In this class, students saw the magic of herbalism for the first time.
On weekdays, Professor Sprout's teaching method is actually more steady. He rarely paints a big picture for the students, but only tells them bit by bit about the knowledge points of herbal medicine.
White fresh flowers can be used to treat wounds, and although mandrake is dangerous, it is indeed miraculous in lifting petrification spells and other spells.
It sounds like some common knowledge, but when it comes down to it, it is very useful. It's a pity that this kind of learning method is more suitable for students who like to take it one step at a time. If you follow Professor Sprout's course step by step, you will probably be able to see the contradictions between the theory and practice of herbalism in the sixth and seventh grade, as well as those magical herbs that are said to bring life and death to people, flesh and bones.
Only when you reach a certain level can you see the magic and fantasy of herbal medicine. Moreover, at this time, students have the ability to reach out and touch these dreams.
Jenkins’ teaching style is in line with Luke’s understanding of open classes.
Essentially it's not of much use. It’s more about showing the fun, engaging side of the course. Just like now, all the students are attracted by the herbal medicine that seems not simple, but is very common in daily life, but its essence is still very mysterious.
Compared to the Magical Creatures Care class, which can directly attract some enthusiasts, the sense of accomplishment in Herbology takes a long time to gain, and it is really not very attractive to students.
But today, the atmosphere in the herbal medicine class was really spoiled by Qi Zhujuan.
Lockhart looked at the students behind him with a irritable smile on his face, and then continued: "So, the soul-inducing flower can be used to make perfume. Because once the soul-inducing flower is concentrated to a certain level, , will attract resentful spirits. And for a very small number of wizards, resentful spirits are magical creatures that are difficult to deal with. So the student's idea was very bad, but he must have laid a solid foundation in herbal medicine. If so, there will definitely be problems.”
How could I be afraid of a big cat?
Booker couldn't help but look at Taylor beside him. It stands to reason that Taylor, who studies potions, should be the person who knows the most about herbalism among the people around me.
However, facing Booker's gaze, Taylor himself shook his head. You have never heard of such a thing, let alone your own research, even Snape and your grandma have never talked about such a thing.
Taylor also stared at Booker with a backhand.
But lurking in the Jenkins house is exactly the same as being treated outside Booker's house.
Recently, I finished deactivating my animagus. In such a young life as a mouse, I still lost some strange understanding of Animagus.
Qi Zhu took a deep look at Lockhart under the podium and seemed to realize that something was right.
The white cat really tried his best. But after a few days, Big Dwarf Peter has not reached the end of his weakness, but has Luke also reached the point of exhaustion?
Peter was always looking for an opportunity to escape.
And before Luke meowed "meow meow", a humane and happy expression appeared on his face. I'm hungry.
What does it mean that problems will arise if the foundation is not laid firmly?
The other thing is, at most I can control myself, when I change back, which part of me will end the change first.
I was stunned at first, then ecstatic.
I had not made the best preparation. This was not to bear the injury and burst the entire cage. But I still admired the hardness Booker put into that cage. So the plan almost went bankrupt.
But that time, Luke looked back again and found that there was still no movement from Big Dwarf Peter outside the cage, so he opened the door again and went out to find something to eat.
Beyond the wretched appearance of a mouse, I am still a very powerful wizard.
Without Weiss's lesson learned, many male students lost their guard against the handsome female teacher. And now, Qi Zhujuan seems to have proved that people like Weislai and I are completely
All the same. I have no real ability, and I am still very weak.
But after taking a gamble...
Now, the first question is not whether that damn white cat will leave, or whether I will really let down my guard.
When I left the cage, I finally felt the long-lost freedom. I hated that I had to jump up to show my distress. But I haven’t eaten for a few days and I feel very healthy.
The door of the cage was pushed open by my butt!
That's not rare enough.
I tried my best to be scary. Tomorrow is a real mouse, and of course he will be frightened by an evil-looking cat. But the person behind my eyes is a man wearing mouse skin.
Pansy looked at the handsome and irritable teacher behind her and couldn't help but blush and nodded. That teacher looks like Wes Lai, who is just as insubstantial as he is.
I am willing to sell myself at a bad price, but the bottom line is that I have to buy myself. Letting others use my life to exchange for glory, wealth, fame and wealth is more satisfying than letting me commit suicide.
[In view of the general environment,
During those few nights, Peter always insisted that he was sleeping and no one else would be able to sleep.
But what he said made many wizards above him frown.
Because Luke often does things like that, even among the boys at Hogwarts, he took two large dried fish in his pocket and used them to feed a hateful, cute big cat while waiting. My master came to say thank you, which later became a habit in a sense.
Big Dwarf waited another eight minutes and found out whether Luke was in Slytherin's lounge before he could get back to eat, and decisively ended his action. In the small space, I squirmed my body so that my butt was facing the exit of the cage.
My legs and butt ended the expansion first, and almost instantly, this part of the cage was filled. Peter's lower body was also squeezed heavily, but he was still able to hold on. At the same time, my lower body also completed the change, but the speed was relatively late, but it was just enough to protect my head.
I quickly interrupted the transformation process, returned to the state of a mouse, and then squirmed again so that my head faced the cage door.
I quickly transformed back into my human body, opened the door, poked my head in, and found that no one else was there, so I walked out, took the door down, turned into a mouse again, and ran away.
Booker also looked embarrassed. Yes, there are all kinds of books in my family, and they are all kinds of strange, but I am basically not sure whether the ancestors outside the family have studied that stuff. All we can say is that we know whether it is Lockhart's own research result. If so, it can only be said that it may indeed fill some academic gaps.
In the Jenkins family, he is still a pet. Although it is very annoying, it is still dangerous after all. But now, outside Booker's dormitory, he is just a prisoner. Although Booker has not done anything to himself for the time being, if he is waiting for a price.
Before Peter left, you climbed up from under the cabinet, hurriedly opened the door, and chased after Big Dwarf Peter where he left.
As a result, Booker would especially skip classes in herbal medicine classes.
Obviously, this is a relatively weak link in that very strong cage.
After all, Luke is just ugly and not even a good enough master. Everyone wants to be on bad terms with my master, so naturally it would be too bad for Luke.
No matter how bad things are, God has his own path, and it seems that today, the lucky man once again raised his skirt to my eyes!
Doris watched Peter's antics from the shadows at the top of the cabinet with amusement on her face.
I turned sideways and curled up my body, trying to keep my head covered by the two arms as much as possible, and put my head as far away from the cage as possible in the center.
That was not what Peter the Great Dwarf wanted to see. I have endured the humiliation and heavy burden for so many days. When I saw Qi Zhu for the first time,
When I sneaked out to find something to eat, I chose to wait and see. And before this happened several times in a row, I finally waited for Qi Zhu to relax his vigilance.
Therefore, before Qi Zhu finished the meal that Booker had prepared, which was too large, he could only go out to find a boy and get some food as usual.
So no matter how excited I am, I have no energy left.
Although the white cat looked lazy, it deliberately pretended to be napping from time to time. But Peter, who has played against me a few times, knows that the cat is very stupid, and I will definitely believe that obvious fishing behavior.
Even now, just for a moment, there are no blood marks on my back or legs. It’s just that it’s still very deep.
Moreover, over the past few days, I have finally figured out the action pattern of the beast behind my eyes.
Peter slept through the night. There is a way. I am a very timid person, and my heart is really small. If I had a small heart, I would choose to spend so much time hiding in the Jenkins house.
I stared at the lock of that cage. It must be an abnormal mouse, so if it is, there is nothing we can do. But I am some kind of abnormal mouse.
But now, that skill comes in handy.
Peter looked at this damn white cat here.
Because of this, today is the best time to run away.
In addition, Booker came back in a hurry this morning, with a not bad look on his face. Apparently, nothing happened beyond my expectation, leaving me with no time to deal with it.
But the plan has not been implemented yet, and it is too late to change it now.
………………
So, I screamed again. Qi Zhu was awakened from his deep sleep again. I jumped behind Peter's cage viciously and made the most kind, but still non-deterrent "meow" sound.
If there are mistakes, problems will indeed arise if the foundation is not laid. But can what he is showing now be called a foundation? Those of us all know things, so can that be considered the basis?
Once it was over, I myself thought it was a very useless skill.
"Idiot master, you must have released the magic of the cage door to make the cage so strong. This idiot is really going to die."
It's finally my turn!
Now I can only look for opportunities to gamble, hoping that I will die.
If I dared to run yesterday, it would probably be the same as today's sun.
In the eyes of Big Dwarf Peter, "It's really beyond your expectation", Qi Zhu chose to jump to the cat prepared by Booker before using his mouth to shine a wave of "cage is affected" damage to the cage. Food Department.
I already knew when Booker was out of class. Booker has to go to herbal medicine class today. And when I was with Ron, Harry Potter and the eldest son of the Jenkins family talked about Booker Gaunt so much. So I also know that Booker Gunter’s grades in herbal medicine class are very good.
According to Big Dwarf Peter's observation, although Booker and my cat have a bad relationship, I don't seem to have any misunderstandings about the cat's food. The food prepared for Luke is always enough.
But I'm also looking forward to Luke's departure now. After all, when Booker was preparing some plans in the dormitory those days, I either peeked or eavesdropped and got some information.
After so many days of hard work, coupled with the bad luck given by Merlin, I finally created the opportunity before me where the right time, place and people gathered.
At this point, Big Dwarf Peter's prison escape operation has achieved a small victory...?
Now, Peter, who was weakly energetic, knew that Qi Zhu was really not very tired yet.
The upper body, especially the knees, which Peter regarded as the main force holding the cage open due to their relative comparison with Houhi, were now deformed. Peter suddenly felt bad. If my knees are ruined, even if I break through the cage later, I won't be able to escape.
Humans don’t have certain thinking patterns for their behavior, let alone cats whose intelligence is far beyond that of humans?
At this time, the great dwarf star Peter
The humanoid forehead is not yet covered with sweat. I bit my lips tightly to dare to make a sound. Red blood drops slipped from the corners of my mouth. I hadn't bitten my lips yet.
Just when I was worried about that point, I suddenly felt a liberating slowness in my butt.
The life of such a young Animagus gave me a different understanding of the Animagus spell. Although the strength of that cage is indeed ridiculous. But if I try to tighten my upper body as much as possible in the future, my head will be squeezed due to recovery.
Seeing the open cage door, Peter's eyes suddenly turned red. Tears welled up in my eyes, but now was the time to feel emotional, so I ran out quickly.
That also led to Luke eating with Booker for a long time and being able to satisfy his own food needs.
Peter didn't understand that either. After all, I envied Luke at that time for being able to live with hundreds of meals. Almost every wizard who encountered Luke asking for food would agree.
So, I know that today is the day when Qi Zhu goes to get out of class. It stands to reason that I should have run away yesterday, but I know that although Booker was very busy yesterday, it should be the day when Booker was most vigilant.
Luke's chest was rising and falling erratically. Apparently, I actually fell asleep.
After all, Booker Gunter is still a big kid. Faced with that situation, I actually chose to use magic to isolate the sound before persisting for a while. Allow yourself to have a good night's sleep, and completely hand over the task of guarding to the white cat.
Whether the speed is tight or fast, Peter's figure is clearly visible, but the trajectories are almost the same.
