Save the world from Hogwarts

With that said, Professor Sprout motioned for the children to put on their earmuffs.

She looked around to make sure everyone was wearing them, then put on gloves, gathered the mandrake leaves together, and held them in her hands.Then use tools to loosen the soil bit by bit, and then lift the mandrake up.

Under the leaves of mandrake, there are rhizomes as big as an adult's palm.The appearance of the rhizome is very strange, completely like a baby's head, body, limbs, and a big mouth on the head.

The mandrake screamed with its mouth open in Professor Sprout's hand.Lin Zhen could feel its hysteria, but couldn't hear its cry at all.

Then, Professor Sprout stuffed the mandrake into a larger pot, sprinkled soil on the mandrake, covered it tightly, and then motioned to the children to take off their earmuffs.

"The steps for transplanting Mandrake are what I just demonstrated," said Professor Sprout. "The key point is to transplant the mandrake from the old pot to the new pot as quickly as possible to prevent the Mandrake from growing. Leaving the soil for too long and becoming irritable will make transplanting more difficult."

The children all expressed that they had grasped the key points.

"Well, now you work as a team of two," Professor Sprout said gently. "One is responsible for catching the mandrakes, and the other is responsible for loosening and covering the soil."

Lin Zhen teamed up with the Ravenclaw classmate sitting next to him and successfully transplanted their mandrake.

"It is worth mentioning," Professor Sprout added as the class was about to end, "that mandrake is the most important medicinal herb for the treatment of petrification."

The children nodded solemnly and wrote this down in their notes.

In the afternoon, a Gryffindor student handed him a small note from Dumbledore.The small note told him the time and place of tonight's special training.

At 06:30 in the evening, Lin Zhen came to the principal's office on the eighth floor as scheduled.

Fox preened his feathers on a gilded perch.Its long and colorful tail feathers look extremely beautiful.

If Draco had seen it, he would have wanted to pluck a feather just like he always wanted to pluck the feathers from the peacocks in his own garden.

Because Lin Zhen came a little early, Dumbledore was not in the office.Lin Zhen wanted to discuss it with Fox and see if it was willing to give him a feather.

"Fox," Lin Zhen walked into Fox with a harmless look, "Good evening."

He reached out and touched Fox, who rubbed his palm with enjoyment.

"You are so beautiful, Fox." Lin Zhen said seductively, "You are so beautiful that you are breathtaking."

Fox seemed very happy. He squawked happily and flapped his wings.

"Your feathers are gorgeous and smooth." Lin Zhen stroked Fox's beautiful tail feathers, "Can you give me one?"

As soon as Lin Zhen finished speaking, Fox quickly pulled out the tail feathers from his hand, jumped to the other end of the perching branch, and looked at him warily. Lin Zhen didn't know why Fox's little face showed such wariness. expression, but he did feel that Fox was looking at him warily.

"What a pity." Lin Zhen spread her hands, indicating that she had no evil intentions. "Since you don't want to, I won't force you."

Fox pressed himself against the wall, twisted his little head slightly, and stopped looking at Lin Zhen.

"Phoenix feathers are very precious," Dumbledore's voice suddenly came from behind the desk. "It can not only be used as a potion material, but also used to make wands."

"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore." Lin Zhen turned around and sat politely opposite Dumbledore. "I remember that my wand was made of phoenix feathers. When I bought the wand before, Mr. Ollivander told me that I His wand is a phoenix tail feather, made of holly."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, looked at Fox reassuringly, and said to Lin Zhen, "Coincidentally, the phoenix tail feathers in your wand were provided by Fox."

Lin Zhen's eyes widened with surprise on her face, and she acted like a 12-year-old child. If I come to Dumbledore's office a few more times, maybe I can enter the entertainment industry, Lin Zhen thought.

"Yes," Dumbledore smiled kindly, understanding Lin Zhen's surprise, "Mr. Ollivander once asked me for Fawkes' feathers, and Fawkes gave him two."

"You mean" Lin Zhen's eyes widened, "Mr. Ollivander once said that Voldemort's wand and mine are brother wands because the inner core of our wands comes from the same phoenix. "

"Yes," Dumbledore's kind smile faded a little, and a trace of sadness and self-blame crept into his eyes, "When Voldemort was in school at Hogwarts, he was smart and handsome. He was loved by all the professors. except me."

"Then how did he become a Dark Lord?" Lin Zhen asked curiously.

Lin Zhen felt that perhaps the birth of Voldemort, the Dark Lord, had something to do with Dumbledore. It was not just the imperceptible self-blame in Dumbledore's eyes, but also something expressed in his words.

"Come to think of it, I think I'm responsible for this," Dumbledore said.

Lin Zhen was a little surprised by Dumbledore's frankness. He thought that a great wizard like Dumbledore, who had accomplished so many things, would choose to conceal or deny such things for the sake of his image. But Dumbledore was very straightforward and said it. .

"When Voldemort was a child," Dumbledore recalled, "I served as his tutor to the orphanage to guide him."

Apparently, memories of Voldemort are not good ones.Dumbledore began to frown.

"His headmaster told me," Dumbledore's voice sounded a little erratic, "that Tom hung another child from the ceiling in order to steal his bedroom."

"Tom" Lin Zhen asked.

The name on that strange black diary is Tom Riddle. Perhaps, he is actually Voldemort.

"Yes, Tom." Dumbledore's eyes were soft, "This is Voldemort's name. Maybe he thought this name was too common. After graduation, he officially changed his name to Voldemort."

"Then you..." Lin Zhen almost confirmed that Tom Riddle was Voldemort's name.

"I was very young at the time and was very angry when I heard the news," Dumbledore said. "I used magic to burn his wardrobe and force him to confess his actions."

"He repented"

"Yeah, but I don't think he's sincerely repentant."

Lin Zhen nodded in agreement.

"Professor Dumbledore," Lin Zhen hesitated before speaking, "With all due respect, I think the way you handled it was not very good."