Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 12, Section 12: Greenhouse No. 1

Everything is connected.

Sheen checked the class schedule again.

Ravenclaw Year 1:

Monday morning:

Potions class, Potions class;

Monday afternoon:

History of Magic.

注意：一年级小巫师的上课时间是周一到周五，上午9:00—12:00，下午14:00—15:30】

The first year of Hogwarts was undoubtedly easy, with no classes starting at 3:30 in the afternoon.

This also means that young wizards need to develop more self-learning abilities.

After half a roast chicken on the long table in the auditorium,

Sheen's cheeks puffed out. Herbs were different from potions, although some plants were still dangerous.

However, Sheen can avoid dangerous plants and use safe magical plants to increase his proficiency.
For example, herbs like Dictamnus dasycarpus and daisy.

if only……

He could find Professor Sprout and get Mrs. Sprout to allow him into the greenhouse.
For example, doing odd jobs is a good job.

Just then, several senior Hufflepuff wizards walked past Sheen, and their conversation caught her attention.

"Hurry up, Professor Sprout needs to prepare for the first class for the new students today, we'll be busy for a while."

"It's the same every year, and I'm quite happy to help the professor process the herbs."

I just hope I don't run into those serrated trifoliate plants this year. Do you know what they are?

"Huh?! You mean you've been sneezing for three weeks and you haven't even looked into that herb?"

"I thought you guys were talking about me behind my back."

“We are indeed criticizing you, but no one can criticize you for three weeks in a row, just like you can’t date for three weeks in a row.”

"Hey! Can you please stop making fun of me like that all the time..."

"If you don't put itching powder in our hats and inside..."

"Hehe, stop talking, I was wrong."

Just as the three Hufflepuff wizards were about to pass by, Sheen quickly stood up and peeked out from behind the long table.

"The serrated trifoliate plant is probably a sneezing plant, which is a poisonous plant."

It is often used in sedatives and disorientants, and the dried leaves can also be used to make sneeze powder.

If you don't want to get infected, it's best to stay at least two meters away from it, as its pollen can be dispersed by the wind.

Sheen's voice, though young, was strong enough to make the three wizards stop in their tracks.

"Learned little wizard, you must be a Ravenclaw freshman, right?"
But you really shouldn't have told Bruce the truth; he deserved to sneeze.

The wizard with fluffy brown hair had a mocking look in his eyes.

"Hey, at least don't do it in front of other people..."

The short-haired wizard beside him spoke up helplessly.

"If you don't put itching powder in our hats and inside..."

A slightly overweight male wizard interrupted.

"I'm begging you two to let this go..."

He said this, but there wasn't a trace of regret on his face; on the contrary, he seemed somewhat...

If Sheen wasn't mistaken, that seemed to be reminiscing?

"Oh, thank you for telling me that. Sneezing for three weeks in a row is no fun."
But we have to go now. Next time we meet, I'll treat you to Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.

Just as they were about to leave, they heard Sheen's voice:

“I’ve always wanted to learn about those magical herbs. Can I go with you to help Professor Sprout process the herbs?”
I can remember all the plants in my first-grade textbook; maybe that will help.

Sheen quickly listed his strengths and then waited for the result.

In fact, even if these upperclassmen from Hufflepuff didn't take him, he would have gone by himself after hearing the news.

"Huh?" The brown-haired wizard looked troubled.

"Really?! You memorized that book that's as thick as a brick?!"

Bruce's eyes widened.

"Bruce! Professor Sprout never said we could bring people over!"

The wizard with fluffy brown hair immediately knew what his companion was about to do.

"Don't worry, Leon, there are no dangerous plants in Greenhouse Number One, remember?"

Moreover, having one more person will make us much faster.

I have a divination class this afternoon, and I don't want to miss the tarot-themed afternoon tea party.

The short-haired wizard, Bruce, looked at Sheen with great interest.

“Sorry, but I have to ask a few questions to make sure you don’t end up like those little wizards who make a mess of the greenhouse.”

He looked apologetic.

What is the nickname of the Arios Tree?

He spoke quickly and urgently.

"Hyena tree".

Sheen answered quickly.

"The shape of the leaves of the white safflower?"

"Elliptical, oblong, or oblong-lanceolate."

What does mistletoe produce?

“Mistletoe berries, a white berry, are an excellent ingredient for making common antidotes and forgetfulness potions.”

"Please make sure you come with us."

Bruce grasped Sheen's hand, his expression extremely serious, while the two people beside him also showed expressions of surprise.

“My name is Bruce, and they are Leon and Pister.”

"Sheen Green".

……

And so, Sheehan got the chance to go to Greenhouse Number One, where they would help Professor Sprout process herbs.
This includes removing weeds, collecting some mature herbs, and driving away the tendrils that have extended from Greenhouse No. 3.

“Those dangerous plants always seem to have a particular fondness for Greenhouse Number One,”

Bruce spread his hands and then earnestly instructed Sheehan.
"Although this is rare, if you discover it, remember to notify the professor."

Sheen silently remembered his words.
Then, in the warm Scottish Highlands sunshine, Sheehan followed the three familiar faces out of the castle.
We arrived at three domed buildings of different sizes.

They have arched roofs with skylights made up of several large panes of glass.

"There's one more thing. Greenhouse number one is at the very front. If you go to the wrong one, you can only pray that Professor Sprout is there."
Just kidding, just remember to run fast.

Bruce explained many details to Sheehan along the way.

Although he may seem unreliable, he is never ambiguous when it comes to important matters.

As he spoke, Leon and Pistol nodded in agreement, clearly showing their approval.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, a suffocatingly hot and humid atmosphere immediately rushed out.

A layer of white fog instantly covered Pister's glasses.

As far as the eye can see, there are layers upon layers of dazzling green plants.

A huge, bumpy, pumpkin-shaped plant;

A sneezing grass planted in a flowerpot, with only a noisy clump of leaves sticking out at the top.

And the wooden frame with intertwined vines around the greenhouse.

The shelves were filled with all sorts of oddly shaped flower pots.
Some of the plants inside were emitting smoke, some had leaves that pulsated like hearts, and others bore luminous, jewel-like fruits.

Only a narrow path was left for passage.

In the middle of the path stood a short witch with flowing gray hair.

(End of this chapter)