Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

"How about we grow potatoes?"

Ron Weasley raised his hand and looked at Professor McGonagall with excitement.

"When we were at home, my mother planted a lot of potatoes in the garden. Not only were they easy to grow and harvest, but they were also delicious. And what's even better than at home is that at least there won't be any in the vegetable patch at Hogwarts. There are goblins.”

Although it is not as spacious as Malfoy Manor, as the residence of a pure-blood magical family, the Burrow where the Weasley family lives is actually quite large. At least they have a large garden.

For Ron, almost all of his childhood fun was closely related to the huge garden outside the house.

It was a messy garden overgrown with weeds and surrounded by many tangled trees at the base of the wall. All kinds of strange plants sprouted from each flower bed. There was a large green pond on the right side of the garden, with many frogs living in it.

Of course, frogs are not the only residents in the garden. Regularly cleaning up the group of silly goblins can be said to be a fixed labor that the men of the Weasley family will experience every once in a while.

"Goblin, are they like the goblins at the gate of Gringotts?"

Harry turned his head curiously, nudged Ron secretly with his shoulder, and asked softly.

This was the first time he heard Ron talk about the situation at home. Before that, he knew more about wizard families in the wizarding world from Draco Malfoy, as well as his own Some ideas include a door that automatically greets you, a respectful house elf, a large bed of several hundred square meters, and a bathroom as wide as a basketball court.

"Oh, don't say that in front of the goblins, otherwise they will fight you. As for the goblins, what should I say?"

Percy Weasley walked over, patted Harry on the shoulder, and made an oval shape in the air with his hands.

"About this size, with a round body, rough and tough skin, like burlap, short hands and feet, and a big, bald head that looks like a potato at first glance."

Percy paused suddenly, raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and had a nostalgic look on his face.

"I also vote for potatoes. If you think about it carefully, potatoes can make a lot of delicious things, such as mashed potatoes, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato wedges, and potato pancakes."

As he spoke, Percy Weasley stretched his fingers and seriously began to count the "potato platters" he had seen on the dining table after entering Hogwarts over the years.

"There are also fried potato shreds, baked potato slices, potato salad, lettuce and potato soup, and potato stew."

The Weasley twins came over with strange smiles on their faces, and continued Percy's words.

After reciting the instructions for at least a dozen potatoes in one breath, one of the red-haired boys, I don't know if it was George or Fred, shrugged and concluded helplessly while taking advantage of the breather.

"If you include all the weird ways my mother has created over the years, I think I can still recite it for at least 10 minutes."

"Well, I just want to say that potatoes are indeed a good choice. After all, you only need to cut the sprouted potatoes and bury them in the ground. There is almost nothing to worry about."

Percy spread his hands and looked at the little wizards around him and explained.

It has to be said that the Weasley family's numerical advantage is fully reflected at this time.

As the four Weasley brothers added something to each other, the other little wizards around them looked at each other and unconsciously joined in. For a while, only the word "potato" was left on the scene.

"Why don't the remaining places be filled with potatoes, so we can have more training time."

"From what you say, potatoes seem to be easy to grow."

"That's right, you just need to bury it in the soil, water it, cast some magic and wait for a good harvest."

"Wow, it's so easy. I think Wood is right. We might as well just plant potatoes."

& nbs