Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Early Monday morning, Sainz still went to the Room of Requirement early.

Before the Herbology class, Ben complained to him outside the greenhouse door, "Oh my God, today's breakfast is terrible. Can you imagine? They actually served pickled herrings for breakfast!"

"And dishes of bacon, and tinned herrings," Adam added.

Sainz couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "That sounds very exciting!"

"Yeah! George and Fred said these are simply not for human consumption. They swear that even the zombies in their attic won't eat them!" Ben shuddered as he spoke.

"It shouldn't be like this in the kitchen. House elves shouldn't make mistakes like this."

Sainz hadn't been to the auditorium long ago, as he couldn't imagine hundreds of people eating canned herrings together.

"Yes, we know." Then Adam said stealthily, "Unless they were given special instructions in advance."

Ben also whispered, “I heard that these foods are specially prepared for the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.”

"Wait, if that's the case, then they should only prepare a little bit, and they won't provide this to everyone, right?" Sainz felt that he had grasped the point, "So, you took the initiative to ask for it?"

The two roommates laughed awkwardly, "It's the twins. They saw that there was special food on the staff table and thought it was unfair, so they banged their plates in protest."

"We just happened to meet each other, so we both ordered one..."

"The worst thing was that Snape saw us and took away the other food in front of us..."

"Should!"

It turns out there was no scene of everyone retching together at all. It was just you guys talking nonsense from the beginning to the end!

Adam begged in a low voice, "I know you must have other food, just give me some, I feel like my vision is starting to go black, please."

“Is it that exaggerated?”

After complaining, Sainz still gave the two of them enough sandwiches and juice.

Sainz's seamless stretch bag is always stocked with various supplies, and his two roommates are almost worshipping the item, just like Nobita's attitude towards Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket.

Because he could always take out all kinds of food from it when they needed it.

The two of them devoured their food like hungry dogs, but before they had finished, Professor Sprout arrived.

"Oh... Stebbins and Summers haven't finished their breakfast yet, we might as well wait for them."

Sometimes gentle concern makes people feel more uncomfortable than harsh rebuke, and the two roommates' faces were so red that they could be made into pancakes.

Under the gaze of more than twenty pairs of eyes, the two of them managed to finish their meal.

It seemed that everyone rarely saw Professor Sprout unhappy, and today was no exception. Although some students were late for class, she still spoke in a cheerful tone and took out a large golden key from her waist.

"You are lucky. There is a batch of Babo tubers that have matured in Greenhouse No. 2. It was supposed to be a third-grade course, but Autumn made me change my mind. Maybe I should trust you and give you a chance."

Everyone followed Professor Sprout to Greenhouse No. 2. Before opening the door, she warned everyone, “I have to warn you that there are many plants in here that are dangerous to you.

If any of you are not sure you know how to deal with them, stay away from them, do you understand?"

Seeing that everyone indicated they understood, she opened the greenhouse door and led the twenty or so people in.

"Now, everyone, have you forgotten to bring your dragon-skin gloves? Okay, take them out and put them on... Great... Mr. Enriquez, do you have any questions... Okay, I get it...

Did anyone else forget to bring their dragon-skin gloves like Mr. Enriquez?

Oh... Mr. Dodge... OK... You two can look in the shelf over here. There are old gloves from former graduates...

OK, now everyone, can anyone tell us a little bit about the Babo tuber? "

Ravenclaw's Carolina Henie was the first to raise her hand.

"Ms. Heaney?"

"Their pus can be used to treat stubborn acne!"

"Any more?"

"I heard that their pus should not be touched rashly when it is undiluted, as it will cause great damage to the skin, professor!"

"This is it!

Very good, ten points to Ravenclaw!"

"Everyone has heard what Miss Heni said, so when you handle them, don't take off your gloves, and be careful not to let the pus get on you or other students..."

Sainz felt someone tugging at his clothes. He turned around and saw that it was Ben. "Why don't you raise your hand? I bet you know more than her, right?"

"Ben, if you've read 'One Thousand Magical Plants and Fungi' carefully, you'll know it, too."

"Then why don't you raise your hand?"

Sainz shook his head and said nothing. Was he going to tell his roommates that he felt there was no need for him to compete with the other kids for points anymore? He should just let other students take the spotlight under normal circumstances.

But there is no need to tell this to the little wizards of this age. They will not think that Sainz is noble and upright. They will only think that he is out of his mind.

"Hmm~~~"

"Ugh~~~"

"Eh~~ So disgusting~"

After seeing the Babo tubers in the flower garden, many young male and female wizards looked disgusted.

Adam also stepped back from the front. "You knew it a long time ago, didn't you?" He said to Sainz with a disgusted look on his face. "Why don't you stop me?"

"No matter what I do to stop you, you will have to face it sooner or later." Sainz pushed everyone aside, took the initiative to step forward, bent down and pulled one out of the soil without any disgust.

It’s no wonder that the little wizards felt nauseous. This thing doesn’t look like a plant at all. Instead, it looks like a big, black and slimy slug!

All the slugs were sticking out of the soil, squirming.

Mature babo tubers will have many shiny pustules on them.

This "sparkling" is not a metaphor or adjective, but a real scene description!

In fact, the pustules on their bodies are glowing, flashing yellow-green light.

Without tearing it off its roots, Sainz took it out of the soil, put a beaker under each glowing pustules, and squeezed them one by one with his fingers.

A stream of sticky, yellow-green pus immediately flowed out of the burst abscess, emitting a pungent smell of petroleum.

He did not touch the non-glowing pustules. After squeezing them, he stuffed the black slug back into the soil, covered it with soil, and watered it.

"Perfect! Autumn's operation is impeccable! Hufflepuff gets 10 points!"

Professor Sprout clapped his hands happily. "He collected the concentrated water from the Babo tuber perfectly without hurting it or letting it hurt himself. Maybe it doesn't seem like a big deal, but believe me, it's not easy.

Okay, you have all seen Autumn's demonstration. Now, it's your turn. Each of you should take one plant. Let's start now."

All the little wizards began their own operations which were full of problems.