MTL - Harry Potter’s Morning Light-Chapter 18 Professor's Appreciation (Part 1)

  Chapter 18 Professor's Appreciation (Part 1)

  You can see "living" ghosts at Hogwarts, but what puzzles Pomona is why wizards are still afraid of "ghosts".

"Oh! Damn it, it's Peppy!" The history of magic is finally over. The first Gryffindor boy who stepped out of the classroom was attacked by Peppy's chalk. The Hefpuff students consciously stepped back. Let this opportunity to show off to the students of the Lion Academy.

   "Pomona!" Lily spotted her at this time, so she ran over with a smile, her red hair swaying from side to side, looking very cute.

   "Lily." Pomona greeted her, and then introduced her to her roommates. Susan was as indifferent as a boy, while the expressions of Mary and Jenny became very complicated.

  Beauty is the public enemy of girls, because boys always go around them. Fortunately, Pomona herself uses the "disfigurement" spell. Some people are actually not easy to get along with, but feel that the other party is not threatening to herself so that they are not hostile.

  "Stop! If you don't stop, I will call the **** Barrow!"

  The new student has nothing to do with Pippi, so he has to yell like this. It is said that Barrow the blood is still the ghost of Slytherin. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for a Gryffindor to let the ghost of Slytherin save him?

  The boys of Gryffindor rushed up again. They cast a random spell to make the ancient stone wall keep falling ashes and become more dusty, so Pippi smiled even more triumphantly.

  "Who are the two following James Potter and Sirius Black?" Pomona asked Lily at this opportunity.

   "I only heard that Potter called them Lupin and Peter." Lily hugged her book and said, "Let's go to the next class together, right?"

  "Herbs class, in the greenhouse of our college, the first class is transplanting mandrake."

   "What do you plan to do after class?"

   "Eat, then go to the library to complete homework."

   "That's great, how are we together?"

  Pomona was about to ask Snape what to do when Pippi disappeared with a scream.

   "Miss Martin!" After avoiding the gray students, Professor McGonagall appeared at the door of the magic history classroom.

   "What's the matter, professor?"

   "There is an urgent matter." McGonagall beckoned to her "Quickly, follow me."

   "Hold it for me." Pomona gave the book to Susan, and then left with Professor McGonagall.

They walked through the corridor and came directly to the side of the wall. It was the place where the beating willow was planted just now. After using the spawning magic, it has grown into a big tree, but the worst is also true. Its roots are running along. Climbing between the brick gaps of the Hogwarts city wall, it seems that the entire wall is about to be knocked down. Three adult wizards are waving their wands trying to calm it down, but this angers it, and the Beater Willow is waving its branches furiously. Let no one approach.

Spring is suitable for planting, and autumn is suitable for harvest. Pomona originally thought that it would be dangerous to plant this kind of thing in a school full of students in September. Plants also have a temper. They must be planted in the seasons that are not suitable for their growth. This happens.

"I heard Dumbledore say that you are very good at plant magic, and, you know..." Professor McGonagall did not finish, but Pomona knew what she meant. She was a hybrid of Veeva, the hybrid giant of Hagrid and the Forbidden Forest. The magical creatures here have a good relationship, and they take it for granted that Pomona also has an affinity for magical plants, and they happen to be right, it is useless to continue to use the wizard's wand.

   Pomona lowered her head, searched around, and finally found a few stones on the ground that were still in hand, and then tried her best to throw it out.

  There are knots on the trunk of the beating willow, as long as you find a way to press it, it will be forbidden to move, but that is only temporary, and it must be really calmed down by other methods.

Pomona’s head is good. She almost hit the knot on the trunk twice, but it was swept away with branches. It was not until the stones in her hand ran out that she hit the knot of the beating willow. scar.

"Aung Ang." There was a loud voice from the trunk, like a person roaring, Pomona ran over when it was anchored, opened her hands and hugged the trunk, and the tyrannical mood from her palm frightened her. For a jump, she had never seen such a furious plant when she grew up.

  Bad temper is easy to infect people, but Pomona still tries her best not to let herself be disturbed by it. As long as the treatment is properly done, even dangerous magic plants will become medicinal materials, provided that you know enough about it.

Pomona took out a purse from her sleeve, which contained several tubes of potion. She took out the purple one and threw it to the ground. As the glass smashed into pieces, the liquid inside quickly melted in. In the mud.

   "Ang...Ang..." The screaming of the beating willow became lower and slower, and finally silently, the violent roots no longer tried to destroy the city wall, and the surface seemed to be all right.

  "Bravo!" An old man cheered and clapped his hands with a laugh. It was Professor Slughorn, the Dean of Slytherin.

   "Hush!" Pomona motioned to him to silence her voice, "I gave it medicine. It's only temporarily quiet. Don't wake it up."

Slughorn was quiet immediately, but he still had a big belly, and cautiously avoided the tangled roots, swayed to the test tube that Pomona had just broken, picked up the debris on the ground and smelled it. Wen, his face was full of surprise and exclaimed, "Merlin's beard is actually sunflower and night belladonna! How did you do it?"

To be surprised, Pomona was even more surprised. Slughorn could tell which medicinal material was used only by the smell of the residual liquid. Sunflower is actually night belladonna, but Sunflower collects the sun during the day. The power of, produces magical power at night, they carry power of different nature, just like day and night, they cannot coexist.

The beating willow relies on magic to gain the ability to actively attack. If it loses its magic power, it is an ordinary plant, and the plant does not move. If enough potions are allocated, she can even turn the beating willow into an ordinary willow. But why would she do this? The beating willow without magic is as boring as a photo of a Muggle that won't move.

   "Can we talk somewhere else?" Pomona looked at Professor McGonagall.

   "Of course my dear." Professor McGonagall beckoned to Pomona, protecting her from the attack range of the Battering Willow.

  "Where is Professor Grapland?" Pomona asked Professor McGonagall.

  "Wilmina is better at treating animals. Her main job is a nurse in the infirmary." Professor McGonagall lowered his voice and said, "Dorian is not in school now."

   "Why do you want to plant trees at this time?" Pomona can't help but complain, "You can wait until spring."

   "I don't think we can wait until that time." Professor McGonagall saw the freshmen onlookers and shouted at them, "Where are you still standing? You will be late for class!"

   "This is your special ability, isn't it?" Professor Slughorn put the glass shards close to his nose and sniffed and smelled "From your blood."

  Pomona smiled at Slughorn, then said proudly and mysteriously, "You are right, human."

  (End of this chapter)