I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 204 Ron's Beauty Dream
"Is this really okay?" Hermione asked softly.

"What's wrong, you just succeeded in body building and now you are in the stage of rapid increase in magic power. At this time, you need a quiet environment for cultivation. The dormitory is obviously not suitable for you anymore."

Hermione was still a little shy. Although she lived with Orlando during the summer vacation, she still couldn't say anything when she applied to live together outside the school.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked curiously.

"It's nothing, we have something to do with Professor McGonagall, so we won't be with you." After finishing speaking, Hermione pulled Orlando out of the auditorium.

"Is there something they are hiding from us?" Ron asked Harry in a low voice.

"There must be. Don't you think that Hermione has been acting weird recently, her strength has grown a lot, and she has become different from before, more and more like Orlando." Harry muttered.

"Do you think they will sign up for the three competitions without telling us?"

"Probably not. Orlando is a very self-disciplined person. It's not like you don't know that he doesn't like to be in the limelight."

"But this is the first Triwizard Tournament in more than 100 years. It will be recorded in the school's history, and there will be a reward of [-] Galleons."

"Orlando is not short of money. As for writing in the school history, do you think he, a recipient of the Order of Merlin and the youngest Wizengamot youth representative, would care about it?" Harry asked emotionally.

"That's true, why is there such a big gap between people." Ron suddenly felt that his favorite sweet and sour pie was not delicious.

On the other side, Hermione trotted to the door of Professor McGonagall's office with Orlando. She hesitated for a long time, but Orlando knocked on the door.

"Come in." At this time, Professor McGonagall was sorting out the copywriting, as if she was preparing new teaching content. She looked up at them and asked, "What do you want?"

Hermione was not easy to speak, so Orlando stood up and answered: "It is such a professor, Hermione and I want to apply for off-campus day study. You know that we bought a house in Hogsmeade, which is very close to the school. It will not affect the coursework."

Professor McGonagall looked at them with a frown. Hogwarts has been adhering to closed teaching for more than 1000 years. Although there are also day students, they are a minority after all.

"Can I ask why?" She didn't veto it outright, after all, these two were students she valued very much.

"That's how it is. This summer, Hermione has been apprenticed to Mr. Nicole Flamel and obtained his magic inheritance. These magics need a quiet and unoccupied environment when practicing, so we are thinking about whether we can apply for day school?"

"It is an honor for you to learn from Master Nicole Flamel. I have approved this matter, but one thing I want to emphasize is that you are currently at the stage of gaining knowledge and laying a solid foundation. Your studies are the most important thing, understand?"

"Understood Professor, thank you."

Professor McGonagall readily signed two release slips, and Orlando took the slips and went to the administrator Filch to make a record. After all, he still needs to say hello in advance when entering and leaving Hogwarts.Fortunately, Filch had a good impression of Orlando, and there was no friction between the two, so he was easily registered.

"What did you do?" Harry and Ron, who were waiting for them at the entrance of the hall, asked puzzled.

"Going to Professor McGonagall to approve a note wasted time, let's go."

"Approval note?"

Harry didn't ask any more questions, it was obvious that Hermione didn't want to answer.

When a group of people walked through the wet vegetable field and came to Greenhouse No. [-], Ron's mood suddenly became bad.Allergic to spiders and bugs since he was a child, he had to face a cruel fact that Professor Sprout showed the class a plant, an ugly creature they had never seen before.

In fact, they were less like plants and more like black, slimy slugs, sticking straight out of the soil.And each of them was wriggling slightly, and there were many shiny big bulges on their bodies, which seemed to be filled with liquid.

"Babo tuber," Professor Sprout told everyone cheerfully, "you need to squeeze it by hand, and you have to collect its pus."

"What?" Seamus Finnigan asked in disgust.

"Pug, Finnigan, pus," said Professor Sprout. "It's highly medicinal, don't waste it. Listen, you're going to collect the pus in these bottles. Put on your Your dragonhide gloves, undiluted babo tuber ichor, do unusual damage to the skin."

The girls all hesitated in disgust, only a few bold boys put on dragon leather gloves and walked over first.

"Aren't you afraid, Hermione?" Ron dragged at the end.

"There's nothing to be afraid of," Hermione put on her gloves and was about to pick up a balbo tuber like Orlando did.

Orlando found that the process of squeezing the tubers, though disgusting, was strangely satisfying.Whenever a bulge is squeezed, a large jet of viscous, yellow-green liquid will be ejected, and a pungent gasoline smell will be emitted.At this time, you need to pour them into the bottle quickly, otherwise the liquid will evaporate in the air soon.

"Have you ever made these before?" Hermione asked curiously, watching Orlando collect a full bottle.

"In fact, breeding medicinal materials and making potions is more suitable for mountain spirits and wild monsters than humans. I have also seen them operate in this way."

Hermione knew that there was a medicine garden in the backyard of Nicole Flamel's house, and there were many goblins and wild monsters living in it. She had also been there, but these strange creatures didn't like humans very much, so she didn't see how they were. processing medicinal materials.

"Did you learn from them?"

"Some are, but not all. After all, I don't have the ability to communicate with plants like them." Orlando shrugged.

At the end of the class, the students overcame their inner fear and nausea and collected several large bottles of babo tuber slime.

"Madam Pomfrey should be happy now." Ron frowned and swept the slime from his hands into the bottle. He never touched Barber Tuber from the beginning to the end, and he was slapping people the whole time.

Professor Sprout blocked the last bottle with a stopper, she clapped the bottle in her hand with satisfaction, and said to the students: "The pus of Babo tuber is the best medicine for treating stubborn acne, so you can Stop students from using drastic methods to get rid of their pimples."

The girls heard that babo tuber mucus has this magical effect, and when they looked at babo tuber, they didn't feel so disgusted, and Ron was the same, he was imagining whether babo tuber mucus could also get rid of his face After all, for an adolescent child, it is human nature to love beauty.

"Like poor Eloise Midgen," whispered Hufflepuff student Hannah Abbott; "she's trying to get the pimples off with a spell."

"Stupid girl," Professor Sprout said, shaking his head, "but Madam Pomfrey finally put her nose back on."

A deep and deep bell came from the castle, across the wet field, get out of class was over, and the students dispersed one after another.

The Hufflepuffs went up the stone steps to Transfiguration.The Gryffindor students went in the other direction, walking down the gently sloping lawn to Hagrid's cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

The students left the No. [-] greenhouse with great interest, and had a lively discussion on the way back.After all, what they learned today is very practical for them, and many girls have already started discussing where to get some babo tuber slime for beauty experiments.

"Orlando, do you know where I can get the slime from Babo's tuber?" Ron held back for a long time, and finally asked secretly.

"Just ask Professor Sprout for a little bit. Just now, so many girls asked her for it. Why didn't you just ask?"

"Aren't I embarrassed, I'm a man after all."

Orlando looked him up and down, Harry couldn't help but chuckle, and Hermione pursed her lips and pretended to look at the distant scenery.

"Let Hermione ask for some for you next time. Although it won't work, I know you won't be reconciled if you don't try it." Orlando patted him on the shoulder, holding back a smile, and said earnestly.

(End of this chapter)