Vol 2 Chapter 90: Mandela grass

　　 "Well, children, pay attention, today's course is very dangerous." Professor Sputlaw stood behind a high stand in the middle of the greenhouse. For about twenty years, Huan’s earplugs of different colors are placed on the shelf.
　　 "What you see before your eyes is the plant we are going to deal with today, which is the mandela grass." Professor Sputlaw adjusted his emotions, although not as cheerful as in the past.
　　 "Who can tell me the knowledge of the use of mandela grass on its growth form."
　　 Hermione raised her arms high as always. As long as she enters the learning state, Hermione can abandon all irrelevant things, which makes Fanlin really feel ashamed.
　　 "Very well, Miss Granger, it's up to you to answer." Professor Sputlow nodded in satisfaction. For students who love to learn, all teachers will not be stingy with their smiles, of course, except Snape.
　　 He has a sullen face all day, like someone owes him millions of gold gallons.
"Mandrake, whose rhizome is shaped like a baby, can emit harsh screams, similar to mental attacks. It is a magical plant with strong magic power. Its growth environment is harsh and its cycle is long. Artificially cultivated, the growth cycle is one year. Its rhizome is the most essential part of mandela grass and can be used to make healing potions, so it is also called mandela healing grass. The healing potions made from mandela grass are very powerful Contribution, used to restore the original state of the cursed or deformed."
　　 After a long introduction, Hermione did not stop at all, as if she had eaten the book in her belly. This made Neville look at Hermione with great admiration.
　　 "Excellent." Professor Sputlaw happily praised Hermione. "Speaking very comprehensively, Gryffindor added 10 points for it."
　　 Upon hearing this, the little wizards of Gryffindor all put joy on their faces. Of course, the little wizards of Slytherin booed.
　　 However, everyone is accustomed to the long-standing opposition between Gryffindor and Slytherin.
　　Professor Sputlaw didn't bother with these students either, put his hands on the cutting board, and continued her teaching.
"Yes, Miss Granger described it very comprehensively. Mandrake is indeed a very powerful magic plant. As the foundation of the healing potion, the status of Mandrake is quite high, so correspondingly, Mandela The growing environment for pulling grass is also relatively harsh. After all, things like cursed petrochemicals are precious."
　　Professor Sputlaw gently touched the leaves of Mandela grass. The mandela grass seemed to come alive, and shyly shook his grass blades.
"Although the rhizome of mandela grass is baby-shaped, this does not mean that mandela grass has wisdom. On the contrary, mandela grass cannot judge the situation of the outside world. Therefore, once it is disturbed by the outside world, Pulled out as a whole, the mandela grass will send out a mental shock similar to howling. The mental shock of an adult mandela grass is enough to make an adult wizard faint unprepared, and it will cause death in severe cases. ."
Professor Sputlaw took a stern look at the students around him, and after making sure that the little wizards remembered the hazards, he continued: "Of course, the mandrakes we use today are not adults, these are just seedlings. Even if you were directly exposed to their screams, at best you would just faint."
　　Speaking, Professor Sputlaw patted with his hand to signal everyone to concentrate.
　　 "What we are going to do today is to replace the soil for these mandela grass seedlings. Now, come forward, everyone puts on an earbag."
　　 Everyone scrambled to the pink or gray fluffy earbags on the shelf. The scene was chaotic. Hermione was almost knocked down by an unfamiliar person. Looking at her dress, it should be a Slytherin.
　　 "Be careful, Hermione." Fanlin held Hermione with his hands behind him, and with a gentle stroke of one hand, the two earbags flew off the shelf. Although Fanlin also wanted to get one for Harry and Ron, the two rushed out early to get ahead of Malfoy.
　　 "Thank you." Hermione blushed, and then started looking for the culprit who hit her. It was a girl from Slytherin College whose name seemed to be Laura Chris.
　　Hermione had never spoken to this girl before, but I heard that Laura Chris’s family is a very old pure-blooded family, and her grandparents have always graduated from Slytherin.
　　 Hermione didn't understand where she had offended her.
Fanlin reached out and handed a pink earbag to Hermione, then fixed his eyes to see that it was a girl with a slightly pale face, a pointed face with some tiny freckles, but she had a pair Dark green eyes, which makes the girl look quite mysterious.
　　 However, Fanlin didn't remember that they had a history with the student from Slytherin College, so it seemed that they had accidentally hit him.
　　 After a while, everyone returned to their positions. Professor Sputlaw patted his palms to signal everyone to be quiet.
　　"When I teach you how to plant, remember to wear earplugs~EbookFREE.me~Professor Sputlaw said: "When you can take off the earplugs, I will point your thumb up. Alright,-put on the earplugs. "
　　 Fanlin put on earplugs. From the wave of magical power, Fanlin knew that a powerful ear-closing curse was imposed on the earplugs. Sure enough, the cry of Mandela grass could not be blocked by just a pair of earplugs. Fanlin couldn't hear anything now, and could only rely on his eyes to watch Professor Sputlaw's operation.
　　 Teacher Sputlaw put on a pair of pink furry earplugs, rolled up the sleeves of the robe, firmly grasped a cluster of plants, and pulled them out.
　　 Everyone burst into laughter, the mandela looks really funny.
　　 It was not the root that pulled out the soil, but a short, ugly baby covered in mud. The leaves grew on top of his head. His skin is mottled light green, and the violent movement of his lungs can infer that he is cursing Teacher Sputlaw.
　　 Teacher Sputlaw took out a big pot under the table, stuffed the mandela grass in it, and buried his head with black, damp soil and fertilizer, leaving only small clusters of leaves. Teacher Sputlaw patted the dirt on his hands, made a thumb-up gesture, and then took off his earplugs.
　　 "Since our mandela grass is a seedling, their cry will not be fatal." She said calmly, as if she just watered the begonias with ease. "However, they will make you feel unconscious in a few hours. I think you don’t want to have to finish class on the first day of school? Okay, now put on earplugs and start working. When you have to pack your things after class, I will remind you."
"Oh, yes, this kind of mandela grass seedlings can bite, everyone pay attention." Professor Sputlaw suddenly remembered this, but it is a pity that everyone has put on earplugs, and did not hear.