Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

They didn't discuss Professor Quirrell for too long.

Because Cedric told them that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor before Oren was even worse than Quirrell.

At that time, he had just entered school, and he was still a freshman with dreams and endless longing for Hogwarts.

As a result, this wonderful feeling only lasted for less than two days. During the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, their professor at the time cast a curse on them wantonly in the name of teaching.

Vomiting spell.

The Horned Curse.

Hairy Curse.

The Weak Legs Curse.

Skull expansion spell...

He has experienced all this.

Although the professor always eliminated the negative effects of the curse in time, it did not cause any substantial harm to their bodies. But the feeling of being cursed was very uncomfortable.

Especially the Skull Expansion Curse, Cedric still remembers the spinning discomfort to this day.

Moreover, the other party will divide the people who are taking classes at the same time into two factions in the academy, and let them confront each other and duel with evil curses.

Therefore, every time he takes Defense Against the Dark Arts class, it is a kind of torture for him, and it takes several days to recover.

Fortunately, such days did not last long.

According to Cedric, on Halloween, a large group of heavily armed people rushed into Hogwarts and took the professor away.

At first, everyone thought the other party was a dark wizard with malicious intentions.

But it wasn't until a few days later that they learned from the Daily Prophet that the man was actually a fugitive patient from St. Mungo's Hospital.

And it's also a psychiatric injury department.

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After Cedric finished speaking, both Kyle and Connor stared at him dumbfounded.

"It's true." Seeing the two people's disbelief, Cedric spread his hands and said, "If you don't believe it, you can ask the Weasley brothers, they also know."

Kyle shook his head, silently feeling sorry for Cedric and the Weasley brothers for a second.

Sure enough, those who dare to apply for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts are not ordinary people.

With Cedric's experience as a comparison, Professor Quirrell's class didn't seem so bad.

And when they had herbal medicine class in the afternoon, the magical Greenhouse No. 3 made them forget about this matter.

This is simply a paradise for magical plants.

Mandrake, poisonous tentacles, knotty vines... these plants that have only heard of their names before can all be found here.

"We're going to repot the mandrakes today."

Professor Sprout pointed to a row of deep-bottomed plates next to him and asked, "Now, who can tell me the properties of mandrake?"

Qiu, who was in class with them, was the first to raise his hand.

"Mandrake is a powerful restorative." Qiu said without thinking: "It is used to restore deformed people or people under a spell to their original state."

"Very good, ten points for Ravenclaw." Professor Sprout said: "Mandrake is an important component of most antidotes, but it is also very dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

"Hearing the cry of Mandrake will kill you." A boy standing in the middle blurted out.

"Exactly, ten more points for Ravenclaw," Professor Sprout said.

At the same time, she glanced at Kyle with some regret.

This kid is just too honest. He can't just raise his hand in class. It's better to say it directly... just like the boy from Ravenclaw just now.

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What a pity for this rare opportunity to add points.

Just as he was thinking about it, Professor Sprout suddenly realized that Kyle had not put down his hand.

"Oh, Kyle, do you have anything to add?" Professor Sprout asked.

"Yes, Professor."

"In addition to its cry, dried mandrake blades are also dangerous to animagus," Kyle said.

"Yes, you are right to say that."

Professor Sprout nodded, but then shook his head.

"But it's not as dangerous as you think."

She said: “In fact, the effect of dried mandrake leaves on the animagus is very weak, and only long-term consumption in animal form will cause irreparable consequences.

The so-called long-term... it will take at least three years. If the wizard changes back to human form during this period, those bad effects can be eliminated instantly.

Moreover, there are not many Animagus in the magical world. There are only seven people in the list registered by the Ministry of Magic. As far as I know, they don't like being turned into animals for a long time, let alone eating mandrake blades.

So while mandrake blades do have an effect on animagus, the chances of this happening are actually very small.

Except for the gluttonous Banas a hundred years ago, there is no other record in the magic world. "

"Is that so?" Kyle nodded thoughtfully and said, "I'm overthinking it."

"No, I should say you read a lot of books."

Professor Sprout smiled and said: "I remember that this matter was only written about in a very popular herbal medicine book. What is it called?"

"Medieval Herbal Selection," Kyle said, "This is what I saw in Mr. Scamander's."

"Yes, that's the book."

Professor Sprout said with a smile: "Everyone only knows that Mr. Scamander is a great magical zoologist, but few people know that he is also a master of herbalism."

"Ten points for Hufflepuff."

Professor Sprout clapped his hands and said to everyone: "This is an extracurricular knowledge point. As long as everyone knows it, there is no need to deliberately memorize it."

Then, she pointed to the row of deep floors again and began to talk about the precautions for repotting mandrakes.

"One set for four people. Remember, you must wear earmuffs."

Professor Sprout warned: “Although the mandrake here is still very young, its cry is not fatal, but it can make you comatose for a few hours.

I don't think any of you want to miss the first day of school, so make sure you wear earmuffs when you work, and when it's time to clean up, I'll try to get your attention. "

Repotting a mandrake is not difficult with earmuffs, just be careful not to put parts of your body into its mouth.

Although the mandrake has no teeth in its mouth, it has a layer of hard keratin, and its bite can be quite painful.

Kyle grabbed a clump of grass and deftly pulled the mandrake out.

The little guy immediately started shouting at the top of his lungs. While shouting, he was twisting his light green body.

Its movement was much louder than that of the others, and it seemed to be very resistant to Kyle.

"Why don't I just pick up a few leaves from you? It's not a big deal, you're stingy!"

Kyle murmured in his heart, took out a large flowerpot from under the table, and stuffed the mandrake into it.