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The observation record of Pimple Vine was completed through group cooperation.
Hermione is the undoubted first author. She described the growth conditions of the knotweed vine in the greenhouse in detail and carefully, compared it with the sample descriptions given in the textbook, and analyzed the differences in various traits. The reasons are analyzed, and the impact of geographical conditions and greenhouse environment on plants is analyzed, and the conjecture is put forward that other crops in the greenhouse are also one of the influencing factors.
The first draft was written on about two feet of parchment.
Loren, the second author, analyzed the impact of the change of the shape of the vine on the medicinal properties and internal magic power, and speculated on the application scenarios based on subjects such as potions and alchemy, focusing on the economic value of the vine and its products... The length is about one hour. foot.
Harry and Ron were the third contributors, responsible for drawing, finalizing and integrating the transcriptions.
Drawing is a copy of the actual object and photos. The whole plant of the knotweed vine is divided into three parts: the root, stem and leaves. There are also fifteen specific parts such as tentacles, knots, fruits, seeds, etc. If you encounter complex drawings, please refer to the reference textbook. Assignments with other students.
It was a lot of work on paper, but fortunately it didn't take much thought, and both of them did it happily.
It will be a week before the completed manuscript is handed in.
Today is the second lesson on getting in touch with the pimple vine.
Last week, some of the pods were fully mature. Professor Sprout held a fresh pod in one hand and shouted at the top of his voice: "Members of each group harvest the plants they are responsible for, and there is no rigidity in harvesting the fruits." Requirements, the group with the fewest injured members will be rewarded."
It was a fluttering, disgusting thing, as big as a grapefruit, with a peel stained with sticky liquid. The pulse is distended.
No one would doubt it if I use it as a teaching aid in the Care of Magical Creatures class next door.
"Tsk... the courses in the advanced class are just different from those in the lower grades. With such standards, those who know it are herbal medicine classes, but those who don't know them would think it is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class!" Loren tutted in admiration.
The four members of the group slowly surrounded a knotty vine. Compared with last week, the tentacles on the roots of the vine were much thicker, and there was a slight squirming sound of mucus in the pod.
"Grinder, oh no, it's Professor Bagshot. His class is not dangerous at all." Hermione began to wear protective gloves. The usual gloves were made of dragon skin, which were too thick and inconvenient to operate. The gloves for this class It's made of rubber and very elastic, a bit like a surgeon's rubber gloves.
"According to Professor Bagshot, Principal Dumbledore strictly controls his teaching, so of course there will be no risk." Harry had two layers of glasses on his face, the inner ones were myopia glasses, and the outer ones were protective Glasses, a lot of pressure on the bridge of the nose.
"Speaking of Principal Dumbledore, I went to his office last week and he showed me the memory of Mr. Bob Ogden..." Harry recounted the memory he saw in the pensieve. Tao Lai.
Ogden went to Gaunt's old house to convey the summons. Marvolo and Morfin, the father and son, viciously attacked Ministry of Magic staff and abused their daughter Merope...
"...he said it was To help me understand Voldemort's past better, but I feel weird."
"The principal has told me these things before, but he didn't show these memories..."
"So Dumbledore asked me to call you next time."
"Next time ?"
"Tomorrow night."
Harry put on his rubber gloves and reached out to pick out the fruit in the pod. The thorny vine tentacles waved like hair and trembled silently. The sound seems to be to protect the fruit and to warn surrounding enemies.
"..." Loren had a vague guess in his heart. He patted Harry and motioned for him to move out of the way. With one hand, he gently soothed the knots on the main vine, making it gradually quiet down. With the other hand, he reached out and took out something like The kind of pods that Professor Sprout got, put them into the bowl handed over by Ron.
Then the fingers gently stirred, and the invisible sharp edge passed by. The fluttering fruit was immediately cut open, and the bowl was suddenly filled with squirming lumps and sticky seeds. , green, like a caterpillar.
The first pod was successfully completed, and the three of them stood up and exhaled, feeling quite relaxed and safe for the time being.
Looking around, the other groups were making a fuss. Next door, Parvati's wrist was bitten by the hole, and she was screaming and pulling out. On the opposite side, Neville successfully took out the pods, but they couldn't open the tough and thick peel. Justin raised a shovel and hit hard, breaking the pottery bowl, and the pods bounced everywhere...
The girls were so scared that they screamed.
The little witches were somewhat resistant to slimy and squirming things, and so was Hermione. She silently took two steps behind Loren, her beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
Nothing to be embarrassed about, the division of labor is like this, she is responsible for the main mental work, and the boys are responsible for the dirty work.
During the rest of the class, they skillfully emptied the pods of the knotty vines. The thorny vines shrank up obediently, and the knotted stumps lay there quietly. Like a normal plant that doesn't move.
...
That night, the moon and stars were sparse.
The Fuling Elixir has fully absorbed the magic power of the full moon. The cold moonlight seems to have condensed into a liquid in the crucible, flowing lightly. A small amount of rue powder is sprinkled in, and the liquid surface ripples, green. Fragments of light are looming, like a quiet starry sky.
Loren holds the wand in his right hand. The magic power that controls time shines on the liquid, and the colors are crystal clear and reflect each other.
All the previous steps were successfully completed, all materials were fully reacted, and the magic power came together harmoniously. There was only the last step left in the entire ceremony.
Withdrawing the light from the tip of the staff, Loren turned to look at Slughorn, who was full of expectations: "Professor, can I finish it in the end?"
"This..."
Slughorn's excited smile suddenly faded, and his face was full of tangles, "I know that your potions scores are very good, but Loren, the last step is not just about magic. The category of medicine also involves magic... Well, your magic results are also very good... Filius and Albus are very optimistic about it..."
He muttered. He muttered, his voice getting smaller and smaller, as if he was trying to convince himself.
Subconsciously, I was worried about handing over a pot of precious medicine that was about to be released to the students, but rationally, I thought it was okay.
"Okay, okay... Anyway, this pot of blessing elixir was only possible because of you. An old man of this age can't last six months alone... The worst is to start all over again next month!" Slughorn's gray eyebrows drooped downwards and he turned his head away, as if he didn't dare to look, "Do it!"
Looking at his childlike expression, Loren couldn't help but laugh. He waved his wand eight times in a row according to a specific trajectory and said calmly:
"[Fu Ling Pu Luo]"
Silence The potion immediately began to boil, and the green liquid in the silver returned to its original appearance in the turbulence. The potion in the small crucible splashed happily, its color was like molten gold, and large droplets danced on the surface. Big drops of liquid, like goldfish, but not a drop spilled outside.
(End of this chapter)
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