HP in the name of Slytherin

Professor Sprout took the little wizards to browse the greenhouses. Starting from the first greenhouse, they walked through the greenhouses open to students, telling them relevant precautions while walking.

Most greenhouses look ordinary, and if Professor Sprout hadn't told them otherwise, they would look like ordinary plants.

Occasionally, one or two greenhouses will be a bit special, such as seaweed-like herbs planted in the water that can move automatically without wind, or gillweed that allows people to breathe in the water.

Some herbal branches swayed as if they were alive, and they were trying to interact with the little wizards. Instead of being afraid, the little wizards found them more interesting. With the permission of Professor Sprout, everyone was able to touch them. leaves.

Unfortunately, there was less interaction after all. Gradually, some of the little wizards got bored and slowly moved from Professor Sprout to the middle and back sections, listening to the lectures while muttering to their friends.

Catherine noticed that Black and Potter were two of the young wizards who had fallen into the middle and lower stages. Black still looked world-weary and dissolute, while Potter became increasingly impatient and would secretly poke at the herbs in the greenhouse from time to time.

He is a common active member of this age group. Being sorted into Gryffindor, exploring the world is almost engraved in their bones. Therefore, minor injuries are common, so Potter found that something seemed to be injured on his fingertips. The plant didn't pay much attention when it was scratched.

The wound didn't hurt at all. It seemed that he had been injured in the first few greenhouses, and he still listened carefully to the lectures in the first few greenhouses. There were no dangerous herbs.

Catherine, who was hiding her merit and fame, winked at the tall Agatha next to her.

This burly girl has an unexpectedly meticulous mind. She was the quickest to understand what Catherine meant in the break room at noon. It’s the same now. After receiving Catherine’s gaze, she moved her body to block Catherine and let her quickly leave the front row. Fall behind.

"Next is the third greenhouse. Don't touch the plants inside without my permission," Professor Sprout's voice came faintly from the front, "The mandrakes you will learn about next year are planted here."

To be honest, Professor Sprout's voice was very loud. Even if the little wizards were standing sparsely, everyone in the greenhouse could still hear her voice clearly.

However, she told her several times not to touch her, and Potter touched her several times, but nothing happened.

"Why are there no flying lessons on Monday..." Catherine heard him complain quietly to Blake beside him.

There are little wizards like him in the middle and later stages. In addition to Gryffindor, there are also Slytherins, including Heyman Mulcerb.

This little Slytherin was the most irritable. Catherine could see that he was a troublemaker. He enjoyed watching last night's "prefect selection" the most. At noon, he wanted to goad Avery into teaching Potter a lesson. After Catherine took over, He was afraid that Catherine would not do well, and he was vaguely impatient to wait.

His eyes lit up when he saw Catherine coming, and he hurriedly and quietly approached Potter and the others.

Catherine didn't give him a look, pretending to observe the plants.

When Potter mentioned Quidditch and almost touched the Mandrake leaves with his paws, Catherine said in a very gentle voice: "Classmate Potter, if I were you, I would be more careful."

"What?" Potter frowned, "What do you, a Slytherin, want to do?"

His tone was vaguely excited, as if he wanted to have a fight with Catherine right away.

Catherine curled her lips slightly, with a half-smile that purebloods often see on her face, "This is Mandrake. If you wave your hands around without rules like you do, you will suffer."

Potter... Potter was stuck for a moment. He didn't know what mandrake was, so why did he suffer a loss.

Not allowing him to think too much, Catherine slightly covered her lips with her fingers while he was stuck for a second, making a snickering look of obvious surprise.

Potter's eyes widened and he grabbed the main stem of the mandrake: "Huh, so what if I just touched it..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression gradually paused.

Potter's usual hand was his right hand, and Catherine remembered that he pointed the wand at her with his right hand in the morning.

She had just used silent magic to cut a little of the fingers on Potter's right hand when he touched him curiously.

Many herbs are untouchable, such as mandrake, which contains a large amount of toxic hallucinogenic ingredients. It may be poisonous if you touch it lightly on a wound, let alone grab it like Potter did.

He is really a rebellious child by nature, and he becomes more and more enthusiastic the more he tries to persuade him.

"Potter, what's wrong with you?" Catherine asked concerned.

Black also noticed something was wrong. Why did Potter's face start to twitch?

He quietly pushed his good brother. Unexpectedly, his good brother's body swayed.

The world spun in Potter's eyes, and the gray-haired Slytherin opposite turned into a terrifying kaleidoscope, sometimes turning into a huge piranha flower in his breath, sometimes breaking into circles of geometric shapes.

"James, are you okay?" Blake whispered in his ear, while supporting his good brother by moving closer.

He knew Potter, and if he was really poisoned, he would not want to embarrass himself in front of Slytherin.

James seems to be still standing, so there shouldn't be a big problem. It should be enough to help him find Professor Sprout in time.

"Huh, boring!" Blake immediately hugged Potter when he thought of this, pretending to be bored and trying to leave.

Catherine shrugged lazily, looking like her good intentions had been betrayed, and left the scene of the crime to observe other mandrakes.

She was well aware of the properties of mandrake, and the small wound she gave Potter was poisoned, but not dangerous.

But, she can control it, but some people can't.

Seeing that Porter's steps were frivolous and something was obviously wrong, why not take advantage of the victory and pursue it?

Seeing Black holding Potter in his arms and about to leave, Mulciber was like a shark that smelled the smell of blood, and immediately pushed away the people around him and moved closer.

There were mostly Gryffindors on that side of the table, so Mulciber's obvious action naturally aroused the little lions' guard.

The little lion didn't know what was going on. He only saw Black holding Potter in his arms and about to leave. Slytherin's Mulciber wanted to catch up. Something must have happened.

Do you want to fight? If there's a fight, Gryffindor won't be sleepy!

Black saw that Mulciber had come with bad intentions, and he was very angry. Potter was still waiting for him to be taken to the professor. He pulled out his wand and pointed at the insidious Slytherin, "There are many obstacles!"

Black pulled out his wand and used magic. Mulciber naturally saw it. He didn't know what Black would use. No matter what he used, he was already prepared. The moment the magic beam hit, he directly picked up Mander on the table. Pull the potted plant and throw it over.

Most magic will take effect on the spot when it touches a physical object. Mulciber was right. Black's half-hearted obstacles hit the flowerpot directly.

There was a huge sound of breaking vessels at the back end of the greenhouse, followed by an earth-shattering scream.

The three closest Gryffindors and Potter, who was already poisoned, fainted immediately. Black staggered a few times and fell to the ground. Looking further, Mulcib and several Slytherins also fainted.

Blake saw the ugly green baby-like roots on the ground, and the headache-splitting screams came from their mouths.

He wanted to cover the ugly thing's mouth, but he didn't have the strength.

At the end, he only heard a voice saying: "Turn into dust."

The world finally became quiet, and the terrifying ugly baby turned into a handful of dust in an instant. Blake opened his eyes wide to make sure it was not his illusion, but he also fell into darkness.