Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

In Greenhouse One, Professor Sprout brought out a potted plant that looked like a huge, fat, black slug.

"Does anyone know what this is?"

A Ravenclaw boy raised his hand.

"Eddie Camilleche."

"It's the babo tuber, Professor, and its thick juice cures acne, but when left undiluted it causes sores and boils."

"Perfect answer, five points for Ravenclaw."

After Professor Sprout finished speaking, he asked them to observe closely while explaining.

"Babo tuber is a highly valuable potion. It is extremely ugly. It doesn't look like a plant, but more like a black, slimy slug."

After speaking, tell them to put on dragon leather gloves and squeeze the big bulge on Babo Tuber's body, it will flow out a foul-smelling yellow-green liquid, which feels very bad.

The entire greenhouse smelled of pus from Babo tubers, and she almost shed tears. Under Jessica's expression of being saved, Charlotte made a mask out of parchment paper, copied a copy and handed it to her, wearing it on the face.

Today's task was to collect the pus of Babo's tuber. Charlotte was very good at handling herbs. He quickly collected a large bucket and put back the half-shrunk Babo's tuber.

The herbal medicine class is taught in two consecutive classes, my legs are numb while standing, and I have to endure the psychological discomfort to serve this group of delicate medicinal materials.

A few fumbled to get the pus on themselves, but thanks to the cover of the clothes, it didn't cause any major problems, and Sprout had to remind them over and over again.

With desperation written all over her face, Jessica collapsed and squeezed, and when the get out of class was over, she threw the ribabo tuber away.

"In this life and the next life, I don't want to see this stuff anymore."

The students who heard Jessica's words agreed with their faces. Many students were covered with mud, and the continuous herbal medicine class made everyone sweat profusely and have backaches.

"Come on, I'm starving."

Jessica, who was still complaining about her discomfort just a second ago, thought of the food in the auditorium, and was filled with chicken blood again, rushing towards the food in a hurry.

Before entering the auditorium, you can smell the food.

"Fried chicken, grilled sausages, steak, small cakes!"

Jessica smelled them and identified them one by one. The auditorium was full of students who were eating, chattering, and the two found vacant seats to sit down.

The division of colleges can be reflected during meals, and it is rare to have a meal at a table.

There is a long table next to Slytherin, why do you always put the little lion and the little snake together, Charlotte complained.

When Marcus Flint saw Charlotte, he walked over from the other end. He was very strong. After all, he was the captain of Quidditch. How could he play Quidditch if he was not in good health?

Invited Charlotte to join Quidditch as a Seeker. Since seeing Charlotte's flying skills, he has never given up the idea of ​​​​pulling her into the team.

"Thank you, but I don't really want to spend too much time on Quidditch practice, you know, school is busy."

Before Marcus left, he still expressed the hope that she could come to participate in the selection of Quidditch players next week.

"Really not going to participate in Quidditch? Obviously you have such a good flying talent."

"I like flying quite a bit, but it's fine to take part in Quidditch. I go to training in rain or shine, and my scalp tingles just thinking about it."

Charlotte was eating strawberry jelly, and the table was filled with all kinds of snacks, such as pumpkin cake, cranberry biscuits, and chocolate ice cream. Jessica was not surprised by this.

As Charlotte once said, studying is hard enough, why not let me eat something sweet?

Next to Slytherin was the long table of Gryffindor. Jessica frowned, watching the Weasley twins keep looking at this side, and stretched out her arm to poke Charlotte.

"?What's wrong."

Jessica lifted her chin, motioning her to look across the way, where the Weasley twins were waving at her, turning the paper into a little mouse and throwing it over.

Charlotte pinched the tail of the little mouse that was trying to steal her cake, and pointed her wand at the mouse.

"Quick recovery."

The content of the paper is as follows, see you at the same place next Saturday at 12 o'clock, your loyal companions: George and Fred.

"It's only the first day, and they're thinking about night tours!"

Jessica, who was watching clearly, admired the energy of the Weasley twins.

"So, aren't you going?"

"No, no, no, I won't waste a good night's sleep. My skin has lost its luster recently."

"In your case, you need to buy a few bottles of beauty potion."

Jessica's eyes lit up, and she quickly turned her head to look at Charlotte. Charlotte understood what she wanted to say from her eyes, and cruelly broke her fantasy.

"I don't have it, buy it!"

After eating and drinking, the two of them spread out on the lawn for a while, and then went back to the lounge.

Taking out the parchment and quill ink, Charlotte organized what she wanted to say before starting to write a reply with ink.

The rustling sound of the quill writing on the parchment was very obvious in the dormitory. Jessica was eating multi-flavored beans boredly, looking at the slogan on the box.

Life is Bibi multi-flavored beans, you never know what the next bite will be.

Randomly picked a blue one and put it in his mouth, his expression changed instantly, and he spat out the multi-flavored beans.

"Canned herring!"

After eating several earthy and rotten egg flavors one after another, Jessica stuffed the multi-flavored beans into the drawer roughly, and took out the licorice lollipop to soothe the injured sense of taste.

It took some time to write the reply letter, seal it with wax, and send it out when Duobao comes back tomorrow.

"Would you like some zizi honey candy?"

Charlotte declined, and had to wash up again after eating. She took out the book in her wallet, and started with the book teaching you about Animagus.

"What is an Animagus?"

Jessica, who was lying on the bed, saw the title of the book sharply.

"Do you still remember that Professor McGonagall can turn into a cat? That's Animagus. Animagus can turn wizards into animals, but they can't turn them into magical creatures. The animal they turn into is closely related to me. .”

If it becomes a bird or a large beast, it is still useful. If unfortunately it becomes a cockroach or a mouse, Chi Chi Chi, Charlotte's goal is not to become an ordinary animal, but to become a magical animal.

The content in the book was quite different from what Charlotte had learned before. After reading a third of it, Jessica urged her to turn off the lights and go to bed.

There was no class the next morning, so Charlotte, who finished her morning jog as usual, mailed the letter, went to the kitchen to eat and drink, and brought Jessica a copy.

I got up at noon, gnawing on the reheated pumpkin pie.

In the afternoon is the transformation class, and most of the first week's courses are review.

When get out of class was over, Charlotte approached Professor McGonagall with the Animagus book in her arms.

"Animagus are not for second-year students, Miss Charlotte."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and spoke sternly, trying to dissuade her from the idea.

Charlotte talked a lot about Animagus, and Professor McGonagall's expression softened.

"It seems that you are not on a whim, but I still want to warn you, Animagus is very dangerous, and you must never do it alone. I am very relieved that you can come to me."

Professor McGonagall's tone loosened, and Charlotte asked several questions while the iron was hot.

"If you want to perform an Animagus, you will turn into a certain animal and then back into a human form. Generally, this is a success. Some books say that the reason why wizards cannot turn into magical creatures is because the wizard's magic power and magical creatures are two different things. kind of system."

Charlotte paused for a while, and said her thoughts, "If I choose a magical creature, understand its structure and the operation of magic power, and operate in the way of a magical creature when performing Animagus, I will Can it turn into the same magical creature, and then use the magic power of the wizard to re-create the human form."

After a few words, Professor McGonagall buzzed for a long time, and sharply found the loopholes in Charlotte's sentence.

"What you said is only theoretically feasible, but how can a wizard learn and use the magic power of a magic creature, let alone switch between the two methods freely? The most important point is how do you observe the magic creature and your own magic power .”

"Professor McGonagall, I don't know if you know about it. In the Muggle world, there is a subject called biology, which is the study of various animals. Muggles can use various instruments to conduct research. I plan to start from this aspect."

Although he couldn't understand the biology subject that Charlotte said, Professor McGonagall did not stubbornly deny it.

After discussing with Professor McGonagall for a long time, before exhausting Professor McGonagall's patience, he wisely let the professor go and said goodbye reluctantly.

Professor McGonagall really has nothing to say about the fact that the four colleges are treated equally. Looking at the full notes, Charlotte is satisfied.

The days in class really go by quickly. The content of the second grade is too simple for Charlotte. After completing the task, they all do their own things in class. Most of the professors turn a blind eye to this and close their eyes. One eye, except for Potions.

one morning.

Since Charlotte asked Ravenclaw's Zhang Qiu to ride a broomstick together, it was rare that she didn't bother with the batch of microscopes she just got. She pulled Jessica, who was still breathing, and ran to the Quidditch pitch.

The Quebec Stadium is very large. There are three pillars on both sides. Iron rings are hung on the pillars. It is a bit like an enlarged version of something used to blow bubbles. The seats of different colleges are separated.

If not, when playing Quidditch, the ghost knows whether the excited audience will fight with the people next to them first, so as to defend the Quidditch team of their own college.

Today is an important day for selecting Quidditch players, so there are many people.

"Zhang Qiu, this way."

Jessica first saw Zhang Qiu who was nervously wandering in place holding a broom, and shouted loudly.

"Don't be nervous, with us here to cheer you on, you will be fine. You know, Ravenclaw's level in Quidditch has not been satisfactory."

Looking at Zhang Qiu who didn't relax at all, he was even more disturbed by Jessica's reverse comfort, muttering.

"I re-watched the origin of Quidditch yesterday, and I always feel that there is something missing. God, I should read it again!"

"Calm down, Zhang Qiu, sports are not just about reading books. Don't forget the training we did last semester. I dare say that you fly much better than most people here."

Charlotte leaned on the railing, looked at the people flying around in the sky, and comforted her.