The third day of school at Hogwarts is probably the day that Hufflepuff freshmen look forward to the most, because not only is it Friday, but the courses are also the ones they are most interested in.

In the morning, there is the Herbology class taught by Dean Sprout, and in the afternoon, there are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Flying classes.

Early in the morning, they came to the greenhouse outside Hogwarts Castle with Gryffindor.

"Good morning, students, and welcome to Herbology class."

Pomona Sprout is a short witch with flowing gray hair. Her clothes are always covered in dust because she usually stays in the greenhouse fiddling with flowers and plants.

Compared to the dean with a high-sounding title, she looks more like an inconspicuous gardener.

However, Professor Sprout herself did not care about this. She stood at the entrance of the greenhouse, looked at the little wizards in front of her seriously and said, "Before entering the greenhouse, I must remind you of something. This is very important.

First of all, the plants grown in the greenhouse are all magical plants, which are usually dangerous. Even the ordinary Dictamni has sharp thorns, so you are not allowed to touch any plants without my permission.

Also, you are not allowed to make loud noises or scream after entering the greenhouse, because there are several new plants that I just brought to Hogwarts temporarily stored here, they are still adapting to the environment, and harsh noises may scare them.

Do you understand everything?"

"I understand!" everyone replied in unison.

"Very good." Professor Sprout nodded.

After entering the greenhouse, she arranged everyone on the left side and left all the seats on the right empty.

...In fact, even if she didn't arrange it this way, no little wizard would be willing to go there.

"Professor, what the hell are those things!" A Gryffindor freshman looked at the row of strange yellow plants opposite him and his face turned green.

Merlin's beard. It was the first time he saw a cabbage with fangs, and that mouth was almost as big as his head. If he was bitten, the consequences would definitely be terrible.

Thinking of this, he moved back again.

"You'd better stay away from biting cabbages." Professor Sprout said casually, "But don't be too nervous. Although they look scary, they are all good kids. As long as you don't irritate them, there will be absolutely no danger.

And in a few days, after they adapt to the environment here, they will be moved to a larger greenhouse, and you won’t see them during your next class.”

"Okay." Professor Sprout clapped his hands and said, "Let's start the class now. Turn to the first page of the book. Today we are going to learn about Dictamni.

Does anyone know what white fresh is..."

If you ignore the scary-looking bites of kale, this herb class would have been perfect.

Professor Sprout has extremely rich knowledge of herbal medicine. His detailed explanations coupled with real-life references make it extremely easy for the young wizards to learn.

By the end of the get out of class, almost everyone could perfectly answer every question she asked.

This made Professor Sprout very happy, and he gave each of the colleges three extra points, and also gave each of them a fresh Dictamni leaf.

This thing is equivalent to the "Band-Aid" in the magic world. Kyle has used it many times before and the effect is very good. As long as you clean it and stick it on the wound and fix it, it will basically heal the next day.

Of course, this is only limited to minor wounds encountered in daily life. If the wounds are too serious, white mulberry essence will be needed.

After class, everyone walked out of the greenhouse together.

Mikel found Kyle in the crowd, ran up to him and asked curiously, "What did you pick up just now?"

"What did you say?" Kyle looked at him in confusion and said, "I have been loosening the soil for the white radish."

"I saw it all." Mikkel swore, "You ran to the other side while Professor Sprout turned around to get the shovel, and picked up something under the flower pots."

"Fertilizer bag?" Mikel looked at Kyle suspiciously, obviously not believing what he said.

It's a very light bag, and it's not round, so there's no way it could have fallen that far.

"Well, maybe I kicked it accidentally. I was so scared when I found it." Kyle said with a look of fear: "Those biting cabbages are really scary. To be honest, if I wasn't afraid that Professor Sprout would deduct points, I wouldn't have picked them up."

"is that so?"

Seeing Kyle's words were so convincing, Mikel gradually dispelled his doubts and nodded, "Those biting cabbages do look scary. If it were me, I would definitely not dare to go over there."

"Who said it wasn't?" Kyle spread his hands and said, "By the way, did Professor Sprout say when he would teach you to control your magic power?"

"Well, the professor asked me to see her on Saturday and Sunday mornings."

Mikel said a little frustratedly: "This is my first weekend at Hogwarts, and I still have to go to class..."

"There's nothing we can do about it." Kyle patted his shoulder and consoled him, "You can't keep drinking the magic suppressant potion."

Hearing the words "Demon Suppressant Potion", Mikel shuddered subconsciously and shook his head repeatedly, saying, "You're right. I'd rather not spend the weekends than drink that stuff anymore."

"Yeah."

After returning to the castle, Kyle asked Mikel and Ryan to go back to the dormitory first. He used the excuse of going to the library and went straight to the eighth floor, where he found the tapestry of the troll beating Barnabas silly with a stick.

Barnabas is a wizard who tries to teach the trolls how to dance ballet, but ends up getting beaten up by six trolls.

Judging from the content on the tapestry, he must have been beaten pretty badly.

After making sure there was no problem with the location, Kyle took a deep breath and walked back and forth three times, reciting to himself.

"I need a greenhouse for growing crops."

When Kyle passed the tapestry for the third time, a round arch appeared on the opposite wall.

Kyle didn't hesitate, he grasped the brass handle, pushed the door open and walked in.

A unique fragrance of soil suddenly hits you in the face.

Although he had expected it, the scene before him still stunned Kyle.

The room was about as big as the auditorium. There was fertile land underfoot and you could even see the sun when you looked up.

It's probably some kind of curse.

Kyle whispered tentatively, "I need rain."

The next second, the room that was originally brightly lit by sunshine suddenly began to rain heavily, and the rain seemed to have consciousness and only fell on the ground. Kyle stood there without even his hair getting wet.

"It's amazing." Kyle exclaimed sincerely.

This is what is called a room of request.

Using this place as a second-hand goods storage room or something like that is simply a waste of resources.

(End of this chapter)