Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have? Chapter 47

Everyone was stunned.

What did that mean?

What did he mean, I didn't understand, so I asked him?

Wasn't I testing him?

How had it turned into me asking him for advice?!

This...

Who didn't know this stuff about Blackroot grass?!

My family's in the herb business!

When it came to Herbology knowledge.

Why would I need to ask you?

The anger Cassandra had barely managed to suppress flared up again!

"Ding! Anger detected."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained one Silver Treasure Chest!"

"I! You..."

Before Cassandra could spit out her furious words.

Black interrupted her again.

"Many people think Blackroot grass is very easy to grow."

"They think you only need to stick the roots into the soil."

Cassandra was furious.

Who didn't know that?!

"But what I want to say is that this method is wrong."

Black continued.

"Although it can still survive that way."

"The Blackroot grass will have a hard time growing tall enough afterward."

"Grown that way, it can reach at most fifteen inches."

"But if you grow it according to my method."

"Even thirty inches won't be a problem."

"Its medicinal properties will more than double as a result!"

"This new method is grafting!"

"I discovered that Blackroot grass and Guardian Trees are highly compatible."

"As long as you..."

Cassandra had been furious at first.

And wanted to interrupt Black.

But...

Once Black began explaining this new method of grafting Blackroot grass.

And clearly laid out the principles behind it.

Cassandra could no longer say anything.

Because the more she listened, the more feasible the method sounded!

By the time Black reached the end.

She even had the urge to rush home and test it immediately!

After Black finished.

Cassandra stared at him in disbelief.

She had indeed come to get back at Black.

After all, Herbology really was her strong suit.

But now...

The Herbology knowledge Black had demonstrated.

Could only be described as far beyond her own!

And more importantly, those innovative cultivation methods of his...

There was no way she could have come up with them now.

The ever-proud Cassandra suffered another blow.

Could it be that... even in Herbology, the subject she excelled at, she couldn't compare to him?

"Ding! Dejection detected."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained one Silver Treasure Chest!"

Black looked at the dejected Cassandra.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

He had learned all of his Herbology knowledge last night.

And it had all dropped from Cassandra's own Treasure Chests.

Although the system had only given him Basic Herbology Mastery.

Even Basic Herbology Mastery already far surpassed Cassandra.

Not to mention that he had read books last night!

Combined with his Supreme Herbology Talent and Scholar Talent.

Black quickly came up with many highly creative ideas about Herbology.

This grafting technique was one of them.

Even if Cassandra's parents saw this technique.

They would have to study it seriously.

Let alone Cassandra, who had only learned the bare basics.

Wasn't it easy to handle a young Cassandra with it?

Unfortunately, Cassandra did not seem particularly impressive today.

All the Treasure Chests she dropped were Silver ones.

But Black did not take it to heart.

Getting something was better than getting nothing!

"Miss Worley?"

Black called out softly.

But Cassandra seemed to have lost her soul.

She did not respond.

It seemed Black had dealt her quite a heavy blow.

Hmm... not even a Gold Treasure Chest from this? System, I suspect you're taking kickbacks...

Black did not speak to Cassandra again.

Instead, he walked straight into the Herbology Shop.

The owner was a somewhat unkempt middle-aged witch.

Still, anyone who cultivated and researched herbs.

Would find it difficult to keep themselves neat and tidy.

"Dear, what do you need?"

She smiled at Black.

Thinking he was a new student here to buy materials for Potions class.

Black politely asked, "Um... ma'am, do you sell seeds here?"

"Of course! Dear, besides herbs, we also sell herb seeds."

The shop owner replied kindly.

"Ah! That's great!" Black said excitedly.

"So, dear, what seeds do you need? Our shop has every kind of seed you could want."

"Hmm, let me see... I want Mandrake, Venomous Tentacula, Whomping Willow..."

Upon hearing the names of the seeds Black listed.

The shop owner's kind smile vanished.

She pointed toward the door.

And softly said, "Out."

"Uh..."

Clearly, Black had misjudged the situation.

No one would dare sell the seeds of such dangerous plants.

To a child who had barely grown any hair.

Black scratched his head as he walked out of the Herbology Shop.

"Ah, what should I do now?"

"Maybe I should try shopping online by owl?"

Outside.

Cassandra had already recovered.

But aside from hostility.

There was now also a trace of jealousy in the way she looked at Black.

Naturally, she had seen what Black experienced in the shop.

"What do you want those seeds for?"

Black shrugged.

"To grow them, of course!"

"Don't you know those plants are dangerous?"

"What kind of question is that! What's the point of growing plants if they're not fierce and dangerous?"

Cassandra was speechless for a moment after hearing Black's answer.

She looked at him with some jealousy.

Then gritted her teeth.

And said, "Actually... I have a way to get those seeds."

"What way?" Black asked excitedly.