[HP] Five Poisons

When going to class the next day, Chi Mo didn't hear anything about Pettigrew.This is also expected. Seeing that Headmaster Dumbledore and the others have their own plans, we know that this matter will not be so easy to settle.And it also involved an unlucky ghost who had been in prison for more than ten years in vain. I heard that Sirius was a well-known son of aristocrat.

While Chi Mo was fiddling with the Mibu Mibao in his hand, he was driving away.The little fat man next to him had a look of bitterness and hatred, wishing to throw the rice bud and rice treasure as far as he could in front of him.

"Merlin! This is really, really bad." The little fat man cried. "Why can't we learn something that looks cuter? Like Sleepy Beans, or Mollion Blossoms or something. It looks like it's got boils all over it. God! They're jumping! It's not like Plants? It’s basically a diseased internal organ!”

He mumbled a lot of complaints, but still failed to get a response from the people around him. The little fat man raised his head and looked to the left belatedly, "Are you listening to me?"

Chi Mo responded.

Looking enviously and jealously at Chi Mo who took off the roots and stems of Mibu Mibao neatly, the little fat man just wanted to bite the handkerchief in grief and anger—"Why don't they attack you?! TAT"

So many people have been attacked by so many sticky and stinky sap squirting from those disgusting boils, why is this guy doing nothing at all? !Does this thing also look at the face? !fall!

"You start here, and then do this." Chi Mo instructed the little fat man to start from the bottom of Mibu Mibao.By the way, here is another perfect demonstration.

Professor Sputrow, who was walking around in the greenhouse, saw this scene in his eyes, and praised happily. "Oh! Great! Mr. Merchi, one point for Hufflepuff!"

Under the envious eyes of the people around, Chi Mo handed in his homework early, and was dragged by the little fat man to become the latter's living textbook.

According to Chi Mo's instruction, the little fat man who carefully removed a small piece of stem cheered, and quickly put the removed stem into a special container.

With the first successful product to start, I became more courageous.

As soon as he relaxed, he couldn't help but start talking again.

"When I think that I don't have to go to Potions class this week, I instantly feel that the weather is getting better~" The little fat man sighed as he carefully moved the blade close to the root of Mibu Mibao.

Chi Mo wondered, "Is the potion class canceled on Thursday afternoon?"

The little fat man's thick and thick eyebrows were raised and lowered in a funny way, and he was very proud, "Not only the potions class in the afternoon, but all classes on Thursday and Friday have been cancelled~ because the Quidditch match is about to start! "As soon as he mentioned his favorite Quidditch, the little fat man's eyes began to glow!

However, sitting next to him was a guy who was completely puzzled.

Chi Mo looked blank, "What is that?"

The little fat man who was talking happily was like a duck with its neck strangled, staring straight at Chi Mo, unable to speak.

Chi Mo: "???"

Facing such an innocent face, it's really infuriating to post it, especially, this person has a face he likes...Forget it, Chi Mo is not British, he can understand... Understand what a ghost!What kind of wizard doesn't even know Quidditch!

"Listen, Quidditch is the most important sport in the wizarding world. Quidditch is governed by the Department of Magical Sports under the Ministry of Magic..."

The little fat man eloquently spoke generously and passionately for a long time, and finally looked lovingly at the foreigners around him. "Do you know now? The greatness of Quidditch?~"

Excluding some special nouns, Chi Mo, who roughly understood, curled his lips, "Why do you even have to compete on broomsticks?" The preferences of people in the magic world are really incredible.Is it bad to ride a horse?Why do you have to ride a broom?

Since Hogwarts flying lessons are only taught in the first grade, Chi Mo, who has never taken flying lessons so far, said that riding a broom and competing in competitions is really full =L=.

Little Fatty: "..." Hehe, friends are gone.

"So, why are you angry?" Chi Mo scratched his face, and walked towards the greenhouse with a bewildered expression.When he returned from class, he forgot to bring back the blade—after all, he was not used to using knives, and it was such a small blade.

At this point, everyone is basically taking a lunch break. Chi Mo walked all the way, but he didn't see a single figure.

Instead, when they walked to the door of the greenhouse, they heard movement inside.

"Hey? Is there anyone else?" Chi Mo opened the door and went in, thinking to himself, could it be the dean?If so, just ask her for some hellebore and mandrake seeds, and try growing them yourself.

I was thinking about it, and when I went in, I realized that I had lost my mind.

There are no professors in the greenhouse, but there are several students.

Chi Mo glanced at the ties of those students, silver and green, Slytherin's.

Noticing that other people were coming, the tallest boy in Slytherin bent down and said something to the boy who fell to the ground, and then took the lead to leave.

When passing by Chi Mo, he gave Chi Mo a warning look.

Hulala, all of a sudden, everyone left, only Chi Mo and the boy on the ground were left.

Before the door of the greenhouse was closed, a boy's dissatisfied murmur floated into Chi Mo's ear along the breeze.

"...just a Hufflepuff..."

I went back to the place where I was sitting in class and looked around, and easily found the blade that was left in the middle of the two pots.Chi Mo bent down to pick it up and put it in his pocket.

Passing by the boy who was sitting on the ground in the same posture all the time, he glanced at the half-covered face covered by bangs and the scrapped glasses not far away.

Chi Mo stopped and reached out to the guy on the ground.

"Are you up?"

The boy's ears moved, and he was stunned when he saw the hand stretched out in front of him, and raised his face to look at Chi Mo.

In fact, Chi Mo only saw long and dense dark brown bangs.

Doesn't it hurt your eyes?Chi Mo muttered to himself.

The boy said thank you in a low voice, took Chi Mo's hand, and stood up with Chi Mo's strength.

As soon as he felt the weight in his hand, Chi Mo knew that the person in front of him was injured.He looked up and down for a while, and stopped for a moment on the boy's unnaturally bent right knee.

The boy who didn't notice that Chi Mo was looking at him picked up the poor corpse of the glasses from the ground, rubbing the empty frame, looking a little uncomfortable.

Chi Mo thought for a while, took out a bottle of recovery potion from the package, and handed it over.

The boy took the potion and held it in his hand. Instead of drinking it, he took out his wand and cast a Restoration Curse on the scrapped glasses.It is estimated that this spell has been used too many times, and the movements seem very skilled.

Chi Mo didn't leave either, but watched the boy repair his glasses with great interest, "Are you a Slytherin too?"

The boy stiffened his back and nodded.

"Are there so many of them every time?"

The boy lowered his head and said nothing, Chi Mo sharply saw the tightly pursed lips under the bangs.

Thinking of the last sentence that the tall boy said in the boy's ear, "We'll see." Chi Mo rolled his eyes, "You..."

"Goo-"

"..."

"..."

Twitching the corner of her mouth, she handed over a small snack box—Ruona worried that he was hungry all day long, and would put a bunch of snacks in his pocket every morning before going out.

The boy took the snack box, and sat cross-legged on the ground with the pot broken.Put your head down and eat.

Seeing the boy's ferocious way of eating, Chi Mo handed over a bottle of juice without a word—Ruona thoughtfully prepared everything.

Seeing that the boy had almost finished eating, Chi Mo said unintentionally. "Why don't you ask the house-elf to bring you something to eat?"

"Do you think I'm your Hufflepuff?!" The boy glared at Chi Mo while swallowing a piece of shredded coconut cake, and then said angrily, "How did I know I would meet them again at noon!"

"Why don't you bring a house elf in?" Chi Mo looked at him innocently, "I heard that all of you Slytherins are nobles~"

Shocked by Chi Mo's words, the boy coughed and drank half of the bottle of juice. After finally getting his breath, he turned to look at the "single stupid" Hufflepuff beside him, and said angrily, "You think I'm Is it Malfoy?!"

Malfoy... Chi Mo remembered the name, and muttered again, "I thought you nobles would bring an elf with you when you come to school." In order to emphasize his speculation, he also cited strong evidence. "When we went to the kitchen to look for food, we saw many elves every time. They went to Slytherin to deliver food several times."

The boy rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to Chi Mo, and put an empty snack box at Chi Mo's feet, "I'm leaving."

Chi Mo blinked, looked up at the boy.

Those black eyes were so clean and pure that the name jumped out of his throat presumptuously.

"I'm Kevin Miller."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Kevin was so annoyed that he wanted to go back in time.

"Hello, my name is Chi Mo^_^."

The sarcasm that had already reached his lips suddenly disappeared without a trace when he met the smiling face.

Kevin's face changed again and again, and finally he left without saying anything, but his footsteps were too hasty when he left, as if he was escaping from something.

Chi Mo was the only one left in the ridiculously large greenhouse.

After the greenhouse door was closed, the smile on Chi Mo's face, which was too bright to be too bright, flew away.

Scratching his chin thoughtfully, Chi Mo remembered that both Ron and the little fat man had mentioned Malfoy. If I remember correctly, their family seems to be the largest nobleman in the magic world?

Since he is the number one nobleman, he should be able to get a lot of news~

With a goal, Chi Mo picked up the empty snack box on the ground and left the greenhouse with brisk steps.