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

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 are you talking about? I 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——"