The first name written on the parchment was Dumbledore. When Eli finished writing, the ink seemed to be sucked into the paper and disappeared.
"I have arranged for a person for you. He has already set up a shop for you in Diagon Alley. If you have any needs, you can contact him. Although it seems unreliable, he can indeed do a lot of things that others have done. "It's impossible."
"Who?"
"Mundungus Fletcher"
made arrangements for the potion factory, and the two returned to school.
The dinner was definitely late, as the students had already returned to their respective lounges.
"What's going on? Does Dumbledore want to fire you? I can contact my father to put pressure on them!"
Eli quickly stopped Draco, "Dumbledore didn't want to fire me, he just asked me to go and deal with what happened today. Tell them all so as not to miss anything. The Ministry of Magic is very nervous about these things."
Draco nodded with deep understanding. He was born in a wizarding family and had a prominent family background. He naturally understood what kind of virtue the Ministry of Magic was like.
"Now that Scarhead and the others are famous, you haven't even seen Weasley's proud look!"
Draco got angry when he thought of Ron's sullen look. Why wasn't I the one who stole the show?
Ron would ask people when he saw them, "How did you get back to school?"
Then he would say proudly, "I drove here!"
Everyone was young and frivolous, so naturally they were eager for such exciting things. .
At that time, many people on the train saw the car, especially the little lions of Gryffindor, who were envious of Ron.
Although the other houses were not as excited as Gryffindor, they were also very interested.
Even the little snakes in Slytherin still have visions of driving flying cars and showing off in front of trains from time to time.
The first class in second grade is herbal medicine.
In the third greenhouse, a group of little lions and little snakes were chattering away.
"Quiet, children."
Professor Sprout, the professor of herbal medicine, arrived late. She was dressed as if she had just finished tending to the flowers and plants.
The little wizards who haven't seen each other during the summer vacation have endless things to say. This is the nature of children.
They didn't seem to hear what Professor Sprout said.
The professor was a little helpless and tapped the flowerpot with his wand. "Quiet down, children."
The little wizards calmed down.
In front of them were all small plants of the same species planted in small flowerpots.
Eli knew at a glance what kind of herb it was—mandrake.
He had been holding the leaves for a whole month during the summer vacation, but it was so frustrating for him, how could he not recognize them?
"Okay, today we are going to learn about Mandrake. Can anyone tell me what Mandrake is?"
Usually during this kind of classroom question session, Hermione is always the most active person, and this time is no exception.
In the entire greenhouse, Hermione was the only one who raised her hand first.
The professor happily named Hermione.
Hermione was a little excited that she could successfully speak, and took a deep breath.
"Mandrake can heal petrified creatures, but it is also very dangerous, and its cries may be fatal." The
professor was very satisfied, "Great, ten points from Gryffindor!" "
Today our task is to give these Mandrakes Repot the mandrake. Our mandrake is still a seedling. The cry is not fatal, but it can definitely make people sleep for a few hours."
Professor Sprout picked up an earmuff, "I gave it to each of you. An earmuff, remember to bring it!"
Everyone picked up the earmuffs in front of them. After everyone put them on, Professor Sprout lifted one of the pots and held the bottom of the mandrake. .
"Watch carefully, grab their bottoms, and then pull them up hard!"
The professor pulled them out hard, and the rhizomes of the mandrake were exposed.
Its rhizome looks like a little doll, but a little ugly.
The moment it was unearthed, the little baby burst into shrill cries.
"Uh-huh-huh..."
Everyone frowned, this unfortunate thing was really too impactful.
Eli could clearly feel the magic contained in his cries, but it was blocked by the earmuffs.
There are many living mandrakes in his traceless stretch bag.
Now his seamless stretch bag has almost become a fourth-dimensional pocket, and the space inside is surprisingly large.
At noon, when everyone was dining in the auditorium, a gray owl suddenly flew in.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to it, now was not the time to send a letter.
"Errol?"
Ron recognized this owl at a glance as his stupid bird.
Eli could clearly see that the owl was holding a red envelope in its talons.
"Howling letter?"
The owl plunged its head into the plate in front of Ron, and there were jeers from all around.
Eli mourned Ron silently.
Ron was still holding his wand, which was about to break into two pieces, and looked at Harry blankly.
"I'm done."
Harry didn't think of any words of comfort, "Yes, you're done." "
You'd better open it. I didn't pay attention to grandma's yelling letter at the time, and the consequences were serious."
Neville still had a look of fear on his face.
Ron shakily prepared to open the envelope.
Eli couldn't stand it anymore. He pointed his wand and a barrier covered Ron, so that his voice could no longer be heard.
Everyone looked at Eli in surprise. They had never seen this hand before.
But I still feel a little regretful that I lost an opportunity to watch a show.
Although he couldn't hear the sound, just looking at Ron's livid face, he knew that the consequences were serious.
This is just a small episode, the real highlight of today is yet to come.
The Duel Club is hosting its first assembly of the school year!
After the operation last semester, except for the fifth to seventh grades who are busy with exams, most of the remaining grades have joined the duel club.
There were still many people who were on the fence or not interested at all.
But in the subsequent learning trend caused by duel clubs, many people were still afraid of falling behind and joined in.
"I'm very happy to see you all in the new semester."
Eli stood on the high platform, with people standing below.
Because the number of people was beyond their imagination, Professor McGonagall had to change the location to another larger classroom.
Professor Flitwick was not present. In fact, after seeing Eli's ability last semester, he felt confident and left the club completely to Eli.
The wizards below were eager to try. After a holiday, they did not forget to defeat their opponents.
No, Draco has already locked eyes with Ron.
"So, old show, is there anyone who wants to challenge me?"
There was a sudden silence below.
There were indeed many people who did not believe in evil and challenged Eli last semester.
But they all lost easily without any surprise, and had no power to fight back.
"I want to give it a try."
Everyone's eyes were focused on it to see which warrior it was.
The person being looked at felt a little uncomfortable with so many stares, but quickly calmed down.
Eli nodded, at least he was calm.
"I am Cedric Diggory, fourth year, please give me some advice from the president."