Chapter 26: The Juvenile Form of the Liver Emperor

"Oh, what a diligent child, of course that's no problem, but..."

Professor Sprout put a box of hazelnut chocolates in Sean's palm, then waved her wand,

and the flowers, plants, and mud on Sean's body disappeared all at once.

"Every year there are some sprouts who want to take root in the greenhouse, but few people can endure repetitive and hard labor."

Professor Sprout tilted her head slightly, and there was a bit of teasing in her gentle eyes,

"I think I can tell you a story."

"Professor, can you tell it next time?"

Bruce, who was to the side, had already turned red, making Sean look at him with curiosity.

"Okay, Mr. Dickinson."

Professor Sprout's smile became even warmer.

Leon and Pister, hiding behind the nursery, laughed out loud.

"Hey hey hey! You two!"

Senior Bruce seemed to be cooked through.

"Oh, did I laugh? Sorry, I can't help it when I think of someone crawling out of the greenhouse..."

Leon laughed even louder,

"Pister, do you remember his sleep talk?"

"Whomping Willow, Geranium, save me, Devil's Snare!"

The chubby Hufflepuff senior imitated honestly,

and everyone present laughed softly, and the atmosphere became light.

"Okay, okay, I admit the greenhouse is really dangerous and charming, of course, it's also really tiring."

Senior Bruce raised his hand to surrender, helplessly.

"So few wizards can persist."

When he said this, he kept looking at Sean, his face full of seriousness.

"Hmm."

Sean responded,

"I want to try."

His voice was very light, and also had a stubbornness that was not hard to detect.

The greenhouse has always been short of manpower, compared to directly effective spells, interesting and vivid Transfiguration, and heart-pounding Quidditch,

Herbology has always only been able to attract hardworking Hufflepuffs.

However, even hardworking and kind Hufflepuffs wouldn't always take root in the mud,

let alone have to touch dangerous plants.

Therefore, Professor Sprout still agreed to Sean's request,

and her gaze at Sean was no different from looking at those Hufflepuffs who had been enthusiastic before,

some appreciation, some happiness, and also some helplessness about the possible results in the future.

In the corridor outside the greenhouse.

A long, blue shorthand quill floated in front of Sean, which was a magical alchemical creation,

as long as it was placed vertically on the paper, the quill would start shorthand by itself.

Sean only bought one, mainly used to help him sort out his thoughts, write down inspiration, and so on.

By the way, the price of stationery in the magical world is really not cheap, and this quill cost Sean a full 10 Sickles.

But Sean still gritted his teeth and bought it,

no matter how bitter, you can't be bitter about learning,

Sean thought.

【Step 1: Understand the handling methods of all materials for Boil-Cure Potion】

The quill made a "rustling" sound on the parchment, and Sean also wrote down the current goal.

Professor Sprout had already agreed to his request,

just now, Senior Bruce also demonstrated the identification essentials and handling means of dried nettles for him,

next time, perhaps he could ask about the handling of other materials, he thought Professor Sprout shouldn't refuse.

As long as the handling of materials is understood, the next step is practice,

the book can't teach about heat and stirring, so he can only experience it himself.

But as long as he succeeds once, he can rely on the panel to grind.

The plan is feasible.

Sean put the quill into his bag, and the voice of Senior Bruce with teasing came to his ears.

"I remember when we had our first Herbology class, the distinction of mature Dittany stumped a group of wizards,"

he looked at Sean recording notes with great interest,

"It seems you can show off your skills in the next Herbology class,

Professor Sprout won't be stingy with extra points for little wizards who learn in advance."

Extra points?

Sean didn't care too much,

extra points wouldn't help him get a scholarship.

Professor McGonagall said that the criteria for scholarship evaluation are decided by the headmaster, and the headmaster will combine his learning progress and professor evaluation to make a comprehensive decision.

Headmaster Dumbledore is of course fair and wise,

Sean believes that as long as he meets the standards, Headmaster Dumbledore won't be stingy with 600 Galleons.

It was also him who agreed to his scholarship approval without hesitation,

if it were Headmaster Black or someone else, Sean would have to grind the Azkaban set and go to dark wizards to borrow money.

He has a deep impression of Hogwarts Legacy,

a sentence is very popular in it:

"Voldemort is terrible because he once killed hundreds of people with his own hands."

"Ahem, what about the next day?"

Sean's thoughts drifted a bit, in the orphanage, everyone was good at daydreaming,

when the panel hadn't been activated and he could only lie weakly on the bed, Sean was also like this,

that was when he realized that some silence is not because there is nothing to say, but because no one cares.

All of this changed drastically after that owl crashed through the drafty window.

Therefore, Sean cherishes the opportunity to learn magic, even if it is white trash, he has to grind it into a legend.

"Oh, you should not feel the importance of the House Cup yet,

but believe me, it is very important.

Although we don't mind the Great Hall at the annual feast being hung with flags of other house colors,

but Hufflepuff's yellow and black are obviously better looking, right?"

Senior Bruce said, showing a yearning look.

"Hmm."

Sean nodded, and Senior Bruce noticed that the little wizard beside him was a Ravenclaw.

He laughed dryly:

"Ha, I mean, blue and cyan are also very good."

"Yellow and black are very good looking."

Sean said seriously.

At this time, there was not much time left before the first class in the afternoon, Sean put the hazelnut chocolate on the senior's hand,

and turned into the staircase leading to the History of Magic classroom.

"Thank you, Senior Bruce, goodbye."

Only his small voice was left in the corridor.

"Nice little wizard, it's hard to imagine he's not a Hufflepuff."

Leon looked at Sean's disappearing back and smiled lightly.

"I don't know who said: Professor Sprout..."

"Don't say it..."

Leon's face was full of black lines.

Mr. Pister on the side raised the corners of his mouth, not surprised.

Leaving the greenhouse, Sean had to consider how to resist Professor Binns' hypnosis.

Although the Shrieking Shack with various unfounded rumors had never been haunted,

Hogwarts is indeed the most haunted place in the UK.

There is no doubt about this, because on these damp islands,

it is said that one can see or feel more ghosts than anywhere else in the world.

In the world of Harry Potter, ghosts are also called spirits,

which are transparent, three-dimensional images of deceased wizards, and they have always existed in the world of the living.

Muggles cannot become ghosts after death, and all wise wizards will not make such a choice.

Only those wizards who "die with eyes wide open" refuse to enter another world, whether because of fear, guilt, or obsession with the material world.

And Professor Binns, his obsession is reading textbooks.

Sean is sure. ===== CHAPTER 27 =====