the castle.

——I sent you a bag of Quyicao seeds. You can try to cultivate this magical plant.

The twins also rushed down from upstairs.

"All Paris is in flames of war."

"Gargoyle Roar"

He can even research new varieties of magical plants on his own.

Although magic fertilizer can speed up this process, ordinary magical plants still need a month or two to grow.

"The Quyicao breeding greenhouse in Paris was attacked by the [Purges]." He broke into the kitchen and ate pork sausages and said, "They openly and openly fought with the Federation Special Operations Team and the French Aurors. An amazing battle broke out, and the dementors got involved, and hundreds of Muggles had their souls sucked away."

"Hermione, Owen! And Harry."

——A magical plant called Quyicao.

There are no traces of widespread cultivation of Quyicao throughout Europe.

Harry stood there blankly.

——I have done experiments, and it is indeed true.

"These are unknowns and the alarm cannot be turned off yet."

"Yes, it's in the compartment behind the door." Mrs. Weasley replied subconsciously.

——Remember the magical plant I took away from Professor Sprout?

"Maybe you guys can rest for a few days and I'll take over the room"

Harry and the others followed closely behind.

Of course, he himself would definitely be willing to join in the fun, after all, this is a great opportunity to increase his reputation.

"No" said Mrs. Weasley with tears in her eyes.

But it was of no use, the crying continued.

Then, he focused on the matter of Qu Yicao. Professor Sprout had been invited to Paris.

"How could they do this?" Hermione said in disbelief.

He picked up a few free flower pots from the bottom of the stone fence and found fertilizer from the compartments.

"Qu Yicao not only failed to bring peace, but instead triggered a larger-scale and more intense war."

“People are dying all the time.”

It’s just planting Qu Yi grass, it’s not a big deal.

"It's just—goodbye."

Owen's experience in cultivating magical plants has reached the point where Professor Sprout has nothing to teach him.

This makes Irvington feel pity. Although it is a bit of a beast to make a fortune at this time, he has cultivated most of the Quyi grass in Hogwarts. There are so many magical plants in the greenhouse. Who is Professor Sprout? He can take care of everything, but he is not responsible for most of it.

Eventually it became the trigger of the war.

"Oh, of course, I mean, this is your home, you're welcome." Mrs. Weasley wiped her eyes and took Gabrielle from Fleur's hand.

The atmosphere gradually became depressing.

Furong's condition looked better, but she was also looking dingy and had lost her former charm.

"Oh! God!"

"Merlin's beard. Is this true?"

——The following are the characteristics of Quyicao.

Say it, Bill is about to turn around and leave the Burrow.

"Gabriel." Fleur called, and then pulled over a little girl with a pale face and a somewhat stiff body who was hiding behind her.

"Besides, in addition to the [Pretenders], there are also Death Eaters and [Purgers]."

During this time, Hogsmeade Village was still under martial law, and they could only stay in their rooms to do research.

"sorry."

The next few weeks were spent traveling between Hogwarts and the Burrow.

Bill looked thin and haggard, with a stern expression, his long red hair was a little dry, and there were some injuries on his body, but they were not fatal.

This confirmed his excitement at that time.

Besides, if he dares to sell one plant for a hundred galleons, then he is an animal. If he sells one plant for one galleons, it is not too much to earn hard-earned money!

It's better now, I'm afraid I won't get a penny.