DNF Meets Harry Potter

The Badgers and Kitty Eagles seemed interested in Mandela Grass, and they immediately began to participate under the direction of Professor Sprout.

Herbal classes generally acquire knowledge in practice ...

When Mandela grass was buried in the soil, the leaves exposed outside occasionally jerked twice, as if gently blown by the wind.

But don't be fooled by the appearance outside it, you just peel it off and you will see the scene that makes San drop. There is no reason for him. Not only does this thing look ugly, it also plays with flowers, and the cry is really life-threatening ...

Karl looked at the pot of Mandela grass in front of him with surprise, and his eyes were full of the greed of the seven original sins. These are all living Jin Jialong!

Its leaves look green and dripping and seem to be unusually fat, like the leaf umbrella in the plant vs. zombie, covering the entire flower pot ...

Karl grabbed the leaf with a strong force and pulled it out of the basin. I saw a very ugly baby hanging under the blade. Its skin was pale green, and there were some spots on it.

Mandela, who was pulled out of the soil and pulled out of the soil, shouted like a groundhog with his mouth open. It kept twisting its limbs and started struggling, waving its pointed little fist, clenching its teeth and trying to pierce Carl's hand.

Does this thing attack magically as well as physically? What a shame!

Carl raised his head and glanced at the other classmates, and found that they were all focused on dealing with their own one, and the expression on their faces was a little distorted. Obviously, the real contact with this thing is extremely testing their courage.

Karl stared at Professor Sprout above with a sense of detachment, and no doubt he caught Mandela's attention.

No matter how powerful a professor is, there is always a time for negligence, and that moment is the best time to cheat.

Although Carl is not a scumbag, he is a Grande, and he will not let go of anything about Jin Jialong ...

While Professor Sprout came down to inspect the tour, Carl secretly reached out and cut off his two legs of this pot of Mandela grass, and then immediately received it in the dimension space opened by him. The whole process was extremely skilled. There is no less to see.

In an instant, the mandala call in his hand was even more miserable and desolate.

"Silent and silent!"

However, no one pityed it, and only Karl responded with an exquisite silent and rodless cast ...

Poor Mandela grass could not be summoned in an instant.

"Just call it, but you won't know even if you call it Broken Throat Professor Sprout!"

With an evil smile on his face, Karl looked at his mouth constantly but couldn't make a sound of Mandela. He immediately stuffed it into a large flower pot and quickly buried the soil.

Last year, he used this operation to remove parts of many plants in herbal medicine class and exchanged a gold gallon ...

When it was almost time for class, Karl's small space was already filled with a lot of Mandela grass, small arms and legs. No one is complete as long as it passes through his hands.

Anyway, it is a herbaceous plant that can grow out with fewer parts. It is nothing more than a longer period of maturity. And this time they won't come in handy, the diary is still in his drawer ...

And after this pot change, for a long time, these little golden shining cuties will no longer move their nests, and Professor Sprout will not idle and pull out every few days to see their growth, Absolutely hide from the sky ...

Here Karl has done his homework with ease and is constantly looking at the rare plants in the third greenhouse.

Other students haven't had such good spirits like Karl for a long time. They are all tired and sweaty, and their backs are sore, and their bodies are covered with mud and fertilizer. This made some clean witches almost torn apart.

Because of the constant tossing of Mandela grass, each little wizard was more or less stained with dragon dung.

It just didn't feel like staying in the greenhouse. It's still the same sentence-living with the wicked, like entering the abalone, hasn't smelled it for a long time, and it's gone with it.

But as soon as they came out of the greenhouse and came into contact with the fresh air, terrible chemical reactions began to occur.

Humanoid biochemical weapons, understand?

Several of Carl's roommates used several cleanups and some odor-eliminating magic on themselves.

They resolutely decided to go back to the Ravenclaw Tower to take a shower and then go to the transformation class, even if the delay on the road might cause lateness.

The wizard is such a strange creature, obviously the magic side is more magical than the physical side, but ...

Carl shook his head and looked helplessly at the roommates who were rushing towards the dormitory. They had to hurry up, because the eagle mouth knocker at the door was not a kind thing ...

In the Transfiguration Classroom, Karl was frivolous with his wand. Because he feels that the teaching of today's course is too simple ~ www.readwn.com ~ makes him almost uninteresting.

Professor McGonagall announced his requirements during the class-as long as one lesson was turned into a button in one class!

Seeing Professor McGonagall's extremely simple request, Carl couldn't help thinking of the days of death in Insmouth during the summer vacation.

He transformed the steel bed that was about to fall into a luxurious Simmons by deforming, earning a lot of dollars.

Watching Professor McGonagall walk down to inspect the students, Karl just waved his wand in utter randomness. The unknown beetle with spots on the table shook it and turned into a light blue button. The clear and delicate pattern on it constituted his name.

The most important thing is because of the powerful attribute of dimension, which makes the shape of the button very stable. Carl estimates that if no one casts an anti-curse and takes the initiative to dismiss it, it is possible that it will not change to its original state for ten or twenty days ...

"Perfect and wonderful transformation! Ravenclaw is very good!" Professor McGonagall just finished distributing the materials and was about to walk around and saw the buttons on Karl's desk. She sighed Karl's metamorphosis and made rapid progress, and said without hesitation.

She is such an impartial professor. Unlike the old bat, no matter how well Carl cooked the potion in his class, he was the same stinky face as if Carl owed him five hundred gold gallons.

But obviously the situation was reversed. The old bat owed him five hundred gold gallons-he had n’t given Harry the money to help Harry get rid of the beating ...

Sure enough, no matter in which world, the father owes money ...

When Carl was brainstorming in his heart, Professor McGonagall stepped forward and gently waved his wand to float Carl's deformed buttons in the air, showing it to other little wizards ...