[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

I examine my body three times a day.

"How about moving a little to the left?"

Even without looking up, Tebe can easily identify the speaker's identity—she raised her head, and not far away, Hufflepuff at the next table was tilting her head, looking at her with a smile in her eyes, his tone Casual and plain, as if chatting with a familiar friend.

"Centella asiatica has thin leaves and is not shade-tolerant. Scattered light will make it difficult for it to get enough nutrition and accumulate enough medicinal properties. Therefore, it is the best choice to place it in a sunny place." He said While saying that, she stretched out her hand towards the potted plant placed by the window, and lightly twisted the leaves with two fingers: "The leaves of this pot of aster are just right in thickness, and don't require much light, as long as a little scattered light can maintain normal growth."

As a Ravenclaw, Tebe has absolute confidence in her knowledge reserves. Of course, this does not mean that she is difficult to accept corrections from others. The girl stared at the aster by the window for a while, and then looked again because The centella asiatica was not well lit and looked a bit sluggish. After thinking about it, she simply switched the two places.

"And now?" she asked.

"The light is enough, but we still need to add some other things." The junior Hufflepuff lowered his head, staring intently at the grass blades swaying in the wind, and told her seriously: "Aster and Centella asiatica It does not have high requirements on the soil and has strong stress resistance. If it is cultivated, it only needs to keep the soil moist and fertilize once a month. If you want to maximize the medicinal properties, it is also a good idea to add a little hoof on the bottom of the pot. choose."

"A very perfect answer, Mr. Kong." After instructing the students in front of him, just passing by the corner where the two were, the professor of herbal medicine lowered his head slightly, showing a gentle and satisfied smile to his students: "For this reason, I want to give Hufflepuff plus ten."

The cheers of the little badgers suddenly resounded in the herbal medicine classroom.

"How many points have you got?"

"I know! I know! I've done the math. The Charms class and Transfiguration class in the morning are worth five points each, and this class is a full twenty points! As expected of Kong, he gave Hedge alone today. Patch added a full twenty points!"

"It's a pity to take a Potions class..."

"I don't think it's a problem, after all, it's Professor Snape's class... It's great if you don't get deducted points."

Apart from the Hufflepuffs who were happy about the extra points, more second-year students glanced sideways at the calm young man in the corner, and then looked away in surprise.

To be fair, anyone who has witnessed the same person in different classes and received affirmation and bonus points from different professors for a week will change from the initial surprise to commonplace, right?

"I heard that the Oriental gave Hufflepuff points again?"—"Oh." That's pretty much the attitude of Hogwarts second-years these days.

The only slightly exception is probably Gryffindor. Some lion cubs who have been paying attention to the progress of the House Cup have gradually become worried: If this continues, as long as the Weasley brothers make another joke, or the old Slytherin bats will be more Find a fault or two, and they might replace Hufflepuff as the last place in the Academy Cup.

It couldn't be worse.

He didn't know anything about other people's comments. After the herbal medicine class, Kong Yun went directly to the school doctor's office——Professor Sprout asked him to bring some herbs to Mrs. Pomfrey who was in urgent need. The school doctor needed some materials , to craft specific healing potions.

When he arrived at the door, Madam Pomfrey was reprimanding a junior Gryffindor: "...I remember I warned you last time, you are not allowed to use the broomstick while the wound is fully healed, you Why don't you take my words to heart?"

The junior Gryffindor bowed his head and was scolded obediently.

Everyone knows that Madam Pomfrey has always had the final say in this small school infirmary. Even if Dumbledore is here, sometimes she will be kicked out directly.

Therefore, as soon as Kong Yun came in, he stood quietly and waited.He didn't say hello until the school doctor finished teaching the mischievous students who refused to take good care of their injuries:

"Good afternoon, Madam Pomfrey, Professor Sprout asked me to bring you some herbs."

Noticing the young man standing quietly by the door, Madam Pomfrey restrained her anger and returned a faint smile.

This is not the first contact between the two.

Head Hufflepuff has never concealed his preference and pride for his students. This is especially reflected in some generous, sensible, well-behaved and careful little badgers. For example, when she needs an assistant, she always chooses herself first. College students, for example, even though they are only in the second grade this year, Kong Yun has already started to be sent some small tasks from time to time.

Many Hufflepuff students are secretly guessing that Professor Sprout is training the next Cedric Diggory.

Under such circumstances, it couldn't be easier for Kong Yun, the professors of Hogwarts, and even the staff to get acquainted with each other.

"Kong, you came just in time." Pomfrey has always had a good impression of this considerate and careful Hufflepuff who never acts like a gang of troublemakers. Her tenderness and sternness also won her heart: "You help me watch this little bastard apply the potion, you know where the potion is - I'll deal with these herbs."

Seeing Kong Yun nodding her head, she turned around in peace of mind and went to deal with the medicinal materials she brought.

"Hey, brother." Seeing the school doctor disappear, the junior Gryffindor breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his head and looked over expectantly: "Let's have a discussion, can you help me persuade Pang Mrs. Frey, let her let me go early? You know, we will face Slytherin in Quidditch the day after tomorrow!"

He finished speaking very fast and in a pleading tone, and when he raised his head, he met the boy's smiling face. The junior Hufflepuff glanced at him with a smile, but he didn't say yes or no. .

His eyes stayed on the potion with similar properties but slightly different potions for a few seconds, Kong Yun thought for a while, then took down the bottle on the right——

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

Gryffindor: ? ? ?Wait a minute, why is the herbal medicine so painful this time?And why does this potion taste like snot-flavored bibi multi-flavored beans?

With heart-wrenching screams resounding through the sky, the startled Madam Pomfrey leaned out from behind, frowning and looking over.The junior Gryffindor hurriedly shut up and joked, Madam Pomfrey would definitely not let him go back just because he screamed so badly!

I am strong and brave Gryffindor!

What the little lion, who was bleeding from the pain in his heart, pretended to be nonchalant on his face, didn't notice that the school doctor's eyes only stayed on him for a second, then he looked away and met the gentle and soft boy. With a glance, a tacit smile appeared.

As a school doctor who graduated from Slytherin, Madam Pomfrey never minded using some innocuous tricks to teach those disobedient troublemakers a profound lesson.

Once again receiving praise from the school doctor and a large box full of coconut candy from Professor Sprout, Kong Yun was warmly welcomed by the little badgers as soon as he returned to the Hufflepuff common room. Knowing where to fumble for tea and snacks, they handed them to him in a serious manner.

"Great, Kong! Our house points are about to surpass Gryffindor! By the way - did Truman inform you when the training is? I will definitely go to cheer you on!"

"...I don't quite understand something about herbal medicine, can you please explain it to me?"

All of a sudden, those who praised and admired him, those who didn't know how to learn and wanted to ask him for advice... a large group of little badgers who knew him and didn't know him surrounded him in the center, looking at him enthusiastically and expectantly.

When he patiently explained the method of making a certain potion for the last person, the little badgers around him slowly dispersed, and after the last person also left, Ernie dawdled together. Come over and whisper: "Yun..."

"Ok?"

"Did you...have a conflict with Professor Snape?" Ernie scratched his head, not knowing how to express his confusion.I don't know when it started, Kong Yun stopped actively answering questions in Potions class, and Professor Snape rarely pointed to Kong Yun again.

Others only thought it was difficult to gain points in Potions class, but from the perspective of Ernie and Justin who knew Kong Yun well, it didn't suit the nature of their roommates at all.

Unexpectedly being asked this question suddenly, the junior Hufflepuff was silent for a while, just when Ernie thought he would not answer, Kong Yun said lightly: "Nothing." He paused, then calmly Said: "I am too self-righteous."

opinionated?

Ernie looked even more confused, but Kong Yun changed the topic: "By the way, the day after tomorrow is the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Do you want to watch it?"

"Pomona, I heard that you often bring a freshman into your greenhouse recently?" McGonagall frowned slightly, with a serious expression: "You should know——for students of this age, it's still too early gone."

For Hogwarts professors, in addition to teaching students magic, their daily routine also includes trying and researching their fields of interest. Occasionally, they will call one or two senior students to serve as assistants.But for a junior student, this is too much.

"Don't worry, Minerva," Sprout said softly, "I never let Kong get involved in those dangerous things—I just asked him to do some insignificant things, so that he could get used to it in advance."

But even if it's just some insignificant little things, for a second-year student, it's enough for him to benefit a lot.

"Oh? Are you talking about Kong?" As if hearing their conversation, Head Ravenclaw said enthusiastically, "That is indeed a very talented student. Most importantly, he worked very hard. It can also give me some different ideas in many ways... I really hope he will be promoted to senior soon so that I can invite him to join my experiment."

Sprout looked very happy—for a professor, there is nothing more joyful than his proud student being praised by other professors in public. She still had a smile in her eyes, but said on her mouth: "Let's talk about it first." , he's a Hufflepuff student—you're not allowed to rob me."

"You can't say that, Pomona." The head of Gryffindor also showed a relaxed smile: "Didn't you also invite Gryffindor students to help you deal with those troublesome magical plants? I want to leave you A student, isn't that too much?"

The staff lounge, which was originally quite quiet, suddenly became relaxed because of this light topic, and no one noticed that Head Slytherin, who was flipping through a black book with his head down, had already found something on a certain page. , stayed for a long time.