Cedric's Unbearable Past

Professor Quirrell's matter didn't allow them to discuss it for very long.

Because Cedric told them that the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts before Oren was even worse than Quirrell.

At that time, he had just enrolled and was still a freshman full of dreams and endless longing for Hogwarts.

This blissful period lasted less than two days. During their Defence Against the Dark Arts, their professor, under the guise of teaching, wantonly cast evil curses on them.

S.P.E.W. spell.

The Horn-Growing Hex.

The Hairy Curse.

The Jelly-Legs Jinx.

Densaugeo Curse...

He had experienced all of these things.

Although the professor always managed to dispel the negative effects of the curse in time, preventing any substantial harm to their bodies, the feeling of being under the curse was extremely unpleasant.

Cedric still vividly remembers the vertigo and discomfort caused by the Densaugeo Curse.

Furthermore, the opposing side will divide the students attending the same class into House Points, pitting them against each other and forcing them to duel using evil curses.

So every Defence Against the Dark Arts was torture for him, and it would take him several days to recover.

Fortunately, this situation didn't last long.

According to Cedric, on Halloween, a large group of heavily armed people stormed into Hogwarts and took the professor away.

At first, everyone thought the other was a malevolent dark wizard.

But it wasn't until several days later that they learned from the Daily Prophet that the man was actually an escaped patient from St Mungo's's Hospital.

And it's in the department of psychological trauma.

After Cedric finished speaking, Kyle and Kanna stared at him in disbelief.

"It's true." Seeing the two men's disbelieving looks, Cedric shrugged and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the Weasley brothers; they know too."

Kyle shook his head, silently feeling sorry for Cedric and the Weasley brothers for a second.

Sure enough, those who dare to apply for the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts are no ordinary people.

Compared to Cedric's experience, Professor Quirrell's class didn't seem so bad.

When it came time for Herbology Class in the afternoon, the magical Greenhouse Three made them completely forget about the whole thing.

This place is simply a paradise for amazing plants.

Mandrake, Venomous Tentacula, Snargaluff... you can find all these plants here that you've only ever heard of before.

"We're here today to repot our Mandrake."

Professor Sprout pointed to a row of deep plates beside him and asked, "Now, who can tell me the properties of Mandrake?"

Qiu, who was in class with them, was the first to raise her hand.

"Mandrake is a powerful restorative agent," Qiu said without hesitation. "It's used to restore people who have been Transfiguration or cursed to their original state."

"Very good, Ravenclaw, ten out of ten," Professor Sprout said. "Mandrake is an important component of most antidotes, but it is also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

"Hearing the cry of the Mandrake will kill you," a boy standing in the middle blurted out.

"Absolutely right, Ravenclaw, another ten points," Professor Sprout said.

At the same time, she glanced at Kyle with some regret.

This kid is too honest. Just raising your hand in class isn't enough; it's better to speak up directly... just like that Ravenclaw boy from earlier.

It's a pity to waste this rare opportunity for extra points.

Just as he was thinking this, Professor Sprout suddenly realized that Kyle hadn't lowered his hand.

"Oh, Kyle, is there anything to add?" Professor Sprout asked.

"Yes, Professor."

Kyle said, "Besides its crying, dried Mandrake leaves are also a very dangerous thing for Animagus."

"Yes, you're not wrong."

Professor Sprout nodded, but quickly shook his head.

"But it's not as dangerous as you think."

She stated, "In fact, the effects of dried Mandrake leaves on Animagus are very weak; only long-term consumption in animal form would cause irreversible consequences."

The so-called "long-term" period... requires at least three years. If the wizard can revert to human form during this time, the negative effects can be instantly eliminated.

Furthermore, there are very few Animagus in the Wizarding World; there are only seven registered with the Ministry of Magic. As far as I know, none of them like to remain in animal form for extended periods, let alone eat Mandrake leaves.

Therefore, although Mandrake leaves do have an effect on Animagus, the probability of this happening is actually very small.

Aside from that gluttonous Barnabas a hundred years ago, there has been no other recorded instance in the Wizarding World."

"Is that so?" Kyle nodded thoughtfully. "I was overthinking it."

"No, you should say you read a lot of books."

Professor Sprout chuckled and said, "I remember this was only mentioned in a very obscure herbal book, what was it called again?"

"A Selection of Medieval Herbs," Kyle said. "I saw it at Mr. Scamander's place."

Yes, that's the book.

Professor Sprout said with a smile, "Everyone knows that Mr. Scamander is a remarkable Magizoologist, but few people know that he is also a master of Herbology."

"Hufflepuff plus 10 points."

Professor Sprout clapped his hands and said to everyone, "This is just a piece of extra knowledge; you only need to know it, there's no need to deliberately memorize it."

Then, she pointed to the row of deep-bottomed dishes again and began to explain the precautions for repotting the Mandrake later.

"Four people per plate, remember to wear earmuffs."

Professor Sprout cautioned, "Although the Mandrake here are still very young, their cries will not be fatal, but they can leave you unconscious for several hours."

I know none of you want to miss the first day of school, so please make sure you wear earmuffs while you're working. When it's time to tidy up, I'll try to get your attention.

Repotting Mandrake isn't too difficult if you have ear covers on it, just be careful not to put any part of your body into its mouth.

Although Mandrake don't have teeth, they have a layer of hard keratin in their mouths, so a bite from one can be quite painful.

Kyle grabbed a clump of grass and skillfully pulled out the Mandrake.

The little guy immediately started yelling and screaming at the top of his lungs, while twisting his light green body.

Its commotion was much louder than the others, and it seemed to be very resistant to Kyle.

"I just casually plucked a few of your leaves, is it really that big of a deal? You're so stingy!"

Kyle muttered to himself, then casually pulled a large flowerpot from under the table and stuffed the Mandrake into it.