The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

It turns out that, apart from Harry, Snape really wouldn't keep staring at someone. Although he might have a reputation, Sun Zhu felt that in his eyes, he was just a giant monster of a different color compared to others, and there was no big difference in essence.

So in this Potions class, she behaved herself well and didn't do anything that might attract Snape's extra attention. She managed to get through the class safely - as long as she didn't lose points from Hufflepuff, she was considered safe.

However, what worried Sun Zhu was that, although Daisy was a person with strong ability to act decisively, she obviously transferred her hatred for the scumbag to the herbs in her hands that needed to be sliced ​​and ground.

"Daisy, you don't actually need to chop the dill so finely, as this may destroy its effective ingredients. Simply cut it into long strips, then put it into a grinding dish and pound it about ten times until the leaves become a paste... Wait a minute, Daisy, don't use so much force. Oops, Professor Snape is looking at us."

"I'm not afraid." Daisy pouted. "Why are you so nervous? He doesn't need any reason to deduct points. Why should we be on guard all the time?"

Daisy threw the chopped white fish into the cauldron and shrugged indifferently.

"...That's right." Sun Zhu sighed as he stirred the liquid carefully. "I'm not afraid of him, but as a student, I'm naturally afraid of teachers."

But other teachers don’t feel so strongly.

After the potion class, most people successfully extracted the dill essence from the plant, because it was not a difficult experiment. However, the Quidditch match will start soon, and the teams of various colleges have been training recently, so it is inevitable that the players will have some bumps.

At this time, dittany essence, which can be used to treat lacerations and other external injuries, is very necessary. The school doctor Madam Pomfrey and Professor Sprout contacted Professor Snape and asked them to prepare more dittany essence in case of accidents.

Professor Sprout asked a number of senior students from Badger College to pick a lot of fresh white snapper on the weekend. After simple processing, they were sent to Snape's laboratory for further extraction and processing.

In fact, these tasks were not a big deal for Professor Snape, but in Snape's opinion, letting the first-year students do some simple labor was a reasonable use of the troll.

Sun Zhu rubbed his wrist and watched Daisy carefully put the extracted distilled essence into a dark, opaque glass bottle.

After today's class, she didn't know how many times she stirred, and she took turns with Daisy to grind the leaves. She felt that her right hand had lost feeling.

It is strongly recommended that Muggle fully automated equipment be introduced into future experimental instruments in Potions classes, or at least an automatic egg beater be added to free up wizards' hands, improve wizard productivity, and contribute to the development of the wizarding world.

But the torture in Potions class was not the end.

What was even more frightening was that in the afternoon Herbology class with Gryffindor, when Sun Zhu saw his dean looking smiling and amiable, he felt a little nervous for no reason.

Sure enough, she led a group of little badgers and little lions into the first greenhouse, where a large number of dill plants were planted.

The Hufflepuffs wailed, which made the soft-hearted Professor Sprout feel a little bit sorry.

"As everyone knows, the school infirmary needs a huge supply of white fresh essence right now. Professor Snape and I have no choice but to make you suffer."

"Professor Sprout, you had no choice, but Professor Snape..." Duke was about to say something when James covered his mouth.

Professor Sprout looked at the energetic Gryffindors and then at the listless Hufflepuffs, feeling rather embarrassed.

Of course, not all badgers were so listless, but it was obvious that the lions who had never taken Potions classes were more energetic.

"Professor Sprout, leave the task of collecting the white mulberry to us. All we have to do is give us some extra points." Several lions with great mobility rolled up their sleeves and were eager to give it a try.

Several diligent and honest badgers immediately began to express their opinions: "Professor Sprout, it's just a small job. We can continue to do it. It's not too hard."

"Oh, kids, don't get excited yet." Professor Sprout looked at the group of first-year students and said carefully, "In that case, please ask the students from the two colleges to form a team together. The Hufflepuffs all know how to properly deal with the difficile, and the Gryffindors may have to work harder to take care of the exhausted Hufflepuffs. I think you can cooperate with each other, right?"

"Of course, Professor Sprout!" everyone said in unison.

I have to say that in terms of popularity with students, Professor Sprout is definitely ranked high in Hogwarts.

After all, who wouldn't like a witch who doesn't like to deduct points but is generous when it comes to adding points, who always smiles and never speaks harshly to students, and who is hardworking and simple and teaches students useful knowledge without reservation?

Even Slytherins couldn't find fault with her, as most of them had more respect for professors with real knowledge. Ravenclaws were even more so, as Sun Zhu felt that they would only hate idiots like Lockhart, even though this idiot was their direct senior. As for Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, they were a more active and lively group, and generally loved hands-on, practical herbology classes.

Sun Zhu rubbed his wrist and looked around. Karina and Fina had become conjoined twins, and Angelina and her roommate formed a team with them.

Sun Zhu felt like she was completely abandoned. Although it was a dormitory for three people, she was not allowed to have a name.

Before she could shed a pretentiously tearful tear, a furry red head appeared on each side.

"Excuse me, this lone Hufflepuff, would you like to join us in a group?" Fred saluted gracefully, although he looked a little funny as he was holding a pair of scissors used to cut dill branches in his hand.

"Obviously, this beautiful lady has no reason to refuse the invitation of two Gryffindor gentlemen, right?" George also held a pair of scissors in his hand, but looked much calmer.

"Okay. You all seem to be in a good mood." Sun Zhu led them to the white fresh bushes, "Maybe something good happened to you recently."

"You guessed right, Zhu. I always feel like I can't hide anything from you." Fred followed her instructions and gently plucked out a branch of white dandelion with gloves.

"Originally this was our secret, and we didn't plan to tell anyone." George stood beside Fred to block the light for the white fish. "But without your help, we wouldn't have come across such an interesting thing. So we plan to share this great discovery with you!"

Sun Zhu looked at the excited twins in a daze, completely unable to remember what he had done for them recently.

"Be careful. Cut the dark green ones first. In a few days they will lose some of their healing activity due to absorbing too much light. Don't touch the light green ones for now." She gave orders and asked, "So what do you want to tell me?"