This Hogwarts is not normal

Getting to know Fred and George had its pros and cons.

The first is the benefit, you can live a life in school that will never be boring.

Then there is the disadvantage, it is easy to be misled.

Although Cedric and Rove were extremely well-behaved in front of Sprout, they still gave a tell.

Knowing that libraries are normal, knowing that restricted areas and abandoned classrooms are normal.

But knowing that there is a huge internal space on the fourth floor, which seems to be a secret passage leading to the outside of the school, it is very abnormal.

"Fred and the others told me." Cedric looked a little dodgy, "Professor, why don't we go in and take a look first."

"Okay." Sprout pointed out his wand and walked into the dark secret passage, and when the two of them relaxed, they suddenly turned their heads,

"But I still need a more reasonable explanation, such as how they found this place, and do you know where the secret passage leads to?"

The guilty Cedric almost didn't hold back the expression on his face.

Her narrowed eyes and toothy smile made both of them panic.

"To Hogsmeade!" Rove beckoned.

"So that's the case." Sprout brought his wand closer to his side face, "No wonder there are rumors of Professor Snape reselling Acromantula venom."

Cedric swallowed.

"George and Vincent did it!"

It's not that the psychological endurance is poor, but that this face with half shadow and half light is too scary.

Two minutes ago, the last thing he wanted to do when he went to sleep at night was to lift the quilt and see the Myrtle on the bed.

And now, he thought, for weeks to come, he'd see Sprout's face every time he lifted the covers.

"Children, eat some Ningshen flower leaves." She handed a small square leaf to each of them.

"Vincent should have told you about the effect of Ningshenhua, right?"

Cedric chewed a few times, and suddenly felt that the face just now gradually became blurred.

"I know." Rove felt the same way, "He said that only a small petal is needed to completely remove impurities from about five pounds of metal."

"Correct." Sprout turned up the light on the tip of the staff, illuminating the space in the secret passage that could accommodate hundreds of people.

"The effect of Ningshen Huaye will be greatly reduced, so it can be used on humans and animals."

"What if Ningshenhua is used on humans?"

She looked at the two pairs of bright and big eyes in front of her, "If the plot is mild, it may just separate a bad personality, if it is serious, the body may be separated."

Cedric and Rove stared at each other.

Ningshen flowers are not cheap, and they are very picky about the planting environment. Not everyone, even an alchemist, can be so luxurious that they can use them at any time.

"Professor, could this be you..."

"Yes, I planted it myself."

The eyes of the two innocent little badgers became brighter.

Who said Hufflepuffs are useless?

Magizoologists can travel the world and meet all kinds of wonderful and interesting cuties and cuties.

Herbalists, who seem to be dealing with mud and fertilizer all day long, can easily grow herbs that potion masters and alchemists pay a lot of money for.

At this moment, Cedric seemed to have found his true dream.

He wants to become a master of herbal medicine like his own headmaster!

At that time, he can give a suitable "friendship price" for whatever herbs the friends want.

"Professor Sprout, may I be your assistant in my spare time?"

"No problem, Seid."

Hogwarts has four Heads.

None of them are simple.

Especially Potions Master Snape.

In just 10 minutes, he visited all the dormitories in the entire Gryffindor boys' dormitory.

The most unsightly, it must be the Weasley twins.

As soon as he entered, he saw two pairs of soaked shoes hanging by the door.

It stinks!

Then he came to the side of the two empty beds, and he saw two sets of coats stained with various colors, which seemed to be white.

Sloppy!

Finally lifted the quilt, he was directly broken by the black and yellow lumps in the crucible.

Blasphemy potion!

Potion-making cauldrons are sacred and should never be used to craft mischief props!

Before Snape left, he burned all these unsightly things with fierce fire.

Refreshing, and a few years younger.

He walked out of the boys' dormitory and stopped in front of the girls' dormitory next door.

After standing for about 2 minutes, Vincent also came to the common room.

This pair of big dark eyes full of regret seems to mean a sad past.

"Professor Snape, won't you go in?"

Snape didn't answer, turning his back on him.

The magic of the four founders is not simple.

Whether it's Transfiguration or Compound Potion, once a boy enters, it will trigger a ban.

Vincent was surprised that his teasing didn't work.

If it was normal, Snape would have poked and "coaxed" him in.

If I remember correctly, Harry's parents seem to be Gryffindor students.

So what about childhood sweethearts, Slytherin doesn't like Muggle-born students.

"Oh—you are here." When Mag came in, he saw one of them standing silently, and the other fiddling with a long gun by the table.

"Where is he?"

"It should be hidden." Vincent unloaded the magazine of the iron-copper alloy sniper gun,

"Professor McGonagall, I know how he has the entity."

Snape glanced over coldly, "You dismissed me just now, didn't you sneak into the restricted section of the library?"

"Less than 10 minutes, do you think it's possible?"

Hermione and Harry were sure he could do it.

Just rummaging through hundreds of bookshelves is not something that can be done in 10 minutes.

"You must go there often, Wayne."

"There are several restrictions in the restricted area, and I'm not stupid."

Vincent secretly glanced at McGonagall, and kept cursing Snape for his insidiousness and meanness.

"Severus, the most important thing now is to find him."

Snape came to Vincent and sat down,

"So, our best student ever, can you briefly explain what is the black magic that allows the soul to gain a body?"

"It's my honor." Vincent calmly explained the principle of stealing lives.

"The teacher taught me a lot." He didn't feel guilty at all when he met Snape's eyes.

McGonagall was convinced of that.

Nicole Flamel has lived for hundreds of years, and it is not surprising that he has seen no matter how evil and terrifying black magic is.

Snape was dubious, "I hope what you say is true."

"I can swear it." Vincent met his dark eyes, "But professor, you should know a lot of black magic, right?"

According to Harry's previous description, if the magic that cut Dobby's body had no curative counter-curse, it would definitely be a proper black magic.

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