"My pleasure! When I get along with these lovely plants, I will feel better!" The stomach is also warm and caring.

Professor Sprout nodded in satisfaction, took out a sneezing, unhygienic-looking watering can from the collapsible crucible, and began to care for her plants.

Students appeared in the greenhouse one after another. Anna took out the dragon skin protective gloves and put them on for herself. Although 100% of the class would not use these gloves, Anna thought it was cool to wear them.

Belinda shook her head and pinched her nose, "It's ugly," she didn't know whether she was saying \'really ugly\' or \'really smelly\'.

Her beautiful light blue pupils were full of despair, "You better wash yourself when you come back! I don't want to fall asleep smelling this... um... metabolites every day!"

"Look a little longer," Anna glanced at the busy Professor Sprout and lowered her voice in Belinda's direction, "If it goes well, you will be able to feel the charm from the far east in the bedroom... Speaking of the bedroom Shouldn't it be forbidden to play with fire?"

"To be honest, I don't really want to feel this charm..." Belinda rolled her eyes.

"Our darling, dear, beautiful, hot-blooded--and able to fight bears in Diagon Alley--and no problem with dragons--" Belinda's words were interrupted by a string of chants.

The twins appeared, holding Anna's neck on the left and the right, "Great Anna!"

"Let's take a look," Fred patted Anna's biceps, frowned, and looked very serious, as if uncle and aunt used some weird way to test the quality of beef in the supermarket.

"Thin."

George didn't know where Fred got the judgment, Anna only came to school for a day, it was a bit exaggerated, "Indeed," anyway, go along with the brother first.

Belinda looked at the twins, red patterned robes - red pattern means Gryffindor! Gryffindor means bad comer! The alarm bell rang in Belinda's head, this class was with Gryffindor!

"Have you been bullied?" Fred raised his spirits, glanced at Belinda vigilantly, took out a pile of dung and handed it to Anna, "We met Peeves this morning, and we exchanged opinions. Without the prank method, it says you can set the dung on fire and throw it down the toilet..."

"If you do this—I'll open the bedroom window!" Belinda pulled Anna in a panic, already starting to imagine her hair with an indescribable object in her head, "Ugh..."

"Open the window?" George thought it was a little funny, "Slytherin was tricked and only opened the window? No way? The smell of **** might not get out of a hundred windows!"

"Our dormitory is at the bottom of the lake," Anna rushed in.

"When I didn't say it," George closed the zipper of nothingness on his mouth.

"Hmph," Belinda pouted and folded her hands.

"Relax, I wasn't bullied," Anna glanced at Belinda who was "poor and helpless", and suddenly felt a little guilty, as if she was the one who bullied others.

This girl Belinda has almost zero fighting power, she is obsessed with cleanliness, and she is also a little arrogant. "She is Belinda Shafiq, my roommate, a beautiful woman, a good person." Thank you roommate for not killing her.

Belinda glanced at Anna in surprise. What happened? Tell the truth?

"This is Fred Weasley, that is George Weasley, they are all my old friends," Anna introduced to Belinda, "Anyway, you can't tell the difference, just know that there are two of them. "

"Obviously, I'm more handsome."

"I believe that people with eyes will judge for themselves."

The twins pushed together.

"Weasley?" Pure blood traitor? Red hair! They are right! Although it's Gryffindor... but their dad, Arthur Weasley, works in the Ministry of Magic's 'No Misuse of Muggle Objects' office and is still a director (unknown to Belinda, there's only one old-fashioned director) The old man is a subordinate, and the office is about the size of an apartment toilet)…

Belinda's head was spinning at a high speed, "Nice to meet you." After thinking about it, she assessed the pros and cons of befriending twins-\'Although it is Gryffindor, befriending them has a certain probability of being excluded by some Slytherins , but may be able to hear useful information from them\'.

The advantages outweigh the disadvantages, Belinda nodded secretly.

"Then these are for you, our second Slytherin friend," George shoved the dung ball into Belinda's hands carelessly.

Belinda instantly felt that the harm was a hundred times greater than the benefit. It was definitely the worst decision in life to walk away without a 'hum'.

"Children, come here quickly!" Professor Sprout put the sneeze water bottle on the shelf and called everyone to gather around the wooden table in the middle of the greenhouse.

But she quickly took the watering can off the shelf again, because it wet the hair of several little wizards with two gigantic sneezes.

"Whoops! Who dared it! My hair!" Belinda was one of them.

"I'm so sorry! It's been a few years old, and it's been making mistakes recently," Professor Sprout guiltily used \'clean up\' for the little wizards.

"It seems that Mr. Watering Can has a cold recently," Fred looked around curiously at the poor watering can, which sneezed a few more times.

"It could also be a pollen allergy," George answered.

"Hehehehe is very imaginative," Professor Sprout cleaned up the little wizards and returned to the front of the wooden table, "It took some time, but it's nothing, herbal class never needs to be in a hurry-it doesn't It's as terrifying as Potions, and not as vigilant as Defence Against the Dark Arts..."

"In herbal medicine classes, we seek inner peace, an opportunity to live in harmony with nature—I'm your professor, Pomona Sprout."

"This school year, our learning content is mainly about understanding plants and discovering plants, plants that heal wounds, plants that bind dangerous creatures, and..."

A plant for food, Anna added in her head.

"You must never eat the plants in your stomach."

"Also, we will go out of the greenhouse, go to the edge of the forbidden forest to get close contact with nature, and discover interesting magical plants," Professor Sprout smiled. "For the little wizards who perform well, I will give away the ones I planted by myself." Edible Bubble Pods, a plant that blooms when dropped on the ground, is very beautiful."

"If you don't drop it on the ground and cook it directly, it will bloom on the tip of your tongue, literally blooming, and it's especially delicious."

At that moment, there was an air of peace lingering around Professor Spoutrow, as if a light shot from behind her, and Anna marked her as a good professor.

"A flower on the tongue?" A little lion looked excited, "Interesting!"

"Oh, Gryffindor would find it interesting even if a tree grows on its tongue," a small snake complained, and a group of small snakes laughed in agreement. It is a fine tradition of the Snake Academy to not deal with other academies.

Anna suddenly discovered a characteristic of the Slytherins. They distinguish themselves and others very clearly, and they are also good at helping each other, helping each other in all aspects...

If you use this energy on the right path, it will be \'brotherhood\', and if you do bad things, it will be \'a nest of snakes and mice\'.

"It would be great if there was a beating willow growing on the tongue," Fred interjected.

"It's not bad to have an apple tree," George glanced at Fred. "I won't be starving when I go to History of Magic."

"Are you starving?" Fred frowned, "I thought you had too much lunch and wanted to take a nap..."

He leaned over to Anna, "Professor Binns of the history of magic is a ghost! Merlin's beard, he is not teaching the history of magic at all - I think he is telling his own ghost experience!"

"And it's very cool around him," George touched his arm. "It's the kind of... um... cool feeling that makes the pores soothing."

Anna felt that George was trying to say creepy.

"But it's also good, you'll definitely get a good night's sleep in the history of magic in the summer," Fred concluded.

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"Quiet, all quiet, little wizards, you are too impetuous," Professor Sprout pressed his hands down and motioned for the students to calm down, she was a little helpless, "I hope herbal medicine can calm you down, Don't squeak like a dwarf pig monster all day..."

"What is Dwarf Pig? Professor Sprout!" A little lion raised his hand.

"Although I'm not a professor of the protection of magical animals, I can introduce a thing or two," Professor Sprout reminded. "This animal looks like a stunted pig, and it likes to sneak into the farm's pigpen. Or sneak into the vegetable field and run around, the key is that they will grow endlessly!"

Professor Sprout made a good gesture, "It's bigger than this greenhouse, and its big belly can easily destroy all the fruits of your hard work for a year-"

"They're one of the fire dragon's favorite foods. As for how I know that...Professor Kegelburn from the Fantastic Beasts Conservation Class..."

"It's the old stubborn who only has one arm and half a leg! He's missing arms and short legs because of fire dragons. I really don't understand why he is so interested in fire dragons - he even teamed up with Hagrid and secretly kept a few dwarf pigs in captivity. Blame it in the Forbidden Forest!"

"One sneaked out last winter and ruined most of my vegetable field," Professor Sprout shrugged helplessly. "During that time, the poor little wizards ingested significantly less vegetables. Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital. Had to find Professor Snape to prepare a lot of \'potions to cure boils\'."

"It's the first time I know," she paused, "this potion is also very effective in treating hemorrhoids."

So it was said that meat and vegetables must be matched, Anna nodded, just eating meat is not enough, even in the magical world, hemorrhoids will develop.