FVN Chapter 32: Attend Class
Chapter 32: Attend Class
Chapter 32: Attend Class
The greenhouse, which was more than nine o'clock in the morning, was several degrees hotter than the outside, and the air was a little dull.
Today, Herbology lessons were attended by Gryffindor and the freshmen of Hufflepuff Academy.
Among the freshmen of Hufflepuff, Coven also knew several people, who had seen each other when they were buying magic wands. The other freshmen that he didn't know were because Coven often didn't stay in the magic wand shop or was in the bedroom on the second floor of the magic wand shop, so he didn't have the opportunity to meet.
At this time, after Coven greeted a few familiar Hufflepuff students, the students of the two academies stood clearly behind the two rows of 'plant cultivation wooden shelves'.
At 9:15, Professor Pomona Sprout entered the greenhouse on time. She wore an old, dusty brown waistcoat and a long robe. On her head was still the patched wizard hat, which was also stained with mud.
"Welcome, my fellow students." Professor Sprout's short and fat figure was set off by the big smile on her face.
"Hello, Professor." Coven and a few other polite students greeted each other in an uneven fashion.
Because Coven was the first to speak, Professor Sprout noticed him at a glance, and the smile on her face could not help but become more kind.
"Today, we are here to learn the first lesson that Herbology has learned." Professor Sprout did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "Today, you will learn from me how to take care of White Fresh."
Speaking of this, Professor Sprout looked at all the freshmen and asked with a smile, "Then who can answer my description of White Fresh?"
The students looked at each other, feeling helpless. After all, this was the first time they were in a magic class There was no response for a long time.
When Coven saw this, he could only raise his hand. Originally, according to his character, he did not like to show off, but after all, he had been very happy with Professor Sprout, so he might as well save the scene and give Professor Sprout a face.
"Very good!" Professor Sprint, who was a little embarrassed, saw Coven raise his hand and immediately smiled even more. She stretched out her hand and said, "Coven, you answer."
Because of the professor's intimate address of Coven, the surrounding people began to whisper for a moment.
Coven did not care, but answered the question, "White Fresh belongs to the mint category. Since ancient times, it has been regarded as a magical plant. In Greek mythology, it grows in the place where the Lord God Zeus was born."
"White Fresh will have a very rich fragrance after being made into essential oil, but it is easy to evaporate under the high temperature, especially in the hot night where it may spontaneously combust."
A sigh sounded. It was obvious that not only did Penelope conform to Coven's aesthetic standards, but Coven's two roommates also couldn't help but express their admiration.
The freckled boy, Celter, whispered behind Coven with some envy, "Coven, you know so many people."
Coven just smiled and looked back, but did not respond. Then, he walked over to Penelope and sat down.
"Coven, what class did you attend just now?" Penelope leaned over and whispered, "In the Charm class I just attended, Professor Flitwick taught us the 'Fluorescent Curse'."
"Didn't you learn it a long time ago?" Coven smiled and asked, "Why are you so excited?"
"Because I successfully released the spell, the professor gave me five points!" Penelope gave the answer, her face was full of pride.
"Congratulations," Coven said with a smile.
"What about you?" Penelope repeated, "What class did you attend?"
"Herbology," Coven answered, and then said in a playful tone, "After I answered the question, Gryffindor got ten points."
"How could this be?" Penelope was stunned for a moment, then her smile disappeared. After pouting, she said with a little disappointment, "I'm ignoring you! You are not allowed to talk to me before class."
"Hehehehe..." Coven couldn't help but chuckle.
Sure enough, in less than two minutes, Penelope forgot what had just happened and leaned over again, whispering to Coven about her life for the past three days.
Coven was not like the other little children who were hypocritical. At this time, he was not annoyed at all and laughed and chatted with Penelope.
But not long after, a ghost suddenly came out of the blackboard, and the second period of "History of Magic" began.
"I am your History of Magic's professor, Benz Casbar." The ghost professor said in a flat tone, "This lesson is about the history of the magic world. I study the facts, not myths and legends."
Without waiting for the students to react, Professor Benz Casbar immediately began the lesson.
Without reading the textbook at all, the ghost professor just stared blankly ahead, his tone empty and devoid of emotion, reciting the contents of the book in accordance with the book...