In addition to being able to train a free pharmacist, the most intuitive benefit of letting Hermione brew potions is... her Christmas review plan that was accurate to the second was ruined.
Hermione put most of her energy into studying the Potions Notes and neglected to review her homework.
To be honest, it doesn't make much sense to waste a lot of time and energy reviewing subjects you have already mastered, just to try to improve your final grade by a few points.
After all... Even if she loses a few points, Hermione is still number one.
Instead of doing useless work, it is better to use your time wisely and learn more useful knowledge.
Hermione used to be a bit obsessive and walked with bowed legs. Rolf needed to be guided correctly and straightened out for her.
Leave the magical beasts to Shirley, and leave the potion to Hermione...Rolf also puts all his energy into alchemy.
In this leisurely atmosphere, the entire Christmas vacation slowly came to an end. Students once again took the 9? Express train back to school, and the deserted castle became noisy again.
On the opening night of school, Hogwarts ushered in a sumptuous dinner:
Roasted pumpkin with cherry foie gras, caviar with crispy celery, Scottish pickled cucumber mixed with white lentils, refreshing pumpkin shreds and plain white lamb leg...
Especially the lamb leg, cut into thick slices and dipped in sauce, it is soft, glutinous and plump, full of flavor and has no unpleasant smell!
Other schools are famous for their teaching quality, but Hogwarts is famous for its delicious food...it's so magical.
Sitting at the Hufflepuff dining table, Rolf ate a lot of lamb leg, and finally served himself a bowl of seaweed, natto, and yam salad. He asked softly:
"So, have you two gone to London?"
During the duel club last semester, Lockhart suffered a comminuted fracture. Snape gave him a potion to take, causing him to be poisoned and sent to St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The potion was brewed by Neville and Hannah. They also discussed bringing a box of fruit to visit Lockhart during Christmas.
"I went, and I listened to you and watched a Muggle movie." Neville did not laugh out loud. Instead, he lowered his head and said in a low voice:
"But Hannah didn't seem to like watching movies very much. She fell asleep in the middle."
"Asleep?" Luofu frowned and asked in confusion: What movie were you watching?"
"The amazing world of plants!"
Luo Fu couldn't take a breath and almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He patted his chest and coughed several times before he regained his composure.
There are so many good movies this year, including 400 Years of Mystery and Scent of a Woman, but you can’t get enough of them... you have to watch a plant documentary, right?
"There are many interesting plants in it. I didn't expect Muggles to have such a deep understanding of plants."
Neville was full of praise and felt that it was quite rewarding. He also took notes in the cinema... This made Rolf couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh.
Next to him, MacMillan was busy copying his homework. He raised his head and said strangely:
"Why is Professor Lockhart back? I thought he would stay at St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry and not dare to come back."
Yes, Lockhart did come back and attended today's dinner, which surprised many people...such as Snape.
Everyone thought Lockhart had some excuse for not coming and stayed in the hospital...Have you forgotten what happened to Quirrell last year?
"I would rather cry in Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class than laugh in Lockhart's 'acting class'."
Susan said something quite philosophical.
"Hey, that's not what you said on the express train during the day." Hannah from Plastic Sisters immediately said:
"You said Professor Snape gave too many homeworks and ugly people often caused mischief..."
"You're going to die for talking nonsense!" Susan was furious. She quickly picked up the chicken legs and stuffed them into Hannah's mouth.
She didn't dare to say this nonsense. If Professor Snape heard it, she might really cry in class.
"What is that?" Justin suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the guest of honor seat.
Following his gaze, everyone saw a creature with two big bat-like ears walking out from behind Professor Lockhart.
"House elves, they are slaves of wizards. They are responsible for all housework and are bound by their masters. They cannot disobey their master's orders casually." MacMillan added:
"I have one at home too!"
What MacMillan is most proud of is that their family has been traced back nine generations, and they are all pure blood, with no trace of aliasing.
Of course their family also has slaves like house elves that symbolize status!
"Do you fully obey the wizard's orders? Then you can let them do their homework!" Justin asked hurriedly.
"..."
When these words came out, McMillan was silent for a moment. Why didn't he think of this?
Justin seemed to have discovered a new world, and he said excitedly: "Where can I buy a house elf? I want to buy one too."
Although he was born as a Muggle, he almost went to Yinton College before entering the school, and his family was actually wealthier than most pure-blood families.
"No, no!" MacMillan shook his finger and emphasized: "Justin, you can't buy house elves."
"A house elf has to serve its master for generations. Of course, pure-blood families will occasionally give it away as gifts, but we don't need to buy it at all."
"That's it." Justin looked disappointed.
"Actually, you can still buy it if you want." Luo Fu said softly.
"There is a department in the Ministry of Magic called the House Elf Resettlement Office, which takes care of stray elves without owners.
Like some house elves who make mistakes and are driven away by wizards, they will go there."
Luo Fe lowered his voice and said: "If you want to buy a house elf, contact the resettlement office... but the price is very high."
This kind of abandoned house-elves are looked down upon by wealthy wizarding families, and those who are interested in them cannot afford to buy them... In the end, except for those who die, most of them come to Hogwarts to find another job in the kitchen.
Justin is actually a very good person. If his family is willing to adopt a house elf, it can be regarded as finding a home for those homeless guys.
But it's also difficult... Justin's parents are both Muggles, so he probably wasn't qualified until he reached adulthood.
"What is Lockhart doing?" Neville said suddenly.
Everyone looked at the guest of honor table, and saw Lockhart with a wary look on his face, letting the house elf taste the wine and food in his glass first.
The object of Lockhart's vigilance was obviously Professor Snape. He was afraid of being poisoned again, so he asked a house elf to test the poison for him.
"Wait a minute..." MacMillan frowned and said, "That house elf looks very familiar. It seems to be named Sasia."
"How do you know?" Justin raised his eyebrows.
"My father and I went to Blaise Chabini's house during the Christmas vacation and saw this house elf," MacMillan explained.
Blaise Shabini is a student of Slytherin College, in the same class as Rolf and the others. He is a dark-skinned boy with tall cheekbones.
"Why did you go to his house?"
"Attend the funeral." McMillan shrugged: "Shabini's father passed away on Christmas. My father and his father were friends."
"That's really a pity." Justin said in a casual tone.
"There is nothing to regret." Luofu chuckled softly: "This is Shabini's sixth father to die."
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(Thanks to "Ji Ai Wa Lang Shui" and QQ reader book friend "" for their tips.
