The advantage of having a fireplace that is always burning is that the three returning little wizards can dry themselves out at any time.
The damp, cold air lingered at the back of the classroom, and the closer you got to the fireplace, the smell became stronger, mixed with the warmth of dried wool and the fragrance of burning pine wood.
Three small figures were holding hot tea in this light and hot atmosphere.
Justin took out a camera - a thin "click" sound was accompanied by Hermione's angry voice.
"Sean—it's like this again—get it quickly!"
Hermione always appeared with the fireplace. She handed over a towel with a swollen face, wanted to say something but swallowed it down helplessly.
"And you! So dirty!"
Looking at the muddy spots Justin stepped on the ground, Hermione waved his magic wand to clean the ground, and then threw a clean towel into Justin's hand.
Neville was originally watching Sean practice using Transfiguration, but now he was shaking aside and did not dare to speak at all.
Then two towels were placed in his arms - he had more wet areas.
Around the stove, light and heat jumped on the faces of the four people - Justin handed some seeds to Hermione's hands, and Neville was holding the newly sprouted, chubby Bubble Pods pot and smiling dreamily.
Due to their hard work in Greenhouse, Professor Sprout not only gave them extra points, but also gave them a lot of seeds. Now many places in the classroom have been planted with green plants, making the classroom more and more like a warm secret base.
But Sean's gains are more than that. After Professor Snape mockingly introduced him to a lot of knowledge about pharmaceutical materials, he basically learned the process with purpose when Greenhouse handled the materials——
For example, Sunlight Orchid Root, Sean knows that it needs to be ground into powder, so he will pay special attention to the grinding process of Sunlight Orchid Root;
For example, Abyssinian Shrivelfig and Sean know that it needs to be shelled, so they will focus on how to peel off its shell and at what time.
The correlation between herbal medicine and Potions is as strong as the correlation between Ancient Runic script and alchemy.
Over the past few weeks, Sean spent a lot of time and finally memorized "Simple Introduction to Ancient Runes" and "Magical Phonetics Table".
The complexity of this project is no less than getting through two Professor McGonagall collections of books.
Sean Why do you know?
Of course it's because he accomplished two difficult tasks at the same time.
Well, but what he is most looking forward to is tonight's Potions cooking. If he is ten points short of proficiency, he will be able to unlock the new Potions field Title.
After drying the thick robe, Sean placed it in the classroom closet. It was still too hot to wear in a place with a fireplace or a cauldron.
After all, this is a robe that can withstand heavy rain. Professor Sprout carefully put a lot of magic spells on it to ensure the health of the little wizards.
The heavy rain has not stopped yet, and in the evening the weather becomes very cold.
The mountains surrounding the school were gray and covered with ice and snow, and the lake was as cold and hard as tempered steel.
At this time, the Great Hall fireplace will always grow many Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.
Most likely, it is because the Common Room of the students from the two colleges are very high - unlike some Little Badger who huddle by the cafeteria - so during breaks, the most Great Hall are the young wizards from the two colleges.
On the long table.
Ron was kneeling down on Wizard's Chess with his head held high. As soon as he gave an order, the "knight" knocked the opponent's "king" on the head.
"Unfair! Rematch! My chess pieces don't obey the command at all!"
Seamus blushed. He couldn't believe what his chess pieces had done - his king actually shouted something like "The king cannot be insulted" and walked into the range where the opponent's chess pieces could be captured in the next move. Then, without any doubt, he was beaten by the knight to "split up".
"You still have a lot to learn!"
Ron packed up Wizard's Chess in a hurry, thinking about who to play with next.
Wizard's Chess is a popular game like Magical World. Some people think that they can play well if they master the rules, but in fact this is far from enough.
Because its chess pieces are all alive - playing chess is like commanding an army. The chess pieces will have their own opinions, so you need to know the temper of the chess pieces clearly so that you will not run into any trouble when commanding.
Ron is very good at this, so he always wins.
"Ron——It's really strange. You would have to scratch your head and do your homework at this time in the past. Why today..."
Dean asked in confusion as he watched Ron killing everyone.
"Oh - this -"
Ron seemed to have been waiting for this question for a long time. He fumbled around in his bag for a while and actually took out several carefully cared for notebooks.
"Green's Notes! Merlin's beard! Where did you come from..."
The little wizards all around stretched their heads and exclaimed.
"Of course it's Sean... oh no, this is a secret..."
Ron covered his mouth halfway through speaking.
"Sean·Green? Even those Slytherin said he was not easy to mess with..."
Dean suddenly restrained his eagerness to explore.
"No-"
Ron straightened his face.
"No description can replace Sean. If you have the courage, go and understand it yourself."
Then his face turned red and his eyes were terrifyingly determined:
"I must not hear any rumors about Sean!"
Sean, who was passing by here, silently quickened his pace.
Why... he seems like a cult leader.
Corridor leading to Dungeon.
A group of senior wizards in robes filed out of Dungeon and quickly filled the corridor.
Sean silently pressed against the wall, listening to their lowered voices - a small part of them were scolding Professor Snape, and most of them only dared to silently nod in agreement.
At the entrance of Dungeon, Sean rarely saw a figure with a face shrouded in shadow. He was holding a book and staring coldly at the corridor.
The talk in a lowered voice did not seem to enter his ears at all. He just stared at Sean, staying for a moment on his body and wrinkled scarf that were shaking slightly due to the cold wind.
Dungeon li.
Steam came out of the crucible, instantly dispelling part of Sean's chill.
He handled Swelling Solution's materials neatly, with the same technique as Professor Sprout. Even in Professor Snape's evaluation, it can reach the threshold of excellence - although he only knows a small amount of materials, it is enough.
Professor Snape watched all this silently in the dark. In his hand, the Parchment with Guiding Method written on it was stacked with the two old notes.
As his memory flashed across the corridor, he seemed to hear those taunts in lowered voices - he never thought he would care about these, but now it caused some waves in his mind.
So when Sean was concentrating on stirring the crucible, he suddenly spoke:
"Haha - I guess you are using the backward mixing method in "Book of Potions". Even Troll will not use this method again - you should know that Sean·Green, not all words are correct! If your eyes are not decorated, you can see the modified parts of your notes!"