Chapter 115 Herbology Class

After enjoying a short lunch break, Mike and Franklin went to the greenhouse where the Herbology class was held. This afternoon's Herbology class was taught by Ravenclaw and Gryffindor together. Mike thought that the Savior Trio would be absent from this class, but when Mike arrived at the greenhouse, he found Ron and Hermione fiddling with a strange plant in the greenhouse.

"What's going on? Didn't you follow Harry to find Dumbledore?" Mike asked.

"Yes, in fact Dumbledore did agree to Harry's request, and personally took him to the homes of those seniors." Hermione said with a bitter face, "However, Headmaster Dumbledore refused our request to apologize together, saying that he was afraid that it would affect our studies."

Mike looked at Ron, who was screaming in pain after his finger was bitten by the strange plant, and said speechlessly: "Well, maybe you should study Herbology well."

"What do you mean!" Hermione was scared, "My Herbology score was much higher than yours last year! Not only Herbology, but also History of Magic, Transfiguration, etc., my scores are much higher than yours! You are the one who should study hard!" "Uh

, you heard it wrong. I was talking about Ron, not you." Mike waved his hands to explain, "Look at him carefully."

Hermione turned her head to look at Ron, and saw that Ron was in so much pain that tears were about to flow down. She couldn't help but sighed, and used her wand to conjure a feather to lightly scratch the strange plant. The plant seemed to be very ticklish. It sneezed when the feather tickled it, and spit out Ron's finger.

Mike took this opportunity to run away. He knew Hermione too well. She could nag you all day long. Seeing Hermione start to teach Ron about the strange plant, Mike breathed a sigh of relief, and silently mourned for Ron for three seconds. At this time,

Professor Sprout also came out of the botanical garden behind the greenhouse and announced the official start of the Herbology class.

Professor Sprout was a kind lady. She and Snape were like two extremes, one warm as the sun and the other cold as ice.

Therefore, although Professor Sprout did not have much power in Hogwarts, she was the most popular, especially those Muggle-blooded wizards in Hufflepuff, who simply regarded Sprout as their own relatives and elders.

The students who were still playing and fighting in the greenhouse saw Professor Sprout appear and hurried back to their seats.

Professor Sprout smiled and greeted everyone. He came to the strange plant and raised it, saying, "Good afternoon, everyone. Are you satisfied with today's lunch? That's the recipe invented by Ms. Hufflepuff."

Everyone agreed.

"The plant we are going to learn about today is the York Flytrap in my hand. They are very similar to the common flytraps in the Muggle world. They also use nectar and fragrance to attract prey, and finally eat the prey when they enter the trap.

But the difference is that York Flytraps can grow up to more than 3 meters high, which means that humans and all animals of similar size to humans are also on the menu of these little things. The content of our class today is to feed these little things.

It is worth noting that these York Flytraps are also poisonous, and their toxins have a strong paralyzing effect. You must wear dragon leather gloves when feeding them to prevent being bitten by them."

Sprout looked around and saw Ron, who was paralyzed all over and lying on the ground with drooling.

"Well, it seems that you already know about this."

Professor Sprout smiled and shook his head, took out a beaker-shaped cup from a box beside him, and poured the light yellow liquid into Ron's open mouth.

The liquid soon began to work, and Ron struggled to get up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body and began to thank Professor Sprout.

Professor Sprout nodded and continued: "Once the York Flytrap bites its prey, it will never let go. So do any of you know how to make the York Flytrap open its mouth by itself?"

Hermione was the first to raise her hand.

Mike recalled what Hermione did after Ron was bitten before, and raised his hand after a moment of hesitation.

There were many students who raised their hands in the greenhouse, and Mike was not the only one who saw Hermione handling the York Flytrap. Professor Sprout looked around and called Mike's name.

Mike was a little surprised when his name was called. He thought Professor Sprout would let Hermione answer this question, after all, she was the first to raise her hand.

"Uh, tickle it."

"Correct answer, 10 points for Ravenclaw!" Sprout said happily.

Hermione stomped on the ground angrily, but she didn't want to step on Ron's foot, causing him to scream in pain.

Everyone's attention was drawn to his scream. Hermione blushed with shame and almost wanted to dig a hole in the ground to crawl into it.

Mike was also a little embarrassed. He really didn't want to steal Hermione's points just now. Who knew that Professor Sprout would call his name.

"Okay, everyone look here." Professor Sprout said, "Let's continue the class. Please pay attention."

In the following time, as long as Mike raised his hand, Professor Sprout would let Mike answer the question. If he answered correctly, he would get 10 points, and if he answered incorrectly, he would get 5 points for courage. Now everyone could see that Professor Sprout was deliberately favoring Mike.

Mike also figured out the reason why Professor Sprout did this. It was probably because he helped the little Hufflepuff wizard, so Professor Sprout favored him.

But in this situation, Sprout's excessive favoritism was almost like flattery. Seeing the little wizards around him looking at him with increasingly strange eyes, Mike had no choice but to stop raising his hand.

After finally getting through the class, Mike finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione ran out of the greenhouse as soon as Sprout announced the end of class. Seeing this, Mike hurried forward to chase her, wanting to explain to Hermione.

However, this was just the time when the class was over. Not only their second-year students in the Herbology class, but also students in other grades and other courses were also having their classes. With the crowd blocking them, Mike chased Hermione for a long distance but couldn't catch up with her.

Seeing Hermione disappear in the crowd, Mike shook his head helplessly.

"Huh~Huh, why don't you chase her?" Franklin caught up with her breathlessly and said.

"Lost her." Mike sighed and said, "Forget it, let's not worry about her for now, let's go to the Hogwarts kitchen first."

Mike had long noticed that Hermione's attitude towards him was not right recently, and she seemed to be angry with him. However, due to too many things happening recently, Mike did not deal with the matter. Now it seems that Hermione is quite dissatisfied with him, and it has reached the point where he has to deal with it.

Mike made a decision in his heart that he would find a chance to talk to Hermione later.

How are you, my friends from Sichuan?