Harry Potter: Super Magic God

　　 Chapter 90 Potions Lesson

　　Professor Sprout is a little short, with a patched hat on his long hair, very simple. There was a lot of dirt on the clothes, even in the nails. Compared to a wizard, she is a bit like a farmer, and her job is like a farmer, always dealing with plants.

　　Gidro Lockhart was spotless, in a clean and flowing turquoise robe, with a turquoise and gold-rimmed top hat on his shiny blond hair.

"Hi, everyone." Lockhart greeted his classmates enthusiastically, showing a mouthful of white and shiny teeth, "I just showed Professor Sprout how to heal the beating willow, but I don't want you I feel that I am more researched in herbal medicine than her, I just encountered some strange plants during my travels." Lockhart blinked mischievously.

　　 "Classes are in the third conservatory today." Professor Sprout said gruffly, her face was sullen, not as easy as the past.

　　 The students whispered expectantly that this is their first time in the third greenhouse. They had only been to the first greenhouse before. Because the plants in the third greenhouse are rarer and more dangerous, they have not had the opportunity to teach here before. I don't know if it is because of the second grade, or because of the professor's special mood today.

　　 Professor Sprout took out a bunch of keys and opened the door with a special brass key. As soon as the door was opened, a damp earthy smell, mixed with the smell of fertilizer and plants, came out.

　　The plants in the third greenhouse are a bit unusual. The flowers are larger than umbrellas and hang from the high ceiling. Hermione looked around curiously, strange plants all around, and she also saw giant pitcher plants.

　　 She followed the teacher into the greenhouse, when Lockhart suddenly pulled Harry and told Professor Sprout that he needed some time for Harry. Before Professor Sprout could agree, he pulled Harry and closed the door.

　　Professor Sprout looked a little unhappy, went straight to the center of the greenhouse professor, and everyone followed the professor to the place of class.

　　 There was a small table in the middle of the greenhouse. There were more than 20 earmuffs of different colors on the table. The professor told everyone to stand still. After a few minutes, Harry quietly walked in.

　　The people finally arrived, and the professor asked with some impatient expression, "Today, we are learning to change the pots of mandela. Now, who of you can tell the characteristics of mandela?"

　　 Hermione knows that the professor is a little unhappy, but this does not involve her. As a good student, all she needs is to listen to the class and answer the teacher’s questions seriously.

　　 Her hand was straight immediately, and everyone was not surprised at all.

　　Professor Sprout saw the cooperation of the top student Hermione, his face lightened slightly, "Miss Granger."

"Mandrake, also known as Mandela root, can be used to make a powerful restorative." Hermione recalled the records in the textbook, remembering every word very clearly, and the brisk voice said the standard answer. Come out, "You can restore the deformed person who has been cursed to a healthy state."

　　 "Very good, Miss Granger got 10 points for Gryffindor." Hermione's standard answer made Professor Sprout feel better. The complexion was more relaxed, he gave a very high bonus, and then added, "Mandrake is a very commonly used antidote formula and used in a variety of restoratives. But at the same time it is also very dangerous, who knows it is why?"

　　Professor Sprout’s generosity is very surprising. It is rare for a professor to get more than five points at a time. With a rare opportunity, the bonus player Hermione brushed the hand, and immediately stood up, almost touching Harry's head.

　　 "The cry of mandela grass can kill people." She immediately gave an answer that satisfied the professor.

　　 "Exactly correct, adding ten points." Professor Sprout once again showed her amazing generosity.

　　 Hermione was mad with joy. She stared at Professor Sprout intently, and was about to answer more questions at once. Today's points are so profitable. With just two simple questions, she has already robbed Gryffindor for twenty points. Although it is not fair, she has seen the Academy Cup move towards Gryffindor again.

　　 Even Harry is a little eager to try. He teaches classes very cautiously on weekdays, and the extra points are always given slowly. Today, Professor Sprout was very generous, and even Harry wanted to earn more points for himself to make up for the points that Snape would definitely deduct from the Potions class.

　　 Other people also reacted a little, and they were all gearing up. It's just that many people are confident that they can answer such questions.

　　 It's a pity that Professor Sprout also seemed to feel that she was too generous. She stopped asking questions, but signaled to everyone, "Look at this. These are mandrakes. They are still very young."

　　 She pointed to a row of deep plates beside the table. The students all moved forward in the direction of her fingers, wanting to observe this wonderful and terrifying plant more closely.

　　 Harry glanced at it, and there were hundreds of green and purple seedlings~www.readwn.com~ which looked like ordinary seedlings. During the summer vacation, he didn't pay much attention to the herbal medicine class. At this time, he didn't know what the "cries" of mandela grass was all about.

　　Professor Sprout didn't give everyone more time to observe carefully. He delayed for a while before. This would make it necessary to control the progress of the class. She urged, "Everyone should take a pair of earmuffs."

Harry hurried forward to get a pair of black earmuffs. He returned Ron and snatched one. Neville, who reacted slowly, only waited for a pink fluffy earmuff. Harry could only help him in his heart. Silently mourned.

He turned his head, not looking at this amazing picture, and heard Professor Sprout exhorting loudly, "When you put on the headphones, you must cover your ears tightly. No gaps can be left. You must No sound can be heard."

She yelled again, "When I can take off the earmuffs, I will use gestures to signal safety before you can take off the earmuffs. Without my order, no one needs to take off the earmuffs. I don't want to be in the hospital next. Seeing you. So... now bring earmuffs."

　　 Harry quickly put on the earmuffs in his hand, the sound insulation effect was really good, and he immediately entered a world without sound.

　　Professor Sprout also brought herself a pair of green fluffy earmuffs, then she rolled up her sleeves, exposed her arms, tightly grasped a clump of grass, and pulled it out.

　　 Harry shuddered, a little frightened. It was not grass roots buried in the soil, but a very ugly baby. The leaves of grass are firmly rooted on its head. There are many spots on the light green skin. It is struggling desperately with its legs kicking wildly, yelling~www.readwn.com~Welcome to read, the latest, The fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.readwn.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.