Chapter 51 - 51

Chapter 51 Devil's Snare

While Professor Sprout was explaining about the man-eating mushroom, Harry and the others quietly arrived at the Devil's Snare.

Arriving at the other side of the land, Harry and his group discovered that Devil's Snare had been moved away.

Hermione's voice came from behind, somewhat angry: "You guys should listen to the lecture properly, instead of skipping class to go somewhere else, this will make us lose our academy points!"

Ron pouted: "You skipped school together to spy on us, don't take it for granted that you skipped school."

"You!" Hermione stomped her feet in anger.

Mikel came out to mediate: "Hermione, you misunderstood, we don't want to run away from class, we just want to see if Devil's Snare is still here, what if another little witch finds out and gets accidentally injured?"

Hermione said loudly: "You all don't plan on telling the professor about the discovery of Devil's Snare, what if you find it, can you save others?"

Mikel had a headache, Hermione was too upright at this moment, it felt even more difficult than Harry and Ron.

Not afraid of stupid people, just afraid of smart people who have too many principles.

Harry lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Devil's Snare wouldn't disappear for no reason, it must have been moved away by someone."

He looked at Ron, his expression solemn as he said: "Ron, let's go tell the professor about this."

Ron was about to refuse, but thinking again and again, he couldn't find Devil's Snare. He thought he could extract it, so he might as well show his cards to the professor.

He shrugged and said, "Go ahead, we'll go tell the professor."

Mikel frowned, opened his mouth to gasp for air, wanting to say something, but the other three people didn't listen to him at all, nor did they take his opinion seriously.

On the other side, Professor Sprout is still with the big guys popularizing the science of biting mushrooms.

The four Gryffindors went to the professor and talked to her about Devil's Snare.

Professor Sprout heard and was shocked: "Oh my god, are you okay?"

She quickly thought everything through carefully, "So all of your broken bones were because you encountered Devil's Snare?"

Harry and the others nodded.

Professor Sprout hurriedly asked: "How did you guys leave Devil's Snare?"

Hermione proudly and frankly said: "Professor, I read that Devil's Snare's characteristic is fear of light or heat. I sent a flash of fluorescent light and it stopped moving."

"That's right, you're really smart." Professor Sprout said with satisfaction: "Gryffindor +10 points!"

"Kids, gather around, a little witch just told me that she discovered Devil's Snare earlier. I will popularize the Devil's Snare's habits with science, so that you won't have to deal with it if you encounter it in the future."

Professor Sprout teaches the little witches a spell on the spot ——

The fluorescent light flickered.

The first spell the little witch came into contact with was the "Floating Spell". "Fluorescent Flash" was much simpler than the Floating Spell.

Perhaps because of being ravaged by the floating spell for a long time, the little witch practiced this spell and progressed very quickly.

In just a moment, the tips of everyone's wands lit up with a brilliant, transparent dot, reflecting a dazzling light under the sunlight.

Professor Sprout emphasized that although Devil's Snare has fatal weaknesses, this does not mean it is not dangerous. On the contrary, it is a type B dangerous magic food.

"It can take advantage of this unpreparedness and directly strangle an adult witch to death! The moment it tightens its grip on the person's neck, the witch cannot open her mouth or cast a spell, and its weakness no longer exists."

Professor Sprout said seriously: "Therefore, when you encounter Devil's Snare, it's best to run as far away as possible. Devil's Snare is not good at camouflage, as long as you observe carefully, it's easy to discover that it's different from ordinary ghosts."

Although they only had one herb class, after school, the little witch didn't want to leave, there was still more than two hours until lunch.

After all, it was an activity in the Forbidden Forest. Lam Ha was worried that the little witch would run wild. If she ran to the Forbidden Forest, it would be too dangerous.

She and Professor Sprout suggested that if she didn't continue studying, she could make it more interesting and let the students do some practical work.

Professor Sprout happily agreed, asking the little witch if she would like to be her little apple, taking a practical course to help her pick mushrooms that bite people.

She will base on the little witch's achievements, give them rewards.

The little witches all responded excitedly.

Among them, Ron's performance was the most positive, he was as virtuous as anyone when it came to making money!

Because the discharge was too fast, Ron's movements were not standard. Many times, he touched the umbrella's face and plucked it, being bitten by the smooth, soft, serrated teeth inside the mushroom.

"Ao o!"

Every time at this moment, he would scream miserably, feeling like his hand was being clamped by an old rat!

Bitten when make a sound, hand pulled out when make another sound.

Fortunately, Professor Sprout brought white immortal grass with him. He applied a few drops of liquid to Ron's wound and his wound quickly healed.

When the party was over, Ron, through his own hard work, earned a Gold-Galleon, which was the most any young wizard had earned.

At the same time, he was also bitten the most.

True to the saying: The more bold a person is, the more wealth he has.

At noon in the great hall, students from the four great academies were all eating.

Ron sat at the Gryffindor table, his face beaming as he told his story, even reaching out excitedly, letting the little wizard see the scar on his hand, which was a medal of honor.

Harry looked many times, still felt that Ron's hand did not have any scars.

However, during this class, the young witches were all very immersed, sometimes shocked, sometimes roaring while listening.

On the other side, at the Hufflepuff dinner table, Lam Ha received a reply from her parents.

The parents expressed in the news that they were very happy that Lin Xia could make some discoveries in the wand making field, and also believed that the magnetic wand could change the wizard's wand-using habits, making the wand more convenient to use.

They are in the Amazon jungle searching for traces of the eastern divine dragon, tracking down the source of the bloodline vibration.

Her parents assured her that when she held the press conference at Hogwarts, they would definitely come running back.

At the same time, the parents also wrote: "Baby, you want something that is a little bit noticeable, in the wizarding world of England it is not easy to find, fortunately we are in the primitive forest, here there are many magical plants that have not been exploited by humans, if you want something, we can arrange it for you."

Lam Ha looked at this place, slightly relaxed his breath, a ray of light flashed through his eyes.

If she could get those medicines, she would have more confidence in dealing with the Troll.

Draco waited for Lam Ha to finish reading the letter, then brought another envelope.

"This is what my father wrote, telling me to catch it for you."

"Uncle Lucius gave me the news?" Lam Ha curiously accepted.

As soon as he opened the letter, Uncle Lucius knew that she had researched the magnetic wand. This was what his parents had revealed to him. He also expressed that he would contact Olivander and come together to handle this press conference.

In the last letter, Lucius wrote: "I knew long ago that you had to be extraordinary to be able to do it, I didn't expect you to be able to show it off in your first year. If possible, I hope you can teach Draco more."

Lam Ha's eyes flashed with thought, yet he was exceptionally talented.

Lucius obviously knew something, but like the professor, he was not willing to reveal too much.

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