Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 47 Devil's Net

  In herbal medicine class, Professor Pomona brought out many kinds of plants, and some mushrooms, um, mushrooms in simple terms.

   Of course, there are also some interesting plants, such as the guardian tree, which is a kind of magical sorbus tree, which will protect people who touch its trunk from the attacks of dark creatures. Wizards like to use it as a magic talisman to ward off evil spirits.

Of course, Professor Pomona also mentioned some dangerous plants, such as the poisonous and highly dangerous poisonous tentacles, the mandrake whose crying can kill people, and the one that Professor Pomona is holding now. A small pot of devil's net.

   "This is a young Devil's Web plant." Pomona picked up her wand and touched the buds of Devil's Web, and the buds immediately stretched out tendrils to wrap around the wand.

"As you can see, once you get close to them, the devil's net will engulf the creatures that are close to it. After it grows to a certain extent, it will easily cause injury or death. When you are entangled by the devil's net, you'd better not Struggle, or the vines will get tighter and tighter."

  Professor Pomona shook her wand to show everyone the characteristics of the devil's net.

   "The devil's net likes a dark and humid living environment, so light and warmth are naturally its natural enemies." Professor Pomona's wand gave out a small flame, and immediately drove back the devil's net.

   "As you can see, flames can pose a threat to it. Once attacked by the devil's net, lighting a fire to expel them is a very effective way."

Everyone picked up the quills and took notes in a hurry. Pomona was not in a hurry, and continued after everyone finished writing the notes, "People who don't understand the devil's net may confuse it with crab claw orchids. Some need special attention…”

The herbal medicine class is very practical. Pomona roughly introduced various magical plants to everyone, which benefited everyone a lot. This class quickly attracted everyone's interest. The only trouble is that the two classes are held together. The time was very long, and everyone was standing in class all the time, and their legs were a little numb.

  The bell for the end of get out of class finally rang, and most of the students breathed a sigh of relief.

  Professor Pomona did not assign homework, which is good news for everyone.

   "There is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon." Li Qiaodan looked a little excited, Defense Against the Dark Arts is one of the courses that most freshmen look forward to.

"Have you heard?" George suddenly said to the other three when he left Greenhouse No. 1, "The Defense Against the Dark Arts class is cursed, and the professors who teach this class will always encounter all kinds of bad luck. They quit every year, and none of them taught for more than a year."

   "Cursed." Albert naturally knew what was going on.

   This curse comes from Voldemort, um, Tom, the Dark Lord with the same name as their cat.

It is said that after Tom failed to apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he cursed the position with a grudge. He wanted to use this to eliminate a large number of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, so that others would not dare to take over. compromise.

   "Yes, that's what I heard. It is said that a powerful wizard cast a curse on this position. Otherwise, with the ability of Professor Dumbledore, the curse should have been lifted."

   A curse that lasts for decades is enough to show the strength of the caster.

   "Now we can only hope that our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will work harder." Albert said as he walked.

   Just turning a corner, a stench hit his face, and happened to see Filch catch a Gryffindor third year who was throwing a dung bomb into the corridor.

   "What's going on?" Albert covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and asked a student next to him.

   "That guy made a bet, but he lost the bet. He wants to throw dung bombs in the corridor in front of Filch." The senior student shook his head and walked away. There is no way, the smell of the dung bomb is too bad, it can be called a biological gas bomb.

   "It's really crazy to die!" Albert couldn't help shaking his head again and again. For some reason, he suddenly felt that Filch was still working hard. If he encountered this situation, he would probably feel tired.

   "That's really cool." The twins' eyes lit up eagerly, because they could also see that Filch was very angry at this move.

  Albert put his hand to his mouth, coughed lightly, and reminded: "Ahem, you also want to help the school hospital wash the chamber pot?"

  The Weasley twins, who were still a little bit excited, suddenly withered. Let's forget about the chamber pot!

  Li Qiaodan reminded: "Actually, as long as you don't get caught, you'll be fine."

   "With your current level, it's really difficult not to get caught." Albert continued to pour cold water on the two of them, "Unless you want to follow the madness over there."

  During the journey back to the auditorium for dinner, the twins kept silent and didn't know what they were thinking about.

   "We've decided." The two looked at each other and announced knowingly.

   "Decided what?" Albert raised his head and asked suspiciously.

   "I decided to do that." The twins said in unison.

   "Which thing?"

   "Throw a dung bomb at Filch's office." The twins said this with seriousness.

  When Albert heard this, he almost spat out the pumpkin juice in his mouth and covered the faces of the two people on the opposite side.

   "Ahem." He covered his mouth and coughed dryly.

   Li Qiaodan next to him also opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

  These two guys are...too deadly!

   "If you really want to do that, I can give you some... small suggestions." Albert thought for a while and added, "However, I haven't made up my mind yet."

   "Hey, why even you..." Li Qiaodan couldn't help shaking his head, he finally understood why Albert was assigned to Gryffindor.

   This guy is not a coward!

   "By the way, I'm curious that you can still eat so much food at noon." Li Qiaodan changed the subject stiffly.

   "Nonsense, I eat at seven o'clock in the morning, can it compare with what you guys eat after eight thirty?" Albert couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Li.

  Because there are few things in the morning, the British have a rich breakfast, so they are generally not very hungry until noon.

   I eat little at noon, sometimes I don’t even eat at all.

   "You said, how should we punish Filch." The twins were more concerned about the immediate problem.

"Just don't go too far, but it's going to make Filch very angry, right?" Albert glanced at the corner of the long table. A certain murderous guy had been released, and now he was surrounded by a group of people. .

  Li, who had just finished his meal, also gathered around to inquire about the news. Sure enough, excess curiosity is also a disease.

   "Yes." The twins looked away and nodded again and again.

   "You are already prepared to be locked up." Albert asked again.

   "Yes!" The two nodded in unison again.

  (end of this chapter)