Hogwarts Castle is located in the sparsely populated Scottish Highlands. Although its geographical location is relatively remote, it has absolutely nothing to do with desolation and barrenness.
In fact, as the ancestral homestead of the Slytherin family, the richness of natural resources around Hogwarts can even be said to be one of the best in the entire Scotland.
Not to mention the Black Lake, which is rich in aquatic products and has a sound biosphere, and the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, which is home to a variety of delicious magical animals. From the north of the castle across the Quidditch pitch, there is a large open fertile land and future.
After passing through the cultivated low hilly area, extending outside are some low hills covered with shrubs.
In the original book, Sirius Black once hid in a cave in that hill and lived there for a long time.
"Okay, this will be our Gryffindor vegetable garden from now on. From now on, it's up to you."
Professor McGonagall stopped, pointed to the open land not far from the Quidditch pitch, turned around and said to the students behind her, her lips that had been tightly pursed relaxed slightly, and she looked less serious than before.
Perhaps taking into account the long-standing conflicts between the four houses, and in order to take into account the little self-esteem of the little wizards, the vegetable gardens assigned to the four houses of Hogwarts are not next to each other.
Make your own arrangements and decisions with your own ideas.
As a senior Quidditch enthusiast, Minerva McGonagall naturally took a fancy to the vacant land next to the Quidditch pitch - it was sunny, flat and open, far away from the crowded areas.
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The most important thing is that it is close enough to the Quidditch pitch. In this way, not only the training time of the Gryffindor Quidditch team will be increased by at least two or three times, but also if other colleges want to arrange something inside,
Secret tactics, those little lions working in the fields can be easily seen by just raising their heads.
There is no doubt that in the face of Professor McGonagall's choice, most of the Gryffindor students gave unanimous support and support. For these energetic students, this open wilderness is simply a paradise.
It was a perfect place to have fun - it even gave them the wonderful illusion that the Quidditch pitch had been contracted by them from then on.
"It's great. From now on we will always play at home."
Oliver Wood looked excitedly at the row of tall golden goalposts on the Quidditch pitch not far away, turned around and patted the Weasley brothers beside him, his voice full of energy and energy.
"Guys, we will work harder this semester and train five times a week. We must bring back the Academy Cup!"
"Five times a week?! Please spare us, Wood..."
George Weasley grinned, rubbed his shoulders, and said with a sad face.
"Think about it, we have to farm during the day. Are you sure you really have the energy to fly into the sky and train all night?"
"That's right, we can fall from the sky by ourselves without Slytherin taking action." Fred Weasley nodded and sang along with his twin brother.
"Or maybe because of lack of rest, I couldn't hold the bat firmly and was hit by the Bludger..."
"Then he fell to the ground and turned into a ghost, flying around the stadium for the rest of his life..."
If Wood was a little careless last semester, then after experiencing several tragic defeats that are still fresh in his memory, Oliver Wood has become one of the best training machines in the history of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. According to Weasley
My brother said he wished he could tie a broomstick to everyone.
"Ahem, didn't you listen carefully to Professor McGonagall's explanation just now?"
Noticing the discussion at the other end of the team, Percy Weasley couldn't help but frown, looked at his two younger brothers who were playing tricks, cleared his throat and said seriously.
"Every college's vegetable garden is cultivated on a rotating basis. Today is just a special occasion. Except for the first and second graders, one grade will be responsible for taking care of the vegetable garden every day from Monday to Friday. On the weekends, two days will be spent on the garden.
The entire college is divided into four groups and assigned to four half-day tasks - well, according to the unified arrangements of the prefects..."
As he spoke, Percy raised his finger and tapped the gleaming prefect badge on his chest, and added a little proudly.
In fact, last night, each prefect had been notified in advance: In the rest of this semester, they will be mainly responsible for the supervision and coordination of their respective college vegetable gardens, including the selection of plant seeds,
Reclamation, sowing, tending, harvesting... all processes are led by students.
Of course, during the whole process, the school professors did not completely stand by and watch.
No matter what questions the students encounter, they will be happy to answer them - including how to speed up the maturity cycle of plants, what magic should be used to loosen soil and fertilize, how to make ordinary plants have greater output...
And considering that most of the little wizards are exposed to farm work for the first time, in the first week, the deans of the four colleges will first guide the little wizards to complete a complete production cycle from planting to harvesting.
The house elves had cleared all the gravel and weeds last night, and had opened up a large area of land that could be directly used for sowing. The dark brown soil gave a sense of fertile happiness at a glance.
"But professor, what kind of plants should we plant? After all, such a big piece of land..."
Hermione raised her head and looked at Professor McGonagall, raised her hand, and asked with some confusion.
Compared to the boys who are addicted to Quidditch, Hermione is obviously more concerned about what they are going to do next - after following Elena in the kitchen for several days, the little beaver is very clear about the importance of basic ingredients for the future.
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"Let me see……"
Professor McGonagall smiled slightly, took out a long piece of parchment from his pocket, unfolded it, and pushed up his glasses.
"The first is wheat and lettuce. These are two plants that every college must grow. In this way, we can at least ensure that you have bread and vegetables to eat... As for other types of plants, each college will plant them according to their own requirements.
If you like it, you can select some parts and plant them.”
Professor McGonagall paused for a moment, and glanced at the young wizards' cheeks through the lenses.
"So, everyone...if you have anything you like to eat, you can suggest it now."
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Chapter 1, Gu~
I was wrong, wuwuwu, I shouldn’t have been so provocative.
The current progress (1/23) continues, and the debt is paid off with code words`