People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 171 Poor Mandrake Doll

Chapter 171 Poor Mandrake Doll
"soon!"

The people in the greenhouse said in unison.

This also includes Professor Sprout.

They had all just seen an apparition of Hermione.

The short, simple woman joked, "I bet even the Golden Snidget can't catch up with your shadow."

"It's the headband," Hermione repeated in a low voice, "It's the headband. I just accidentally called upon my memory of high-speed movement."

Bajir summoned his memories, checked carefully, and noticed the small seal inscription that appeared when the headband was activated.

"That means this headband has a history of at least a thousand years."

The magic of recognizing words is activated.

"Memory is power."

"Memory is power?"

"Good fellow, Hermione, you are Kamen Rider W——the two people who use memories to fight? Two people as one can't match up."

"But there aren't many people who can do this. Otherwise, An Feng wouldn't have exchanged it so easily?"

"It's not very important in her memory either."

"Is it because of Hermione's identity as a first-generation wizard?"

Basil didn't think much about it, because Hermione turned into a phantom again in front of him.

From time to time, I felt a gentle touch on my cheeks and lips.

And there was an obvious soft touch from Hermione's hand gradually moving downwards.

Basil had no choice but to transform into a vampire and grabbed Hermione's collar by the back of her neck.

Her body was in the air, and her two short legs kept flapping, forming the outline of a wheel like in Tom and Jerry.

"Granger and Granger, can you please stop?" Professor Sprout said after having enough fun, "I need to tell you something."

Hermione gave up struggling, and when Bagel's hand loosened, she squatted down and held her head in her hands.

Now she just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"When I tell you to put on your earmuffs, make sure they cover your ears tightly," Professor Sprout said. "When it's safe to take them off, I give you two thumbs up. OK - put on your earmuffs."

Everyone wore earmuffs.

Including the crouching Hermione.

She stood up again with a red face.

The last pair of pink fuzzy earmuffs was put on by Sprout herself, and she seemed to like them very much.

Then she pulled out the mandrake amid everyone's silent screams.

Even though Bagel had its card, he was still surprised for a moment.

Under the grass leaves was not a grass root, but an ugly, spotted, light green skinned, screaming baby.

Until now, Bagel still cannot understand how the wizard who first discovered the benefits of mandrake used it medicinally.

The ginseng fruit in Journey to the West only looks like a fruit, but it tastes like a fruit when eaten.

But the Mandrake doll can cry and scream. The one in the Bagel [Magic Book] card can even have simple conversations.

Not to mention that they have flesh and blood like humans.

A mandrake attacked by a swamp pick was pulled out with nothing but a bloody mass - indistinguishable from the skinned and disemboweled skeleton of a human being.

Bagir was also very sure that when making the reducing potion, it was not the grass on the green-skinned baby's head that was used, but the body under the grass leaves.

The reduction potion is not so much a potion as it is a broth with various spices added.

Looking at the mandrake doll that Professor Sprout had stuffed into a large flowerpot and buried in the damp dark compost.

Baqir couldn't help but start saying Amen in his heart.

He did not believe in Christianity, but the Rebirth Mantra was too long. He had never heard it in its entirety in his previous life, and he did not go out of his way to look for it now.

He was certain that Mandrake had the potential to become humanoid like the Centaurs.

But their effectiveness is too amazing.

Its extraordinary vitality and magical power to restore the human body to a sound and complete state are very popular in the magic world where transfiguration and curses are prevalent.

Just like aphrodisiac animals in the Muggle world are easily poached.

This allows them to always be picked when they are “ripe”.

In the wild, mandrakes have an irresistible natural enemy, the swamp digger.

All that is not extinct is the protection of wizards.

They cannot live to the point of wisdom like the one in the Bajir card.

This made Bagel somewhat suspicious that the Mandrake was cultivated by a dark wizard.

This makes them completely uncompetitive against creatures that can dig holes in the wild.

It's just simply very useful for wizards.

Just like hybrid rice only has high yield, but without human cultivation it cannot compete with wild rice.

Baqir did not think further.

I saw that Professor Sprout had already made a gesture.

He touched the mandrake doll in the [Magic Book] with his mind and sighed, "Poor, poor thing."

Then he took off his earmuffs.

With other classmates.

After making sure everyone saw his gesture, Professor Sprout took off his earmuffs and said, "You already know that they are not fatal now."

"But, they'll knock you out for a few hours, and I don't think any of you want to miss the first day of school."

She paused.

Because she noticed that when they said this, Seamus, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott from Hufflepuff clearly showed interested expressions.

"you--"

"If anyone wants to take this opportunity to get a good night's sleep and skip class, I will make him regret it."

"Not only will I deduct points, I will also write a letter to his parents detailing his great achievements."

Simo and the others looked downcast.

Professor Sprout gave a satisfied smile, "So?"

"We must wear earmuffs." The students responded quickly.

She nodded, "Very well. I'll try to get your attention when it's time to pack up."

The bell rings.

Everyone except Bagir was covered in mud, sweating, and had sore backs.

Even Neville, the future master of Herbology, is the same.

Hermione was very puzzled. She memorized all of Professor Sprout's operations.

It was clearly the same operation, but the mandrake doll in her hand kept kicking its legs and struggling.

Not only did it give her shameful memories, it also made her hands and feet numb.

But Baqir was relaxed and natural.

While it took everyone else almost ten minutes to stuff the mandrake doll into the flowerpot, it took him less than a minute.

Hermione raised this question on the way to the common room and prepared to go back to the dormitory to take a shower.

As he walked, Bajir replied, "We Granger have always had a magical affinity with plants."

"Just like Harry is a Parseltongue and can talk to snakes."

Professor Sprout can do this probably because she knows the magic that is the predecessor of [Plant Affinity].

But after this time, he finally understood.

That magic may not have any spells or even any gestures.

It is a philosophy of life and the rewards you get from taking good care of plants.

Perhaps his ancestors gave back more, and it was engraved in their blood.

Basil suspected that Hagrid's talent for "Affinity with Magical Creatures" was also born from this - simply relying on his passionate heart for magical creatures.

After all, none of Hagrid's father's ancestors who could be found worked in the field of magical creatures.

The same is true for Spell Mastery and Dark Magic Mastery talents.

The Herbology class was followed by the Transfiguration class.

While others quickly finished their showers and ran to the Transfiguration classroom, Hermione was still taking a leisurely shower.

When the bell for class was about to ring, she went downstairs and came to the lounge, where Bagir was waiting.

"Why don't we compete to see who can run faster."

As soon as the words fell, only the phantom of Hermione was left there.

Basil shrugged and teleported himself directly to the classroom - the first row, in front of Professor McGonagall.

The classroom was instantly filled with exclamations.

Hermione was still on her way.

Seeing that students from the other three colleges were also present, the shocked Professor McGonagall said again, "B--Granger, what do you mean? You can't Apparate in Hogwarts." Then a black and brown phantom flashed by.

Another Granger appears.

The Ravenclaw and Slytherin students who did not witness Hermione's speed in the Herbology class began to doubt their eyes again.

Especially Slytherin students.

Among them, Pansy Parkinson kept muttering to herself, "Impossible. A mere mudblood. How could she..."

The last time she did this was when Hermione won first place in the grade.

Draco, who had long since given up his superstition about pure-bloods, looked at Pansy sadly.

How stupid and ignorant.

The future belongs to wizards.

Basil began to answer Professor McGonagall's question: "Because this is not Apparition--"

He looked at Hermione who lifted her ears, "Because my speed is faster than your eyes can detect, it creates the illusion of teleportation."

This is a lie, Bagir directly replaced the space.

After all, he agreed to compete with Hermione in speed.

"It wouldn't be nice to let her know that I cheated." Bagir muttered.

In reality, he smiled brightly and sunny, "Professor, it's time for class."

As the words fell, the phone rang.

This just happened to stop Professor McGonagall from asking how to solve the problem of wind pressure at high speeds.

She could only clear her throat and said, "Okay, be quiet."

The students who were whispering to each other during the first class of four houses gathered together immediately quieted down because of the appearance of the two Grangers.

"This is the first time in Hogwarts' history that four houses are taught together."

“I hope you can adapt.”

"But that's not the point today."

"What I'm most curious about is whether you have fallen behind in your studies after the summer vacation."

Ron and Harry turned pale.

They spent all their summer vacation having fun.

The existence of Sirius, the playboy, made their lives colorful, but also alienated them from their studies.

Lupin didn't say anything either. After learning about Harry's childhood, he didn't have the heart to interrupt.

So much so that neither of them completed their summer homework independently.

Lupin played a big role in this.

Professor McGonagall waved her wand.

A matchbox appeared in front of everyone.

“There’s a beetle in every matchbox.”

“Today’s content is about turning it into buttons.”

Seeing that Basil was about to draw his wand, she stopped him and said, "You don't have to. You've been in school almost all summer."

"I also know your level."

"What you need to do is to help guide those students who failed."

As she spoke, her eyes went straight to Harry and the others.

Their nervous, distracted expressions were too obvious.

This undoubtedly proves that they have forgotten all the knowledge they learned during the summer vacation.

Sure enough, in the following review, the blue light from the tips of the two people's staffs only allowed the beetles to exercise their bodies.

The beetle was running around the table trying to avoid the wand, but they couldn't light it.

They were almost about to poke their wands into each other's faces.

This made Professor McGonagall very upset.

In the past, Transfiguration classes were taught separately for each college, and they could tolerate poor performance of their own students.

Exclude students who are deliberately unsuccessful.

Today, the wisdom of Ravenclaw and the persistence of Hufflepuff have made students from both houses perform well.

Even Slytherin had students like Draco Malfoy who succeeded on the first try.

Even with people like Crabbe and Goyle holding them back.

But they were both at the bottom of the list last year.

Harry and Ron, whose grades were in the upper middle range last year, performed just like Crabbe and Goyle.

"You two—"

Hearing Professor McGonagall's voice that sounded like hell, Harry and Ron were in a panic and almost dropped their wands.

Harry, I don’t know what to do.

Ron muttered quietly, "It's the same in other colleges."

His eyes glanced at Bagir who was helping out everywhere.

Professor McGonagall put her right hand on her forehead, "Weasley, you——"

She didn't understand how the students in her own academy could be so stupid.

Can't you see that those girls are just pretending?

Just for Bajir's guidance.

She could tell at a glance that they were deliberately failing, making mistakes when they were about to successfully cast a spell, treating others as blind.

Harry poked Ron in the stomach with his elbow and whispered, "Are you crazy? Those girls are just pretending, can't you see that?"

Ron's body stiffened and his brain suddenly blocked.

He wanted to say it was his wand's fault.

But the next second, he remembered that he had not used his brother's old wand for a long time.

Baqir's money-saving trick allowed his parents to buy him a new wand.

"Ten points from Gryffindor!"

"You don't pay attention in class and you talk back!"

Professor McGonagall's next cold and angry words made Ron tremble with fear.

"And Basil, come help Harry and Ron."

As soon as Baqir left.

Those female students who had never succeeded before succeeded in an instant and turned the beetle into a button.

Professor McGonagall stormed back to the podium.

As soon as she left, Harry and Ron immediately whispered, "Basil, come and help us."

"You two are really something." Bagir was speechless.

If he hadn't read the novel, he really couldn't believe that the two of them could defeat Voldemort.

"Have you really forgotten everything?"

“I taught you that before.”

"Before casting the spell, silently recite the product you want to transform three times in your mind. This will increase the success rate of the transformation."

"Although this cannot be used in actual combat, it can still be used to cope with exams and classroom tests."

"Huh?" Ron's eyes lost focus. "Really?"

Harry ruffled his hair, "Sounds familiar."

"Let me give you a hint," Baqir said unhappily, "the school of thought and philosophy."

Ron: My scalp is itchy. Oh no, I need to grow a brain.

Harry suddenly realized, "I remember!"

He immediately pointed his wand at the beetle, as if he were playing billiards.

“It can help focus your attention through extra movements.”

"Recite what you want to transform in advance."

The wand rubbed between his fingers.

Three times in a row.

Chant the mantra.