HP Princess bravely enters Hogwarts

The next day, the Hogwarts Great Hall was bustling with people.

However, Ron's side seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, and was gloomy and gloomy.

"Oh my God, my wand is broken, Mum is going to kill me!" Ron complained as he frantically tried to fix his wand with magic tape.

Harry stood nearby, offering silent comfort.

Ginny, who was standing next to Ron, turned her sparkling eyes towards Harry, because that was her dream man since she was a child!

Thinking that she would be able to see Harry every day at school, her heart warmed, and she wished she would never have a holiday and could stay here forever.

At this moment, a wobbly owl crossed the Slytherin table and flew directly in the direction of Gryffindor.

It flapped its wings and finally fell into the plate in front of Ron.

Cygnus leaned back in her chair, her eyes slyly following the owl that waddled into the Hogwarts Great Hall.

Draco's face was full of gossip, and he stared at the conspicuous red letter in its mouth.

"Looks interesting," Sensenas muttered to herself, observing her surroundings silently.

The entire hall seemed to be cast a silencing spell. Suddenly, there was deathly silence, and all eyes were focused on Ron.

Ron awkwardly picked up the owl from the plate, his mouth twitching as if he was forcing a smile.

"This is Errol," he whispered, as if defending the elderly owl. "He's very old."

His hands trembled slightly as he took the red letter from Errol's mouth, his throat rolling with nervousness and he swallowed.

"What is this?" Harry stared at his trembling brother with wide eyes, his heart beating fast.

The trembling letter in Ron's hand seemed like a bomb that could explode at any time.

"Oh my God, it's the Howler from Mom!" Ron looked as if he had seen a ghost, and he frantically tried to hide this hot potato.

"Come on, man, you'd better tear it down quickly." Neville shook his head, with a serious look on his face.

"My grandma sent me a letter like this last time, and I ignored it. Believe me, you definitely don't want to know the consequences."

Cygnus' eyes were full of curiosity. She stared at Ron intently.

This was the first time she had seen anyone receive the famous Howler letter.

Ron's hands were shaking, as if he was holding a magical object that might explode at any time.

He carefully tore open the envelope, and at that moment, Molly Weasley's voice was like thunder, echoing throughout the Hogwarts Great Hall.

"You little rascal, you stole your dad's car! I wouldn't be surprised if you were kicked out of Hogwarts. You'll never imagine how heartbroken we were when we found out the car was missing!"

In the Hogwarts Great Hall, Molly's voice was like thunder, echoing on all four walls.

Ron's teeth chattered and he curled up into a ball, as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Hey, listen to this!" Molly's voice roared out from the Howler Letter, "Your father almost banged his head against the wall in shame when he saw Dumbledore's letter last night! We raised you with all our might, and yet you did something reckless. You and Harry almost lost your lives!"

When Harry heard his own name, his neck shrank reflexively. For the first time in his life, he experienced the horror of a Howler letter.

"I'm so angry!" Molly continued to roar, "Your father is going to be investigated at work, and this is all your fault! If you don't behave yourself, I will take you home right away!"

Suddenly, the howling letter seemed to change its nature, changing 360 degrees and turning its gaze to Ginny beside it.

"Oh, Ginny, my sweet little cotton-padded jacket, are you adapting to school life? Remember to take good care of yourself. Mom loves you." As soon as the words fell, the letter seemed to have completed its mission and tore into pieces by itself.

"Hey, Howlers are really interesting, aren't they?" Cygnus blinked, raised the corners of her mouth, and looked at Draco.

Draco looked as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes bulged out as he stared at Segnus, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Come on, sister, you don't want Dad to send you a letter like that." He looked around nervously, as if a letter would fall from the sky at any time. "It would be so embarrassing to receive that thing, just like Weasley."

Segnus knew in her heart that she didn't want to cause trouble for herself.

But she just likes these little gadgets in the magical world, which always arouse her curiosity.

The afternoon sun shines obliquely, and the vegetables in the vegetable garden are bright green.

As Cygnus led Draco and the others through this vibrant little world, she was thinking about the Herbology class that would be taking place later.

Just then, Professor Sprout came towards them. The bandage on his arm was particularly conspicuous, and the gloom on his face was like an approaching storm.

Gilderoy Lockhart's handsome appearance with blond hair and blue eyes formed a sharp contrast with her.

"Students, let's go to the third greenhouse today." Professor Sprout's voice sounded a little tired, but still revealed unquestionable authority.

When the little wizards heard this, they were immediately excited and started discussing it with great interest.

Gilderoy Lockhart spotted Harry from a distance; he was a man of leisurely and slow manner.

Lockhart strode over, smiling heartily, and patted Harry on the shoulder. He turned to Professor Sprout and said, "Hey, Sprout, I need to talk to this kid. He's two minutes late. You don't mind, do you?"

Professor Sprout's face visibly darkened. She pursed her lips, glanced at Lockhart, and cursed in her heart that this man was a lunatic.

Her brows were furrowed like two confused hooks.

"Haha, Harry, remember the last time we were on the headlines of the Daily Prophet together? Have you tasted the sweetness of fame?" Lockhart said, glancing at the scar on Harry's forehead.

"Harry, having scars alone is not enough. You have to learn from me. Although you can't win the "Most Charming Wizard Smile Award" for five consecutive years like me, you still have a chance." Lockhart said to himself.

Harry stood there, his face full of embarrassment. Before he could respond, Lockhart had already put on a star-like posture, walked away with exaggerated steps, as if no one was around.

Harry seemed to be frozen in time for a moment, and then suddenly realized - damn, I'm going to be late! He hurried across the corridor and pushed open the door of the greenhouse.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Professor Sprout standing behind a stool filled with colorful earmuffs. After looking around, she asked, "Students, today we are going to change the home of the Mandrake. Can anyone tell me about the characteristics of this little guy?"

Cygnus raised her hands gracefully, like a star on stage.

Seeing her hand raised, Hermione secretly put it down.

"Mandra, also known as Mandrake Root, is a powerful restorative agent that can restore people who have been deformed or cursed to their original state." Segnus answered clearly.

"Excellent! Slytherin gets 10 points!" Professor Sprout praised. "It's a common antidote, but it's also a dangerous one. Do you know why?"

Hermione stole a glance at Sensenas and saw her nod slightly. Encouraged, Hermione raised her hand high.

"Hearing the sound of a mandrake can be fatal." Hermione's voice was clear and confident.

"That's a perfect answer. Ten points for Gryffindor!" Professor Sprout looked at the two students with a pleased face.

"Look, our mandrakes are still very small." She waved her hand, pointing to a row of deep pots with water in them.

The little wizards stretched their necks curiously, vying to see the true appearance of these little guys.

"Come on, come on, everyone get a pair of earmuffs to protect your hearing." Professor Sprout distributed the earmuffs like candy.

Draco moved swiftly, grabbing a pair of earmuffs, and with a roll of his eyes, he handed the pink pair to Cygnus.

“Here, this color suits you very well.”

Cygnus noticed that the one in Theodore's hand was a cool black one. She smiled slightly and cleverly exchanged earmuffs with Theodore.

Theodore took the pink earmuffs and said nothing, but couldn't help but smile and put them on silently.

Draco and Blaise, who were watching, tried hard to hold back their laughter, their shoulders trembling, and they almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

The moment Seignus put on the earmuffs, the world seemed silent, and the only thing that could be seen was Professor Sprout's lips opening and closing.

Professor Sprout suddenly raised the mandrake in his hand

What jumped out of the soil was not a blade of grass, but an ugly baby with emerald green leaves on its head and light green skin covered with spots.

It opened its mouth and let out a shrill cry.

The professor casually pulled out a large flowerpot from under the table, carefully stuffed the grass doll into it, and then buried it with sticky dark compost, leaving only the green leaves outside.

She tapped her earmuffs gently and said to the little wizards in the room: "Don't underestimate this mandrake, it's just a seedling. Its cry is enough to knock you down. If you don't want to miss the first day of school, wear your earmuffs."

"Divide into four groups, each group with one pot. The pots are over there. Be careful." She reminded.

At this moment, Draco volunteered to grab the mandrake in the basin and looked at Segnus triumphantly.

"Hehe, sister, Herbology is a piece of cake for me." He waved his left hand, and his index finger unconsciously stretched out to the mouth of the Mandrake.

"I bet none of you dare to do this - ah! Damn it!" Before he could finish his words, the mandrake suddenly bit Draco's index finger, and the pain made him almost cry.

He quickly pulled his hand out and stuffed the little guy back into the basin with a resentful look on his face.

Cygnus gently held Draco's hand, blew on it gently, and then seriously patted the compost tightly.

Theodore next to him watched this scene silently and couldn't help laughing.

"Draco, it looks like you've learned a valuable lesson today." Pansy pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing.

Draco looked at Segnus with an aggrieved look on his face, as if he wanted Segnus to stand up for him.