George and Fred followed Silan to the Room of Requirement.
Before they even entered, they were struck by an immense shock.
"Hogwarts actually has a place like this?"
"We've been here so long and never found it. Looks like giving the Marauder's Map to Silan was the right call."
The two followed Silan into the Room of Requirement and immediately saw clusters upon clusters of herbs growing across the cultivated soil.
Dittany, Aconite, Blackroot, and Belladonna...
The herbs had been divided into several different plots, and nearly all of them had already sprouted.
They looked lush and thriving.
This was the result of Silan's efforts over the past few months.
Whenever he visited Professor Sprout's greenhouse, he would "invite" a few seeds into the Room of Requirement and tend to them with plenty of sunlight and water.
Little by little, he had planted a whole field.
Of course, Neville, the "fully automated herb-growing set," handled most of the care.
Passing through the herb garden along the central path, Silan led George and Fred to the rest area furnished with tables and chairs and invited them to sit.
George and Fred still had their eyes wide open as they stared at the herb-filled plot.
They only came back to their senses when Silan placed several bottles of potions on the table before them.
"These are some potions I brewed recently, mostly for treating external injuries."
With a wave of Silan's hand, three steaming cups of tea appeared on the table.
"You can take them to Hogsmeade and sell them. You should be able to make some money." He lifted his teacup and took a small sip.
Fred picked up a bottle and examined it before his eyes. The potion was pure in color, clearly high-quality stuff.
Potions like these would never