Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 140 Death Cry

Early the next morning, Ron, who had just climbed the castle tower with his bare hands, used the Levitation Charm as a straw pile, and jumped down from the top of the tower hundreds of feet in a leap of faith, ran to the restaurant refreshed.

The days when you don't have to carry heavy weights are comfortable. Anyway, you are a wizard, and you can hardly fall to your death. Ron, who has to use his strength, plans to visit every corner of Hogwarts this semester, including the roof.

When he finished the third bowl of pumpkin porridge and the second plate of fried eggs and bacon sausages and was half full, Harry Neville and the others came to the dining room slowly, rubbing their bleary Sleepy Eyes called out "Good morning."

But before eating a few slices of toast smeared with citrus sauce, there was a sound of 'hula la' wings flapping, and hundreds of owls rushed in with large and small packages, and then precisely packed the packages Throw it into the crowd who are enjoying breakfast and chatting.

"Thank goodness!" Neville exclaimed. "Grandma didn't send me a box this time. This was a nightmare morning last year."

Neville rubbed his head and climbed up from under the table after being hit by a heavy package. The package he received was one size larger than everyone else's, and it contained the textbooks and reference books that Neville left behind at home. , and there was also a diary full of notes, and Ron glanced at it, which seemed to be a record of herbal observations Neville had written on vacation.

"Mandrake?"

"Neville, are you growing this at home?"

Ron pointed to the opened diary, which recorded in detail every day of taking care of the herb, and any changes were recorded in detail.

"Yes, Professor Sprout got a batch of seeds during the vacation, and she sent me a few, let me try my hand and learn about breeding."

"There are many other things, such as dragon claw vines, giant roots, giant piranhas in Peru, etc. But the mandrakes are the most. One-third of the mandrakes in the greenhouse this year are I've taken care of them from seed to germinate, so we've had a lot of work this year, and it takes at least seven different compost changes for the mandrakes to mature and grow healthily."

"But mandrakes are dangerous, right? I remember their cries are fatal." Hermione who put down the porridge bowl borrowed Neville's herbal notes and looked through them carefully. It's completely invisible in the reference books.

"Of course, but the mandrake in the seedling stage is not fatal. It will only make people faint for a few hours at most, but if you listen to it too much, there will be sequelae, such as staying in bed for 24 hours and not waking up."

Neville, who was in high spirits, carefully stuffed the package into his space bag. Although Neville had not yet joined the Knights of the Sun, the cute little chubby was taken care of by them, and Neville became more and more confident. He is constantly revealing the shining points that he has never been seen by others, and even he himself has not discovered, such as the innate intuition of swinging a sword.

At a quarter to nine, the little lions of Gryffindor met the little badgers of Hufflepuff on the way to the greenhouse, and they walked to the third greenhouse together. After it was almost over, the second grade began, and herbal medicine classes were almost all held in the greenhouse.

Walking quickly along the flat path, the gleaming greenhouses in the sun are already visible to the naked eye. The herb greenhouse area on the side of the castle is a huge outdoor complex of Hogwarts second only to the Quidditch pitch. From the left On the right are greenhouses No. [-] to No. [-]. The eye-catching warning signs indicate the danger levels above, especially starting from No. [-] greenhouse. The infiltrating skulls marked on it represent the bad luck that trespassers may lead to death.

This is a restricted area where Hogwarts is not a restricted area, and the fermentation tank and compost room, which make all the children tremble, are slightly away from the greenhouse. This is to prevent those magical plants with well-developed roots from coming to eat them.

I heard that there was a serious accident here before Professor Sprout joined the job. The herbalism professor at that time opened a dragon dung fermentation tank privately not far from the greenhouse, just a few days after he went home during the Christmas holiday. , a magical plant that stole dragon dung and ate a round belly swelled nearly a hundred times in a few days.
It was also because of this accident that Professor Sprout became a full-time member smoothly. After all, you can't expect a guy who has been divided into countless parts and turned into fertilizer to continue teaching little wizards about herbal medicine. Professor Binns has only one.

That professor overestimated his own magic power. Ordinary bamboo shoots can push up against the boulder on the head. These even more terrifying magic plants can smash a magic barrier with their roots. It couldn't be easier.

Just as the little wizards were pinching their noses and walking past the fermentation vat that exuded a strange smell, a piercing cry came from afar, and Neville, who immediately realized what the sound was, quickly blocked the crowd ahead. before.

"Cover your ears and back off!"

"Quick!"

Neville, who was so anxious that his neck and face were flushed, shouted with all his strength. The piercing cry that made people dizzy and even gave people a headache made the little wizards immediately obey Neville's words.

They stumbled back nearly 100 meters, and then looked towards the direction of the greenhouse with a trace of horror.

"I have to go!"

Neville, who was running around anxiously, kept rummaging in his bag. His hands were slightly trembling with sweat dripping down his face. While rummaging, he quickly explained:
"Although the cries of the Mandrake seedlings are not fatal, if no one rescues them, something serious will happen!"

"They are now placed in pots. If the pots are broken, they will not stop crying until they get back into the soil. The ground of the greenhouse has been casted, and it is harder than stone!"

"In case the professor is there"

"found it!"

Neville pulled out an earmuff from the bag, and he was about to put it on his head in a hurry.

"Let's go together, maybe I can help."

Neville, who was held back by Ron, was slightly stunned, "But these earmuffs are specially made, and they must completely isolate the sound. If you hear anything, something will happen."

Neville watched Ron use the earmuffs transformed by the Transfiguration and shook his head vigorously.

"Then let's cast a spell to process it, it's just a sound-suppressing spell."

"The sound stops."

Ron knocked on the earmuffs. He was still confident in his spellcasting strength. Although they were not as durable as Neville's earmuffs, they would definitely not cause any problems after a while.

Suppressing spells and earplugs are two different types of magic, one is to isolate the sound, used to shut up those big mouths, and the other is to prevent eavesdropping, so that people can speak quietly in class.

"And ours!"

Harry and Hermione said quickly, "We can help too."

"Then go and see what's going on."

Ron threw over two improvised earmuffs, and then stepped forward quickly.

"Mandrakes don't pop out of pots by themselves, do they, Neville."

"Yes, they are generally very obedient."

(End of this chapter)